The deeper the pond,
the calmer the water
The older the wine,
the richer the flavor
The longer the gaze,
the sharper the picture
The fewer the words
—less risk of conjecture
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
Rooted Within
Carrying them with me,
traveling through time
Words seed my memory,
new meter and rhyme
Spreading them freely,
over days fallowed thin
New verses sprout upward
—rooted within
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
Turn The Page
When the freedom
to think
And the ability to write
are at odds
—turn the page
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
Marking Time
Is your humanity held captive
by your intelligence
Does your soul remain imprisoned
for a self-inflicted crime
Are the wishes you made, abandoned,
prisoners of the wind
Is the cell locked deep within you
—on whose walls you mark the time
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2019)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: February 25th, 2019 10:53
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Kurt,
Super poems...
very thought provoking!
Much to think about for whatever time we have left!
~Laura~
Thanks
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