With each step that I take,
words jostle and form
Inside me they cluster,
deep down where it’s warm
At nighttime they visit,
in moments of peace
Defining my feelings
—extending my reach
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)
Desire
Passion builds a home
—that talent only visits
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)
As The World Turns
When the world turns on a whisper
—why do we insist on shouting
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2014)
Locked In Kayenta
Where are you headed...
the waitress asked me at breakfast
Where have you been to...
I responded in kind
Never down to the Canyon,
though I’ve always meant to go there
I’m headed to the Canyon
—now go quit your job
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Kurt,
• “Walking With Verse”
Filled with great images!
I especially liked...
‘Deep down where it’s warm’...
I envision this as a wonderful nook for those formed words to cluster!
~Laura~
Yes—WARM!
🤗
• “Locked In Kayenta”
Quit my job?!
Absolutely...
Will not keep MOTHER waiting...
I shall not disappoint her!
She’s an irresistible beauty...
...a beauty to be revered!
Can I get another cup of coffee before we leave?
🙂
Most certainly...
my dear journeyer!☕️
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