Or Turn You Out (+3) Poem, by Kurt Philip Behm, at My poetic side

Is remembrance now a hidden tenant,

that lives throughout your home

Does it lurk in every corner,

to come out when you’re alone

Is the voice heard down a distant hall,

a lost child once left about

Does that face now staring through the dark,

draw you in—or turn you out

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

Flowing Through

Does your writing leave room

for intrusion

With spaces for listeners

to crawl in

Are your words like a sponge

that the reader can drain

Your verses to flow through

them again

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

Sutured Infirmity

Gripping the meteor,

both hands for dear life

Expelling, compelling,

less heat and more light

Afraid to let go,

knowing what it will mean

My pen to go dry

—my heart not to bleed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

Zero-Sum Enigma

Is honor sum total,

or dolled out by degree

Can it live through confusion,

and your failings to be

Are those moments of weakness,

made up when you strive

To become more than just living,

eternal—alive

(Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2019)

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