An Angels Hymn (+3)

Kurt Philip Behm

The light burns brightest,

that burns within

 

The embers warm,

as memory dims

 

That final verse,

an Angel’s hymn

 

The light burns brightest,

—that burns within

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

 

 

 

The Encore

 

Are you now denied all access

Has your ticket long been punched

Is your fear stuck in the alley

Intermezzo—out to lunch

 

Will you even see the picture

From the far end of the line

Would a curtain serve to raise your hopes

Can a loser ever shine

 

The doorman calls “It’s Showtime”

As the lights all start to dim

An usher cries “There’s One Seat Left”

You madly rush within

 

With eyes now strained in darkness

You find that one last chair

And on the stage, hope kisses fear,

—all encores yours to share

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

 

 

My Crutch

 

I’ve written now a thousand Poems,

in search of just that one

 

Each word to slay the demon time,

each phrase my soul undone

 

I’ve come so close a hundred nights,

to see but not to touch

 

Then left to limp between the lines,

 —their failure now my crutch

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

 

 

 

My Heart Now Rests

 

While not belonging anywhere,

beholden then to none

 

I spread me seeds upon the land,

I let my spirit run

 

I cast my lot into the air,

direction fate be known

 

And far beyond prevailing winds,

—my heart now rests atoned

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 1st, 2017 01:05
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Comments5

  • Goldfinch60

    That last seat will be waiting for me one day but hopefully a long time in the future. Good write.

  • willyweed

    another great one relevant to the masses. Nice Kurt

  • Tony36

    Wonderfully written and expressed Great write

  • Jooles

    Really enjoyed this

  • Augustus

    I bet you have written more than a thousand, there again I don't believe you are about the count. As always, inspired.

    • Kurt Philip Behm

      Thanks A—and you're right—my first two volumes of 'An Anthology Of Perception' are 1100 pages
      combined. Volumes 3 & 4 will be out by the end of this year and be another 1500 pages.

      You're also right in that I don't count but just feel blessed to be able to keep writing. The Poetry totally dominates the Prose. I have a book (finished) that I have to self-edit and then send to the editor. It's the 5th in 'The Sword Of Ichiban' series. I'm not complaining, but the verse is a bully when it comes to time.

      Thanks as always for reading.

      Kurt



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