As an artist,
you go where art takes you
As a writer
—you become the words
(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)
Naked In The Forest
When you become a victim,
the hunter turns to prey
And the wolves now beckoned
—call
(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)
Twilight Moments
In days of fancy,
you cared for me
In days of challenge,
I cared for you
In twilight moments,
our love renewed
In night’s betrothal
—our wishes free
(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments1
Your poems are so deep in their scope. They have to be read several times to catch the essence, the implicit meaning. Excellent!
Thanks so much!
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