It’s never about
—what it’s really about
(Dreamsleep: October, 2023)
Raptors Chase
A broken wing
in death’s chicane
Where pigeons fall
unending pain
A blinded flock
to circle down
As fangs await
both wolves and hounds
While far above
a falcon stalks
Vision prescient
it never balks
A broken wing
once clipped in fear
the raptors chase
—with canids near
(The New Room: October, 2023)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments1
Nicely written Kurt
Thanks so much.
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