New Memories Converse (+7)

Kurt Philip Behm

Deeply hidden within thoughts

  that linger

 

A centuries old message to know

  and then feel

 

Remembrance crying out from the

  darkness now passing

 

In a voice so familiar—our fortune

  to steal

 

It calls to us silent, as it waits

  for an answer

 

It calls to us closer, as all

  distance revokes

 

It calls from within us in a voice

  our breath fosters

 

It calls from beyond all past anguish

  and hope

 

The air now grows heavy with

  a mist that induces

 

Words mate in the fog as the

  letters reverse

 

The ending comes first, as the beginning

  still chases

 

All sleep taken hostage

 —as new memories converse

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

 

 

A Windless Sea

 

Opinion,

  shapes the

  aftermath

  of what once was free

 

A commentary of

  detainment,

  adrift

   —on a windless sea

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

 

 

The Passion Enflamed

 

Don’t get ahead of the feeling,

  never forget a memory unlearned

 

Don’t think and kill the passion enflamed,

  forgoing the moment—all time left to burn

 

  (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

 

 

Now And Then

 

It’s all been different

It’s all been the same

It’s all been anonymous

It’s all had a name

 

It all had a beginning

It all has an end

Its truth lost in winning

Its game of pretend

 

And we search for the answer

And we question profane

And we blame it on providence

And we smother the flame

 

As we look toward the horizon

As we look past the shore

As the waves crash with meaning

  —now as then, and before

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

 

 

 

Mount Rushmore Afternoon

 

Editing Poetry…

  which face comes off the mountain?

 

(Keystone South Dakota: August, 2013)

 

 

A Ladder Appears

 

Stuck on the broken landing

Of a stairway to nowhere

My mood no longer elevated

My spirit remiss of song

 

Looking over the railing

Into a history that I buried

A ladder appears above me

But when I step—its rungs are gone

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

 

 

The Dark Road

 

Revenge…

 a desperate stepping stone

  —on the road to perdition

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

 

 

Unholy Marriage

 

Lunacy…

  the unholy marriage

   —of laughter and fear

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

 

 

 

 

 

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  • LaurašŸŒ»

    Kurt,

    ā€¢ ā€œNew Memories Converseā€
    Thought provoking and amazing!
    I sensed a deep feeling and relationship to
    ā€œAlonelinessā€!

    ~Laura~

  • Kurt Philip Behm

    Good insight. They were written at the same time.

    • LaurašŸŒ»

      These captivating words are resonating after having read ā€œAlonelinessā€...

      ā€˜The air now grows heavy with
      a mist that induces

      Words mate in the fog as the
      letters reverseā€™

      • Kurt Philip Behm

        Just for you...

        • LaurašŸŒ»

          ...and you are a ray of sunshine ā˜€ļø



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