Hard to love
—harder to know
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)
Beyond The Flames
You can burn a book,
but never burn its truth
The flames sear the meaning,
tattooed at the root
Dousing this sacrilege,
my felony went untried
Escaping with the Muse in tow
—a fugitive decried
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Kurt,
• “Aenigma”
Puzzling…isn’t it?!
Your Dreamsleep is intriguing and it’s providing much ‘food for thought’.
Thank you for sharing, my dear Poet .
Laura🌻
You're very welcome.
🤗
Kurt,
• “Beyond The Flames”
This is exactly how I envision your writings and any anecdotes you deem to share with this fan and avid reader of all your work.
‘Escaping with the Muse in toe
—a fugitive decried’
Hmm…I’m wondering 💭 which ‘Muse in toe’? Just curious! 🧐
Laura🌻
I only have one... 🙂
Hmmm…💭
I guess the other two have retired.
'You can burn a book,
but never burn its truth
The flames sear the meaning,
tattooed at the root'
what is Truth?
is it in that Bonnie and Clyde
zest for living, every breath
of life's seconds
and flaming-out, early
but
illuminatingly: Bright..
or
a warped zeal, for control
that made priests, torture thinkers
assuring themselves
if they burn every book and stifle every idea
the world would remain, stagnant
and those favourable
'status quo's'
stay, forever in place
and it will be the Sun
circling
their Wilful, ignorance...
(just another great write Kurt
had to re-read a few times
to find my grasp of it
thank you!)
Again, I thank you.
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