Sagacity (+2)

Kurt Philip Behm

Darkness, the beginning path

  spawns brightness at the end

 

Storm clouds over a troubled youth

  division on the mend

 

Struggles, trials, and failures past

  just fuel to keep you warm

 

Sagacity, the final truth

   —eyes seeing through the harm

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

 

 

Eight Questions

 

Will there ever come a time

  when time doesn’t matter

 

Will there ever come a date

  when the days won’t connect

 

Will there ever come a phrase

   its words devoid of meaning

 

Will there ever come a song

  whose melody won’t play

 

Have you let what you celebrate

  turn into celebrity

 

Has your message been transformed

  into a billboard or sign

 

Have you become a caricature

  of a free and lasting symbol

 

Have your words become mere chatter

   —in your pandering for fame

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

 

 

Vision's Gift

 

The older I get…

 the closer I become to the things I can’t see

 

The older I get…

 the more I’m amazed by the things that surround me

 

The older I get…

 the longer the nights and the dreams that they bring

 

The older I get…

 empty words falling mute—each new season to sing

 

The older I get…

  those women that I loved I now carry inside

 

The older I get…

 that child I once was to return with a smile

 

The older I get

 the deeper I embrace the reason I’m here

 

The older I get

  each moment a gift—with its vision so clear

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2018)

 

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 10th, 2018 16:34
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  • Laura🌻

    Kurt,

    Two provoking poems!

    •Sagacity...
    A poet’s chosen words are not accidental; they are wisely chosen!


    •Great questions; especially the eighth one for which I will answer for myself.

    “pandering for fame”...
    I am not!

    Perhaps my words have
    “become mere chatter”!


    ~Laura~




  • Kurt Philip Behm

    Your words are to aspire to....

    Thanks

    Kurt



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