Upon reaching the top
I found a new bottom
Polarity shifts
once the apples are rotten
Direction a ruse
of misguided fruition
Where searchers take flight
— in a new convolution
(Dreamsleep: December, 2025)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments3
Yes, yes, yes! Simple and true! Ever new beginning is some other beginning's end, or something like that. I love the flow, feel, and inisightful message of this. All around! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Very kind, thanks.
You're most welcome!
An inverted point of view when one is turned upside down. A lovey poem my friend and a fave
Again, many thanks.
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