Empty Road Signs
Time takes on
a dimension
only time can understand
It’s a long long way
from being lost
to anywhere
The present stays
uncharted
like the fulcrum of a dream
Tomorrow
an empty road sign
— its message to portend
***
Turning The Latch
Is anything more prescient
than a window
open wide
Awaiting sun
or moonlight
and the wind that blows outside
Its latch when turned
inviting
unlocked it puts in play
The ingress
and the egress
— of every passing day
***
We All Share
There’s a comfort
in dying
that death can’t provide
Assured
of an ending
where conflict subsides
We all share
in common
the end of the road
Where time
has no meaning
— pain left to implode
(Dreamsleep: May, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Your poems often present an intellectual challenge for me to interpret, and I hope I have correctly understood the intended meaning of this particular piece, which required some time to figure out. The central idea of your poems revolves around the concepts of time, existence, and mortality. It explores the tension between the uncertainty of life and the inevitability of death, emphasizing the human experience of navigating through uncharted territories of life and the solace that can be found in acknowledging our shared fate.
Accurately insightful, thanks.
Hard to say which is a favorite today all three touch me. The first of time the second of window's metaphor for all to enter and leave and the last death or departing from pain and strife. Nicely done Kurt
Thanks so much for reading, Soren.
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