Kurt Philip Behm

Old Embers Near Extinguished (+4)

Smiling to himself…

Again, he had fallen in love

Amazed at the moment

A line crossed, forever blurred

 

Laughing inside…

His humanity back on display

All doubts ignited

Old embers near extinguished

 —on fire

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

 

A High Flying Cloud

 

Is heaven where you live out

  your dreams

 

Those fond wishes life never

  allowed

 

Is eternity that place

  not yet seen

 

Where you awaken

—a high flying cloud

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

 

 

 

A Wish—Undeclared

 

Is Poetics

  a poem or a process

 

Is Love

  a lover or romance

 

Is Art

 a painting or a vision

 

Is Worship

  a place or deliverance

 

Is Freedom

  a word or a statement

 

Is Family

  just blood that we share

 

Is Duty

  an oath or vocation

 

Is Truth

 just a wish—undeclared

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016) 

 

 

In Memoriam: Chris Kyle

 

His bravery inspired

  a hero defiled

 

By one of his own

  whose spirit disowned

 

All memory attacks

  what never came back

 

   ‘from a war beyond

    winning or losing’

 

The best of the best

  too early to rest

 

His brothers in arms

  —his first choosing

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

 

What Sleep Can\'t Befriend

 

Are you the hero

  of a recurring dream

 

Or the victim

  of a life undone

 

Are you the ambassador

  for all you esteem

 

Or a fugitive

 —a soul on the run

 

Are you a real friend

  beyond trial and strife

 

Whose allegiance

  now stalwart defends

 

Are you the true master

  of all your desires

 

Or the ghost

 —of what sleep can’t befriend

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)