Some writers say
with their words
something new
Others
juxtapose
what before has been hewn
One values time
for its presence
today
One counts
each minute
like bales of old hay
Words of
redemption
words of regret
Freedom
inherent
— born of intent
(Dreamsleep: April, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments3
Nicely said, your words reflect on how different writers approach their craft, the value of each moment, and the inherent freedom that comes with intentionality in expression.
You said it better than me, thanks.
your welcome
Kurt, there’s a real balance in this…between what’s created and what’s carried forward, between living time and counting it. It feels grounded and reflective without overreaching. Well written. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thanks again, TR.
The intent seen in words and style still lies beneath the surface. Well written my friend it flows well and leaves its message in rhyme.
Thanks again for your kind comments.
You are always most welcome my friend your poems are a pleasure to read
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