Your wishes
half empty
Your hopes are
half full
Chameleons
perspective
Hell bent
on the view
Tomato
tomatto
Once sliced
are the same
The pulp
left to ripen
Regardless
of name
Those blessings
upon you
Accepted
or not
Define
a new vista
uncooked
in the pot
When leaving
to enter
Once piercing
the veil
The end
comes in
focus
— a butterfly’s tale
(Dreamsleep: August, 2026)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments2
Fanciful in its wording it weaves back and forth over the line of reality. Nicely done with a great rhyme. Well done my friend
Thanks Soren.
Always welcome Kurt
Kurt, what a thoughtful piece. The movement from perspective and perception toward transformation feels natural throughout, and I especially appreciated the butterfly image at the close. It brings everything together with a quiet sense of hope and renewal. Wonderful write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Very kind words again, thanks.
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