For me,
one time is not enough
Canyons widen
neath mountain bluffs
For me,
each time lay unforeseen
Magic transient
—a richer dream
(Montrose Colorado: September, 2021)
Lambs To Slaughter
Sometimes,
the very best informed
remain the most naïve
Cronkite
in 1963,
“Oswald Was The One”
The Mob sat back
and licked their chops,
“Bobby’s Finished Now”
As millions mourn
in false belief
—and Warren to mislead
(Crazy Horse Memorial: Black Hills South Dakota, September, 2021)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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Kurt,
Definitely for you
‘one time is not enough’.
The more you see,
the more you want to see…
the more you want to listen to those voices that always bring you back.
It is part of your existence.
I truly sense your latest visit in these writings.
You travel out West on your bike and I travel through the pages of ‘Searching For Crazy Horse’. It is my go to whenever you reference your trips out West.
Thank you for sharing.
Laura🌻
I'm glad you feel the message....
Kurt
Oh yes, I most certainly do.
'Sometimes,
the very best informed
remain the most naïve'..
Amen!
(maybe, that's why I treasure this stunting, limitations
that will always have me the student
and never a graduate: of Life...)
thanks for sharing
such a meaningful message, dear Poet
Thanks for great commenting.
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