Singing a morning,
painting a song
Sculpting a memory,
writing a wrong
Blessing the moment,
kissing the sky
Laughing at sorrow
—living to die
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)
Veritas Oritur
Millions of words
are brought to a boil
But only the few
—can rise with the truth
(Dreamsleep: June, 2022)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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- Users favorite of this poem: Jerry Reynolds
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Will think about this one for longer than a while Kurt.
Thanks Jerry.
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