Promises Kept

Kurt Philip Behm

The music—my music

Gets better with age

Each sound calling out

A heartbeat

Every lyric

A memory fulfilled

The notes draw me inward

Remembering what was lost

With each rhythm

A new direction

In each harmony

 —a promise kept

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2018)

 

Final Torch

 

With days becoming short

 the light is growing dim

 

My eyes no longer search

 this vow my final hymn

 

Its message splits the air

 a flight with no return

 

The journey to within

 —one final torch to burn  

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2018)

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 27th, 2018 09:35
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