Hope Redeemed
Moving
from one side
of my pain
to the other
Relief
is denied
new anguish
uncovered
To live
in the present
and torture
my dreams
The end
now is welcomed
where hope
— may redeem
*****
Harmony Pure
The music
of verse
when left
unrehearsed
Cries out
from within
One voice
to begin
It starts
with an echo
left buried
inside
That looks
for an exit
no longer
to hide
To reshape
the words
with a
harmony pure
Exalting
the heavens
in melody’s
— lure
*****
Death Reminds
Self-anointed
dreamer
Timothy Treadwell
crossed the line
That reason
draws before us
to ignore it
death reminds
That time
is in its favor
with every step
we take
To trespass
nature’s balance
is to tempt
— the jaws of fate
*****
Writing More
I write in the wild
away from the crowd
The flight of an eagle
intrepid and proud
I cover my footsteps
so others stay back
Alive in each moment
the future attacked
To open the cosmos
and close the back door
Venturing inward
— the pathway secured
*****
Om
Beyond this place
a dragon
Outside your reach
it spoils
Where Satan hides
his demons
And memory
recoils
There’s one remote
oasis
Within this world
of pain
That drowns
the serpent’s fire
Its mantra
— in refrain
*****
Rest In Peace
I guess I won
I outlived them all
My critics and pundits
buried et all
Their ire and praises
sleep in the ground
Their target still breathing
— words to expound
*****
The Moment Reborn
Everybody
has to be somewhere
Everyone
lives self-proclaimed
Every endowment
a moment reborn
Every time
— every day
(Dreamsleep: June, 2026)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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Another great group of poems Kurt the one that hit the hardest was Rest in peace. It made me smile and whether it was the poet or poem that outlived it makes no difference. Well done Kurt
Thanks. Every so often I take a shot back at the critics, who to me aren't worth
the space they take up.
Great weekend!
Kurt, this is one heck of a collection. What struck me is how each piece feels like a distilled thought...small in size, yet carrying surprising weight. From pain and hope to nature and mortality, there is a reflective quality running through all of them. Really enjoyed spending time with these, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
It's amazing how you can organically string them together.
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