I’ve looked and watched
you turn away
Seeing things
you’ve long denied
I grabbed the lion
by his mane
Staring through
the devil’s eye
I bought
a one-way ticket
While never
looking back
I’ve sailed and searched
the roughest seas
My rigging
often slack
I gave away
all that I had
And asked for
nothing more
I played the game
and damned the rules
Rejecting
any score
I stole my fate back
from the wind
Which blew
from side to side
And asking once
my only wish...
—to leave this world alive
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)
Veracity's Child
There’s a great luxury
in telling the truth
A richness verbatim
no lies to refute
A strength of conviction
beyond substance and style
Through the ages adopted
—veracity’s child
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Kurt,
These two poems continued to call me to read them over and over! I finally understood why!
Their Brilliance blinded me until I closed my eyes and then...
~Laura~
Perfect ! Thanks Laura
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