I thought perhaps to steal the myth
and hoard away the dream
Mirages fade with pretense lost,
things never what they seem
A future darkness redefined,
the past still yet to know
Intention vested—moments spent
with nowhere left to go
(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)
Fall's Release
Out there alone,
my thoughts zero-sum…
the coyote’s lonely howl
I search for redemption
through cactus and sage…
the silence of an owl
Winter births Summer,
its dream comes alive…
the bear announcing Spring
In thermal forgiveness,
a following storm
—the hawk now on the wing
(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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'Mirages fade with pretense lost,
things never what they seem
A future darkness redefined,
the past still yet to know'..
'we are not! our mirage of despairing thoughts
we are: those thought's, we act upon
for when we act, we but give choice a voice
but if we rush - to act, we need not have began
for who are we but our misunderstandings, overcome...'
your words have inspired some of the better lines I have penned recently, and I for one am so grateful that you continue to share dear poet,
Happy to oblige. Thanks as always.
Kurt
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