Kurt Philip Behm

Au Contraire (+3)

They come to me couplets,

they come to me tight

 

They come to me rhyming,

they come to me right

 

With lessened confusion,

more light in the air

 

All youthful illusions,

exposed,

     —‘au contraire’

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

 

 

Soul Unrehearsed

 

All life is a poem,

new stanza each day

 

The questions unreasoned,

leaves fall where they may

 

My story in long hand,

the seasons in verse

 

Discovery my Muse,

—with soul unrehearsed

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

 

 

 

Praying For Light

 

Always the mistress,

never the wife

 

Dessert that comes last,

motel in sight

 

Acting the courtesan,

children denied

 

Life in the shadows,

love that must hide

 

Everything borrowed,

everything loaned

 

Feelings on time-share,

never to own

 

Always a mistress,

never a wife

 

Married to darkness,

—praying for light

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

 

 

 

The Bricks You Lay

 

Is your house built out of certainty,

are the walls made thin or stout

 

Is your mind filled up with questions,

do you live in fear or doubt

 

Is your spirit free or servile,

is your will unchained or slave

 

Is your heart the trowel you build with,

and love,

—the bricks you lay

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

 



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