Jumping in
I shut both eyes
my heart lay open wide
A first hello
my last goodbye
to logic ill applied
Choosing an entry
frees all to move
the first breath to a song
Getting out
my mind rejects…
forever pushing on
The ending shatters
once breaking through
as time cuts loose its grasp
That first step forward
past my fear
—a die forever cast
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)
The Crown
Poetry…
the most regal of all gifted language
Prose sitting as handmaiden
—to each verse sublime
(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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Kurt,
That first step is an onerous one!
~Laura~
Over and over again!
🙂
Kurt,
SUBLIME is the perfect adjective to describe “The Crown”! (In my opinion)
~Laura~
When words become MORE than a collection of letters...
...and that is exactly what I’m absorbing as I read your amazing writings!
So kind, thanks
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