I’ve forever written
as myself
Few influences will
show
Neither Hemingway nor
Faulkner
Not Melville or
Thoreau
But as one who saw through
all of that
With so much more
to know
I search the land
and stars above
For ink
—my pen to flow
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)
Sleeping Untold
Like a blanket or quilt,
the Muse wraps me in consciousness
Sealing me in with her warmth
each night rejecting the cold
Like a filter or screen,
the Muse tempers all consequence
Under her protection and safety
—words sleeping untold
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)
Last Moth
There’s a zone beyond safety
where the timid can’t go
Beyond reasoned decision
intuition to flow
Past valor and triumph
past glory and fame
There’s a zone beyond safety
—last moth to the flame
(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2018)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: November 29th, 2018 11:05
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
Comments2
Kurt,
• “My Pen To Flow”
May your search continue on so the ink in your golden pen may flow ad infinitum to quench your readers’ thirst with your extraordinary poetry!
• “Sleeping Untold”
I can envision your Muse wrapping you “in consciousness” and sealing you in “with her warmth”!
• “Last Moth”
Timid you are not...
courageous you are!
That “zone beyond safety” you will venture in without a doubt!
Three excellent writes! Thank you for sharing!
~Laura~
Thought you might enjoy seeing this (from 2015)
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Thanks Laura, your comments always make the writing that much better.
Have a great weekend. I got Colby's ashes back yesterday, and your card
sits right beside them on my shelf.
Kurt
You’re welcome!
I can “see” him at peace in the shade under that living tree. A beautiful vision that makes me smile!
May your weekend be joyous!
~Laura~
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