Kurt Philip Behm

Last Chance (+2)

Dead to himself,

he stepped on the ice

 

Cracks beginning

to form

 

Transcendence rejected,

skating a path

 

In search of time

forlorn

 

Crossing each memory,

forgiveness in sight

 

Each step,

a weighted cost

 

Redemption melting,

 new hope in denial

 

Last chance

—to come across

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2020)

 

 

Epiphany's Light

 

If only genius could be contagious,

like chicken pox or flu

 

If only brilliance could be transferred,

like a bank draft overdue

 

If only insight could be replayed,

like a Mozart symphony

 

Then epiphany’s light would shine on all

—in communal rhapsody

 

(Ashbridge Pennsylvania: February, 2020)

 

 

The Boat Rocks

 

Nothing more defended

than the status quo

 

To protect and covet,

never let go

 

Attacked by outsiders,

heels to dig in

 

Rocking the boat

—water within

 

(Ashbridge Pennsylvania: February, 2020)

Comments3

  • Laura

    Kurt,

    As I’m reading “Last Chance”,
    Donna Summer’s “Last Dance” keeps on playing in my head!
    The ‘Last Chance’ for this ‘Last Dance’ in life. Let’s make the best of it!
    I like the sound of that!
    A wonderful write! You never disappoint me with your writes!

    ~Laura~🌻

  • Kurt Philip Behm

    Very kind, thanks. I try...

    Kurt

    • Laura

      You’re succeeding!🤗

    • Laura

      Kurt,

      • “The Boat Rocks”
      Yes, that boat does rock from time to time!
      There you go, once again, not disappointing with this relatable write!

      ~Laura~



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