Breathing Room

Kurt Philip Behm

Writing empty spaces,

words taken away

 

Leaving a great silence

—where destiny plays

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2021)

 

 

Blind Meridian

 

Fire burns hottest

that burns below

Centuries rage

heartache’s grow

The coldest cold

blows just above

A gripping blizzard

—wrath ungloved

 

(Dreamsleep: August, 2021)

 

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 21st, 2021 10:21
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • L. B. Mek

    really liked the first one
    sometimes I read my scribbles
    and all I see, is all that they hide...
    ('Living', a Great silence)
    thanks for sharing, dear Poet

    • Kurt Philip Behm

      "All I see
      is all that they hide"

      I love it.

      Kurt



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