Bravery and recklessness
riding together
Death as the arbiter
—glory abused
(Crow Agency Montana: July, 2009)
Something For Emily
To never make a lot of friends,
though enemies were scarce
And keeping both arm’s length away,
my words alone repaired
Splitting the difference tween comrade and foe,
the measurement obscured
One to the other, together as one
—my loneliness endured
(Berkshires: January, 2015)
Milkwood Burns
The story of a Poet,
more tragic than his words
What then in fact his deeds conscript
—his writing leaves infirm
(Dreamsleep: March, 2021)
Futurity
From here to eternity,
breakfast to lunch
The distance bespoke,
new hole card to punch
As yards change to meters,
fruition in sight
All travel inherent
—day changing to night
(Dreamsleep: March, 2021)
The Curtain Falls
The tyranny of the majority,
democracy oversold
The power of the people to cut and paste,
fat cats in control
‘Oh Ye Of Little Faith’ we are,
like rats inside a maze
Our government serving to best itself,
entitlement ablaze
The curtain rises for one last act,
this play now eons old
As despots steal the final scene
—where freedom’s bought and sold
(St. David’s Pennsylvania: March, 2021)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: March 20th, 2021 10:37
- Category: Unclassified
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