“Past moments segmented euphoric,
notebook in the back of my jeans”
It used to be a pocketed feeling,
today it’s the air that I breathe
They used to visit when I would invite them,
now they’re my shadow unseen
Blanketing my world with their lettered embrace,
to inspire, enthrall—and redeem
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)
Every Moment
What every man would like to say,
and every woman like to hear
What every moment would then embrace
—released to so endear
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)
If, As Emily Said...
“Dying is a wild night
and a new road”
Then
Darkness is passion untamed
—on a highway to hell
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Thanks Claudelle
Kurt,
I enjoyed and pondered upon your awesome poems—especially “If, As Emily Said...”
Stay well 🤗
~Laura~🌻
You too, thanks.
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