To Rise Again

Kurt Philip Behm

No ordered enchantment,

no purpose in luck

No dreams in forgetting,

no lover mistook

 

A bells rings in silence

when ears have gone dry

A bat’s in the chimney
when fire’s denied

 

All hail to the wonder,

all hail to the chiefs

All hail to the proctor,

all hail disbelief

 

Indentured we mingle,

inclement we fall

Inspired we stumble

—in spite of it all

 

(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)

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Comments6

  • Jerry Reynolds

    A fine write, Kurt.
    As usual a lot to think about. A "Thanks I Needed That" to you.

    • Kurt Philip Behm

      It's always a pleasure to have you read, Jerry.

      Kurt

    • Sparrow73

      I love this! Ironically, No words can convey the unspoken meaning of this beautiful, raw truth. Touche brother very deeply understood, if only words like this could stay and took, consistently remembered and not taken for granted hey!? Sincerely and respectfully, Tess S.

    • Kurt Philip Behm

      Very kind, thanks.

    • Laura🌻

      Kurt,

      • “To Rise Again”
      Reading your penned words of this ‘Dreamsleep’ is a mesmerizing experience. The last stanza is inspirational. Thank you for sharing. I’m now ready to face this day.

      Laura🌻

    • L. B. Mek

      Amen!

    • Kurt Philip Behm

      🙂



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