Safe In Our Beds (+1)

Kurt Philip Behm

Diminished

but ennobled,

the soldier came home

his two limbs

traded for the

sanctuary

of a deeper peace

 

Broken

in completeness,

his braces held proud

each battle

medaled

in the memory

—of his finest hour

 

(The New Room: November, 2021)

 

 

Indelibly Inked

 

You can’t wash away loneliness,

it lurks and it spies

a stain on tomorrow

where destiny cries

 

You can’t keep what’s been stolen

or find what’s not there,

alone and deserted

—the soap of despair

 

(Dreamsleep: November, 2021)

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  • Laura🌻

    Kurt,

    So true and spot on are your words…
    ‘—the soap of despair’.
    Definitely cannot ‘wash away loneliness’.
    You have beautifully expressed that feeling of loneliness. The best we can do is to carry on and do our best with whatever is upon the path we must travel.

    Thank you for sharing your amazing poetry. It’s such a pleasure to read whatever you ink. There’s so much to learn from you, my dear Poet.

    Laura🌻

    P.S.-I have so much admiration and respect for our soldiers. We cannot forget the sacrifices they make for us so that we can to be ‘Safe In Our Beds’.

    • Kurt Philip Behm

      So true, Laura. We would have no freedoms without
      their sacrifices.

      Thanks so much.

      Kurt

    • L. B. Mek

      'Indelibly Inked'
      deserves to be posted again and again, on its own
      one the very best!
      from your endless, list of great's
      dear Masterful Poet, thank you!



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