Your arms lift me up
as your words take me down
And I’m caught in-between
your smile and frown
Your arms making promises
your words never keep
My spirit in limbo
my heart left to weep
My soul is in turmoil
my mind double dealt
As your fear and your passion
collide
What’s to be known,
and what’s to be felt
Is it your words or your actions
—that lie
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
Time
Easily measured
not clearly defined
Often lamented
more often unkind
Its loss we all mourn
searching heaven to find
The time to become
—a new past to rewind
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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Thanks Claudelle, much appreciated!
Kurt,
Actions do matter...
Words do not have to be spoken for actions to matter!
Two sagacious writings which I enjoyed very much!
~Laura~
Thank you, Laura!
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