Forever To Hide
You’ll never escape
a bad memory
when it’s buried deep inside
It’s hard to run away
from the ‘stalker’
in dark moments that reside
Within to keep you captive
your soul
indentured and restrained
Forever to hide
from what lives to prey
— on what you cannot change
(Dreamsleep: March, 2026)
Though Tattered And Torn
Many salute
before the flag
some will turn their backs
Many will bleed
to keep it flying
some let it go slack
Many fight ...
Old Glory tattered
some avoid the fray
Many will die
within its folds
some — their hearts betray
(Martha Browns Woods: March, 2026)
A Darkened Sprit
With Satan’s
vow
He damned
his soul
Denying
God
His fate
ran cold
Blessings
offered
Turned
away
A darkened
spirit
His will
— conveyed
(Dreamsleep: March, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Three good ones today Kurt the first personal and internal the second a question of to whom one owes loyalty and the third religious but maybe not. If God was the president for whom one did not vote would he have the right to imprison you for voicing your beliefs?
Thanks. If God were President, it would not even be a question.
You are most welcome Kurt
Kurt, this hits with a dark, steady weight…each piece feels like it’s pressing inward rather than reaching out. There’s something restrained but heavy in all three, especially that sense of being trapped within what can’t be escaped. It lingers. Strong work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Again, with many thanks.
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