Music can only be heard one way,
words have a different refrain
Melody imprisoned by note and score,
what’s written when read apt to change
The ear a prisoner to the composer’s delight,
to listen—a captive within
But reading the lines that a poet inscribes
ever changing—each time you begin
(Dreamsleep: January, 2021)
Gold Standard
In the currency of dreams
—you can never make change
(Dreamsleep: January, 2021)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Well written Kurt.
Thanks Jerry.
Thank you. I enjoyed reading it and reciting it out loud.
An honor for me.
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