Kurt Philip Behm

Stone Etchings (+1)

In judgment we are sentenced…

its verdict zero-sum


(The New Room: November, 2021)




Those Who Can't


Tin cup of criticism

hollow and blue

Empty aspersions

poison the brew


Its venom unasked for

distilling in pain

Opinion left rancid

—acidic and vain


(The New Room: November, 2021)


  • Coyote

    "Empty aspersions poison the brew"

    Love that line! Excellent poem.

  • Kurt Philip Behm

    Thanks for reading.

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