Running from themselves,
the shadows broke away
Light newly orphaned
with no endorsement
Tracks of remembrance,
forgotten and bare
Space filled with emptiness
—connection denied
(Dreamsleep: October, 2019)
Last Charade
Woefully, the footlights dim,
the magic fades—the chorus grim
A curtain falls as memory fades,
the ending near—one last charade
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2019)
Regret
Do you justify your own beliefs,
to force upon your will
Or skip instead the whole charade,
with truth left to distill
Do you wander aimless in the night,
in search of what you’ve lost
As darkened hallways call you back
—regret the only cost
(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2019)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Kurt,
I hope that last charade will not be a charade at all...
with no regrets!
Much to think about.
Thank you for sharing.
~Laura~
My pleasure, thanks.
Kurt, you are truly an outstanding wordsmith! Enjoyed all three of them.
Thanks so much Fred.
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