In the judgment of ghosts
my hope is retried
Forgiven or not
their will to decide
To ever move on
or be damned here to stay
To wander my failings
mistakes on display
They fly through my present
back into my past
Not missing a nuance
of slippage I’ve cast
Returning my sentence
their jury unhung
Pronouncing the verdict
— my fate zero sum
********
Memory Lingers
Impropriety
the soul of wit
Audacity
its memory lingers
Incongruity
the leak that drips
Banality
— its bee unstingered
*******
God’s Nation
At the country’s
bicentennial
I came
of age
A hard bitten
patriot
and liberty
sage
Two hundred
years won
through blood
will and pain
To shine
in the glory
God’s nation
— ordained
************
The Ivory Tower
Did you hear
your favorite student
when he spoke
his truth to power
Or when he challenged
what you said
high up
the ivory tower
Do you miss him now
that he has gone
into a world
unclaimed
And free of what
your words did spew
in pander
— false proclaimed
**********
Gears Enmesh
You can sulk
and brood
with Achilles heel
to sit detached in place
Or live in neutral
disengaged
to stay outside
the race
But one free choice
can change all that
to track uncovered
ground
When gears enmesh
to set you free
and turn your world
— around
(The New Room: June, 2026)
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Kurt Philip Behm (
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Another wonderful set of poems Kurt. Loved it
Thanks Soren.
My pleasure Kurt
Kurt, this really moved me. "The Judgment of Ghosts" hit especially hard. There are old voices and old memories that can linger far longer than we want them to, and you captured that struggle beautifully. Powerful work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
... and theyre hard to escape. Thanks
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