Windows

Kurt Philip Behm

Only Hope

 

Some come by it

early

Some come by it

late

Some forever

waiting

Hope

— their only fate

 

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Vanity Yields

 

Only as virtuous

as your

opinions

 

Only as

prescient

as today

 

Only as

righteous

as vanity yields

 

Only as

honest

— as honesty prays

 

**********

 

 

Alan Freed Remembered ...

 

What better expression

or symbol of freedom

— than American Rock & Roll

 

**********

  

Not Without

 

No love

without hope

No hope

without faith

 

No faith

without credence

No credence

— without truth

 

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More

 

There’s more

to tomorrow

than chasing elephants

in the mist

 

More

to each moment

than history

 enlists

 

There’s more

to our joy

than lost sorrow

can deign

 

And more

to the truth

than facts

— can explain

 

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Passage To India

 

Watching myself

transit

the future

and past

Lost in the

moment

transcendent

— at last

 

*********

 

New Verbiage

 

When you walk

different

You talk

different

Each step

a new high

To carry you forward

beyond getting by

 

Releasing

new verbiage

The vowels

in command

Uplifting

your message

That strutting

— commands

 

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Piercing The Moment

 

Hearing myself

think

Sounds piercing

the moment

Staking each

memory

Deep into

— my heart

 

********

 

To Cover And Hide

 

Reduced

to adapt

with my life

on the run

 

Shade

blocks the light

my back

to the sun

 

Retreat

is my cadence

to cover

and hide

 

A fugitive

victim

of self

— genocide

 

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My Lettered Vocation

 

With every mistake

the smarter I get

Those things that I gift

enriching me yet

The quietest moments

the loudest refrain

My lettered vocation

— new words to ordain

 

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Walking The Divide

 

Between

darkness and light

truth often hides

Betraying

its motives

to walk the divide

 

Not daylight

or shadow

it lies in between

Our lost

indecision

and chasing

— the dream

 

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Song Beatific

 

Silence

conscripted

Truth

to proclaim

Verses

on high

Forever

ordain

 

Angels

in chorus

Cherubs

to sing

A song

beatific

Eternity’s

— hymn

 

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Windows

 

Words

 be expansive

New truth

to avow

Windows

to open

Affirming

— the now

 

********

 

Fouling The Air

 

A pox on the dilettante

gilding the weed

Fouling the air

— each breath that they breathe

 

********

 

 

Evidencia

 

Never explain

lost in refrain

The meaning inherent

— for readers to claim

 

(Dreamsleep: June, 2026)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 16th, 2026 10:39
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    Your poems are presenting a growing challenge for me, yet I'm exerting my utmost effort to translate them accurately. They seem to be increasing in length. Your poem explores abstract concepts such as hope, truth, faith, and the human experience. It delves into the multifaceted nature of existence, emphasizing the complexity of emotions and perceptions while navigating life's journey. The poem highlights the interplay between light and darkness, knowledge and ignorance, and the inherent struggles individuals face. Each section reflects on different aspects of life, from the pursuit of truth to the transcendent moments that define our experiences.



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