Belleza Es Verdad Poem, by Kurt Philip Behm, at My poetic side

Passing through its own reflection,

eternity is beauty

—and beauty is truth

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

The Anchor's Gone

Clear the decks

and set the helm

A storm approaches,

hatches closed

Drop the main

and raise the jib

The anchor’s gone

—our fate to sail

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)

The Prodigal

Today, I fed a horse still wild,

and asked him with my rhyme

To blaze the silver meteor’s trail,

to where the words collide

I filled him with one final verse,

to sharpen my refrain

And mounted for that one last ride

—to go back home again

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

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