Nobility,
in debt to all virtue
—on loan to the truth
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)
Slipping Away
The notion of time
a potion sublime
A bottomless pit
the physicists fit
Today or tomorrow
the future or past
As your arms wrap around it
—your hands lose their grasp
(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)
Waiting For Rain
Identity,
Born from a kernel of inheritance
Planted deep within a furrow of pain
Growing in the light of new discovery
Reseeding itself
—waiting for the rain
(My Son Trystan & I: May, 2016)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Kurt,
Love it!
Short and sweet with a
HUGE message!
~Laura~
Thanks so much!
My pleasure!
Books shipped today (USPS Priority), delivery
Thursday 7/19 🙂
My sincere thanks!
I’m looking forward to
their arrival!
The other novels will be brought to me tomorrow by my friend who ordered them for me!
Lawless: I have a 14 year old Lab (Colby), who has been attached to my hip (chair)
since he was born.
I know his days are short, and I'm enjoying every day.
Kurt
Kurt,
“Waiting For Rain”...
Your amazing word choice for this poem transcends our general understanding of procreation!
EXTRAORDINARY!
~Laura~
Honored, thanks Laura!
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