Hope trumped last
a prisoner of death
A final capitulation
—devil’s ransom beset
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
No Favors
We do no favors
labeling genius
We do no favors
channeling the light
We do no favors
defining perfection
We do no favors
—questioning delight
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
Divided And Split
Do you have to do something
you loathe or then hate
To finance the thing
that you love
Do you plod to a tune
out of step and off key
To dance freely with what
comes from above
Do the moments you steal
and those stolen from you
Stand opposed or conjoined
at the hip
Are those times rare and precious
to freely aspire
Worth a life lived divided
—and split
(Train from White River Junction: March, 2016)
Love's Captive
Surrendering to love
—an imprisonment of joy!
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Kurt,
An Interesting thought
to ponder upon!
“We do no favors “
—...
~Laura~
Thanks
“We do no favors”
aiding and abetting
Kurt,
Just saw this little gem...
“Love’s Captive”...
My kind of imprisonment!
~Laura~
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