Living
a dream ...
Reality
orphaned
Time in a
capsule
Sealed away
from our view
Embracing
the crowd
Shunning
the critic
Poseurs
retreating
To hide in
the queue
Moving
each soul
To joy
or to terror
Art
holding sway
Over darkness
and light
Onward
we move
Immune
to convention
And cresting
the hill
Our spirits
— take flight
(Dreamsleep: July, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments5
A lovely poem Kurt nicely written my friend
Thanks again.
another fine write
Thanks Norman.
most welcome
Kurt, I absolutely enjoyed this. The movement from quiet reflection into confidence unfolds so naturally, and the whole piece carries an uplifting energy without ever feeling forced. It left me with the sense that creativity has a way of carrying us beyond the limits we place on ourselves. Beautiful work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Your commentary is always like a poem ... 🙂
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