Wishes On Fire

Kurt Philip Behm

Nothing leaves a footprint

like a memory burned

Deep into the consciousness

of those unlearned

 

Nothing grows more deadly

than the force of will

It powers every weapon

it vanquishes with skill

 

Nothing braves tomorrow

like a wish on fire

Its light forever’s beacon

to each soul aspired

 

Nothing is more final

than a dying breath

Words exiting their prison

—eternity’s rosette

 

 

(Dreamsleep: October, 2022)

 

 

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  • W. Charlie Martineau, Jr.

    Beautiful imagery! Very well done!

  • Kurt Philip Behm

    Thanks Charlie

  • L. B. Mek

    how I missed your Genius, wise Poet
    those two first verses, can be unfurled to help us glean
    some of the disquieting truths in humanity's nature:
    'Deep into the consciousness
    of those unlearned

    Nothing grows more deadly
    than the force of will'
    (in a Time when what is claimed as New
    is often what generations before Knew
    ergo, our modernity
    is but an aesthetic ideal of cyclical regression
    so as to grasp archaic wisdom's smoke signals
    now transferred to digital screens, pages being flicked through with our nose tips
    after mere glances...
    see
    we built the Museums, but forgot to accrue the knowledge
    and ain't that just typical of us
    'oh humanity, how much potential
    we waste
    in each neglected generation we sacrifice
    assuming, ease of life is what matters most'

  • Kurt Philip Behm

    Poignancy abounds,

    Thanks LB



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