Surrender a comfort,
ambition rebuked
Content in my history,
old passions to suit
New mountains stay virgin,
those summits I’ve climbed
All truth in reflection
—whose peace I now find
(The New Room: March, 2021)
From The Rooftops
The more I figure something out,
the less the words impact
When trading dreams for cogent schemes,
the verse comes weak and flat
The more I chase the clouds away,
the clearer are the doubts
That misty haze around my gaze,
whose whisper—now a shout
(Dreamsleep: March, 2021)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments1
Brilliant!
still, my friend: we continue to strive
in the hopes that someday
we too, may prevail..
Brothers (Poets) in arms.
Amen!
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