Turning Leaf (+1)

Kurt Philip Behm

The pages of my life

turn

like falling leaves

as autumn yields to winter

gathering in piles

of remembrance

blowing and scattering

to the four winds

—never to return

 

(Dreamsleep: November, 2020)

 

 

 

Dark Ivory Tower

 

Hey Academic,

throw me some facts

Explain to me clearly

each thought you attack

 

Dear Intellectual,

restate and rephrase

Your version of truth,

empty words in the fray

 

Hello Professor,

is the poison pill done

Refilled with your venom

to spread to the young

 

And lastly the Critic

who stands by the wall,

Humpty Dumpty awaiting

your push to then fall

 

While open minds sit

in the cold and the rain,

Your cowardly torrents

bring nothing but pain

 

To all those so cloistered,

divorced from what’s real

Perdition your tenure

—inflamed to repeal

 

(Beaupre: November, 2020)

 

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 5th, 2020 11:40
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • L. B. Mek

    Brilliant!!!
    imbued with brevity of truth, great insightful commentary as always,
    'Hello Professor,
    is the poison pill done
    Refilled with your venom
    to spread to the young'



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