If love had just one window
that was open, never closed
My verse would fly like turtle doves
—into your heart bestowed
(Thoughts Of Kathryn: April, 2021)
Looking Back
The past is a foreign homeland,
familiar yet strange
Where memories limits walk the line,
and crossed—exceed our range
(St. David’s Pennsylvania: April, 2021)
10 Commandments Of Being
1: Be Yourself
2: Be Cheerful
3: Be Consistent
4: Be Spontaneous
5: Be Loyal
6: Be Courageous
7: Be Grateful
8: Be Tolerant
9: Be Open Minded
10: Be A Friend
(The New Room: April, 2021)
The Back Door
Today I went offline,
tiring of the 14 poetry sites I write for
longing for the closeness of a small rented room
missing the darkness when it used to call me friend
questioning if the voices I heard can find me now
wondering—if I still wonder at all
(Dreamsleep: April, 2021)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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there is a closeness shared between words and eyes, dear poet
you lend me your words
and I'll borrow you my eyes: my friend!
darkness, is merely Nature's pooling
of cornered potential
waiting for other's - to catch-up
and hopefully: actualise...
Prescient as usual LB, thanks.
Kurt
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