Moveable Feast (+1)

Kurt Philip Behm

Be it good or then bad…

defined after the fact

 

Acceptance—rejection,

a dog or a cat

 

The goals of Centurions,

or those of a Priest

 

Different agendas,

a moveable feast

 

Be it virtue or vice,

their adherents will claim

 

Then shout from the rafters,

 to freely rename

 

But in for a penny,

or out for a pound

 

A lasting consensus

—will never be found

 

(St. David’s Pennsylvania: October, 2020)

 

 

 

False Claim

 

Demanding possession…

nine tenths of the law

 

Last bone to fight over

—its marrow still raw

 

(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)

 

 

 

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 7th, 2020 09:51
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  • Laura🌻

    Kurt,

    • “Moveable Feast”
    An interesting title...

    In my humble opinion, it will be ‘movable’
    till the end of time.
    The text of your poem has reminded me of the state we’re currently in.
    A timeless and poignant write.

    • “False Claim”

    I wonder...
    Shall I hold on to that last bone?!
    hmmm 🤔

    Two great thought provoking writes. I
    enjoyed reading both of them.

    Laura🌻

  • L. B. Mek

    it seems with every week you are refining your distinct style of seamless rhythm, it's a privilege to be part of your journey - watching-on, as you strive for the perfection residing in your passion,
    great write

  • Kurt Philip Behm

    That's very kind of you, LB, and deeply appreciated.

    Thanks again.

    Kurt



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