I meet with three faces
that come in the night
In dreams that preplace
masks of darkness and light
Their voices once spoken
remain in my head
Until words are then written
pitting joy against dread
These triplets were born
in a harrowing storm
Only quieting down
when new offspring are born
And then able to sleep
once each orphan is named
Their breath I still feel
—in the twilight reclaimed
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)
New Pathway
Dying in the moment
reborn to eternity
The choice was like water
the choosing like stone
Dying in the moment
reborn to eternity
Magic reappeared
as truth became known
Dying in the moment
reborn to eternity
Age redeemed ageless
all years now reclaimed
Dying in the moment
reborn to eternity
The wind changed its course
the storm to rename
Dying in the moment
reborn to eternity
The entrance transformed
map burning unread
Dying in the moment
reborn to eternity
Salvation points inward
—new pathway ahead
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)
Blessed To Begin
Sages and broomsticks
motherless pearls
Witches that threaten
fatherless girls
Curse of the ages
old grudges remain
A coven of stages
to hide from the rain
The markings of Satan
the touch of the Lord
A death plated sunset
and winner forlorn
The trap now a quandary
and you must break free
As with all soiled laundry
to burn once deceived
The truth is not distant
first word never feigned
The peace that you’re seeking
inside you unclaimed
So let go of the dogma
the medals will melt
New songs of arrival
you’ll write most heartfelt
But the moment is now
and the moment is clear
Once the moment is christened
new joy spins from fear
To those who still threaten
with eternity damned…
Say:
“Away with your blasphemy,
stop where you stand
These wings have reopened
my eyes looking in
New life has been gifted
—I’m blessed to begin”
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: October 21st, 2018 15:18
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
Comments2
Kurt,
Super writings!
I was especially drawn to
“Twilight Reclaimed”.
Those triplets are as persistent as labor pains. Won’t desist until the delivery is complete!
~Laura~
Thanks—my three delinquents!
🙂
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