Ladybugs
outline the memory of my childhood,
marking the pathway of my approach
Orange and black
like Halloween candy corn,
tempting diversion—they lure to encroach
(The New Room: November, 2020)
Aquilo
The winds of disaster
blow solemn and cold,
sweeping away my heart
From out of the North,
reclaiming my soul
—in torment to depart
(West Campus: November, 2020)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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