The friendly enemy,
or enemy friend
What matters the difference,
or need to pretend
Either stabbed in the front,
or knifed in the back
The wound just as fatal,
in either attack
Blood given freely,
or blood taken dark
Veins running empty,
leading back to the heart
To face it undaunted,
or preyed from the rear
Deaths twins will approach,
—on the tip of one spear
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)
If
If wishes were dreams,
—eternity could sleep
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: February 1st, 2017 11:33
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 26
Comments2
Your poems are so poignant... they keep you thinking and reflecting... no nature stuff here, but raw really in verses. Excellent!
Thanks RR. I try to leave a partially unanswered message. Always great
hearing from you.
Kurt
Beautifully written loved it
Thanks so much, BQ
Kurt
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