The Last Laugh (+1)

Kurt Philip Behm

Told over and over,

the lie became true

 

As memory inverted,

the falsehood imbued

 

My cornerstone crumbling,

sticks piled with straw

 

A last self-deception

—the fantasy law

 

(Rosemont Pennsylvania: February, 2021)

 

 

 

On Faith Alone

 

While hidden deep from nature’s wrath,

waiting in disguise

 

Below the ground a season born,

its birthright undenied

 

As winter trees now bare their souls,

whose limbs reach out in pain

 

Tomorrow the most promised wish

—till spring comes back again

 

(The New Room: February, 2021)

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 3rd, 2021 07:51
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 32
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓

Receive the ebook in seconds 50 poems from 50 different authors


Comments +

Comments4

  • FredPeyer

    If you are talking about the man with the yellow hair, I fully agree!!!

  • AlitaOpal

    Wonderful piece 🌹

  • Jerry Reynolds

    Nice work Kurt.

  • Kurt Philip Behm

    Appreciated Jerry.



To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.