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,


     —‘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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