“Only those things not made less by division
—are to be inherited”
(The New Room: February, 2021)
If Just Once
If your courage lasted for
just an instant
Overriding your fear,
all excuses behind
If one choice you made
could then reimagine
A world once illusioned
—stepping out of your dreams
(The New Room: February, 2021)
Dark Minds
Owning the consequence
of all that you do
Intentions when pure,
dark minds misconstrue
When twisted and spun,
then torn into shreds
The words once pristine
—denounced when misread
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2021)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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There are times I wish I could have such an output of high quality poems like you.
Thanks so much Fred. It’s a blessing and sometimes a curse.
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