Defense of freedom
takes a courage
rare and dearly won
Through wars endured
with tyrants scourged
and despots on the run
The words in place
by Founders Ink
on parchment
closely held
As children roam
the halls of light
with precepts
— deeply felt
(The New Room: February, 2025)
The Scarlet Cleaver
The butcher
in a trance
this death
then many more
The cleaver
paused in motion
destruction
to the fore
The blood
is pooling downward
in images
besmeared
Its stain
a violent crimson
tattooing life
— with fear
(Dreamsleep: March, 2025)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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Kurt your poems deserve more views. They are almost invariably superb and don't get enough views. Worthy of high acclaim these two are great and I personally loved the most the last. It has so much meaning in metaphor and the imagery is first class.
Thanks Soren.
Kurt, I concur completely with Soren in all he said. Well done on this. First class indeed! 🌹👏
Heartfelt thanks to you both.
You are welcome!
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