Kurt Philip Behm

Hidden Treasure (+1)

The deepest truth lay undiscovered

in the buried words

Like unfound gold existing only

on a pirate’s map

True value in the search required

to seek and grasp

 

Each phrase a burrowing pen

digs into the readers mine

 Fortune concealing veins of discovery

long covered and unknown

Ink running free as the shaft leads inward

—anticipation karat pure

 

(Watching “Hemingway #2: April, 2021)

 

 

 

Zero Degrees Certitude

 

Where you go…

where you’ve been

One port of entry

leads within

Its grand canal

flows North and South

Meridian deep

—to anchor doubt

 

 

(The New Room: April, 2021)

 

 

Leaving Tomorrow

 

Running toward my yesterdays,

the future in pursuit

 

The loosest ends when left undone

—the past my guilt recruits

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)

 

Comments2

  • L. B. Mek

    'Fortune concealing veins of discovery
    long covered and unknown
    Ink running free as the shaft leads inward
    —anticipation karat pure'..
    a wonderful read, flowing effortlessly
    though not only from line to line but synergistically, from poem to poem
    'karat pure', indeed

  • Kurt Philip Behm

    My favorite line... Thanks LB.

    Kurt



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