Through The Keyhole Darkly

Kurt Philip Behm

Through the keyhole darkly,
he could now remember his name

Through the keyhole darkly,
his medicine kicked in once again

Through the keyhole darkly,
he knew his daughter by her face

Through the keyhole darkly,
he was back at home in his space

Through the keyhole darkly,
his dog was closely by his side

Through the keyhole darkly,
his eyes though saddened, opened wide

Through the keyhole darkly,
her voice unwrapped the precious gift

Through the keyhole darkly,
a love once anchored, set adrift

Through the keyhole darkly,
he felt the light begin to dim

Through the keyhole darkly,
his markers fade, his reference thin

Through the keyhole darkly,
the killer thief arrives once more

Through the keyhole darkly,
  all loss of self—a closing door

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2016)

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 4th, 2016 10:40
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  • Christina8

    That's a sad poem but you manage to do it with grace and beauty!

    • Kurt Philip Behm

      Thanks, Christina. Alzheimers is a tragic disease (the worst in my mind). As a Poet, just imagine if your memory was taken from you?

    • Augustus

      I love the reverence to the door key hold that opens briefly and the mind works but only in the limited capacity of a small hole and not the whole door.



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