If Art …
is our connection to the senses
Then Poetry …
is our connection to the soul
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Crippled Mind
Labels,
crutch for the unenlightened
Support system,
for the crippled mind
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
My Mind To Go Back
The places I’ve travelled,
yet haven’t seen
The roads I’ve ridden,
while caught in-between
The mileage piled up,
memory lay stacked
Voices call distant,
—my mind to go back
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
First & Last
Truth, the first casualty
of war
Love, the last casualty
of truth
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: April 13th, 2017 08:50
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 13
Comments1
Great write
Thanks Tony. Happy Easter!
Welcome, Happy Easter
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