A Changing Stew

Kurt Philip Behm

I’m predisposed to Italian food,

even when it’s bad

 

I’d rather live in a period house,

old windows poorly clad

 

I tend to favor contact sports,

over all the other kind

 

My mind was trained to like these things,

though better I would find

 

It wasn’t out of malice,

or a sense that I was best

 

I drank the open chalice,

never beating on my chest

 

With time my views have broadened,

and my edges softened too

 

My life a jambalaya,

—and the truth a changing stew

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

 

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 21st, 2017 08:52
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Comments2

  • Louis Gibbs

    Interesting, isn't it, how time has a way of changing how we view the world! Good write, Kurt.

    • Kurt Philip Behm

      ..... and if we\'re lucky—keep changing. I think Judy Collins sang about this years ago.

      🙂

    • FredPeyer

      A beautiful way to describe the changes we go through as we get older. Nice poem!



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