Thunder in the wind,
lightning on the plain
Glory in the moment
heaven to exclaim
Voices freed of bondage,
willful souls released
Stalking through the ages past
—hunting for the beast
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Distant meandering,
macro denial
the moment a slave
to eternity’s child
Caught on a tether,
all freedom a myth
the boundaries self-serving
with nothing at risk
The sum past the tally,
its measure unscored
the players outnumbered
their... – by KurtPhilipBehm | 9 Views added 2 years ago
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Nearly forgotten…
his name in the wind
to blow unattended
—direction at whim
(Dreamsleep: February,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 9 Views added 2 years ago
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Creating an exit,
my psyche expands
all locks have been opened,
no shrill reprimand
The light has rekindled,
my way again clear
a willful expression
—new freedom endeared
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Change what you did,
and I’ll change how I feel
You can’t change forever
denying what’s real
The fly’s in the ointment,
the die has been cast
This moment endemic
—predestined to last
(Dreamsleep: February, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 12 Views added 2 years ago
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Neither worth the breath
of one muted bard…
Nor worth the time
of a chance denial
(Dreamsleep: February,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 4 Views added 2 years ago
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A hole that can’t be filled
an ocean that can’t be crossed
a phrase that can’t be spun
inhaling your exhaust
The measure off the scale
the truant thrice reclassed
the memory twice forgotten
the die that’s never cast
A spider web unwoven
a... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 17 Views added 2 years ago
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Only a photograph
can truly stop time
framed in remembrance
—forever sublime
(Dreamsleep: February,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 19 Views added 2 years ago
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Collective self-consciousness,
the well where I draw
old voices and struggles
lie deep in its craw
What’s shared but unstated,
reflexively pawned
to borrow ungiven
the right to what’s wrong
Collective self-consciousness,
polarity’s friend
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Each line,
each phrase,
each spoken word,
a step toward…
the One
(The First Book Of Prayers: January, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 7 Views added 2 years ago
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Musing with Laura,
sleep is denied
Dreams wait unkindled
—darkness on fire
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 14 Views added 2 years ago
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Christened in the night
by rain
at the crossroads
Kissing each memory
that burns
—breathing his words again
(Hazlehurst Mississippi: October, 1975)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 7 Views added 2 years ago
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Bury the hurt
to get over the pain
As memory relines
with forgiveness again
Bury the past
for new light to break through
With darkness abandoned
—your spirit anew
(Las Vegas: January, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 11 Views added 2 years ago
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Turn out those horses
that came back without me
Honor their service
that carried me on
Turn out those horses
that strut in my absence
Dusted in silver
—my honor is strong
(Las Vegas: January, 2022)... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 4 Views added 2 years ago
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The genius of Robin Williams,
the prescience of Harry Nilsson
The magic of Brian Wilson,
the artistry of Nina Simone
Celebrity robbed them of their greatest gift,
the most treasured one of all
To live at peace within themselves
—a normal life... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 5 Views added 2 years ago
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Unsupported website…
wingless flightless bird
Distant echo of keystrokes past
—lost abandoned words
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)
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Daggers of enmity,
truth ill disposed
Faceless indemnity
—unspoken words
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)
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Not welcoming death
but befriending its shadow
whose blanket I wear
in this carrying wind
The brother to life
who spawned all existence
his eyes are my wings
—flying into the night
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)
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Can you grow old
with someone thirty years younger
Will you listen to music
without experiences attached
Can you look at her mother
and not see your old prom date
Will you laugh at her jokes
with the punch line unknown
Can you watch her... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 6 Views added 2 years ago
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Rodeo Poet,
bronc riding Sage
Arena unbridled
—dallies unfrayed
(Las Vegas: December, 2021)
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Your arms around a memory,
your heart around the past
your hope around tomorrow’s wish
—your present to recast
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)
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It’s always been different
and always the same
it’s all been anonymous
and all had a name
It’s had no beginning
and having no end
the truth lost in playing
this game of pretend
The magic in giving,
what’s been taken is lost
the price of... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 11 Views added 2 years ago
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You can’t fill your dry spots
out of a whisky bottle
Or chase away demons
with a dirty needle
Or change the future
pointing the finger of blame
The freedom within you
—the power to change
(The New Room: January, 2022)
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Tonight, I became my youngest son,
my oldest son now gone
My youth reframed, new joy proclaimed,
a lost returning song
Tonight, I became that little boy,
whose playpen sets me free
All toys reclaimed, no further blame
—to enter joyfully
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The only one along this road…
riding shotgun through my mind
Tomorrow waits for someone else,
lost wanderings consigned
Forgetting what the moment augurs,
living in the past
Confirming what I’m most afraid of
—behind whoever’s last
(The... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 5 Views added 2 years ago
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Your memory found me wordless,
too mute to carry on
Trapped between old verbs and nouns,
silence for a song
With love a distant haunting,
we mime a tragic vow
What once we had… the good, the bad
—this quietude abounds
(Dreamsleep:... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 4 Views added 2 years ago
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Hard to love
—harder to know
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)
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You can burn a book,
but never burn its truth
The flames sear the meaning,
tattooed at the root
Dousing this sacrilege,
my felony went untried
Escaping with the Muse in tow
—a fugitive decried
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)
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What’s in a photograph
in reference to time
The events as portrayed
or what they call to mind
Focused on tomorrow,
the picture is lame
Its history frozen
—the future unframed
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)
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Religion
a prison…
to fence and restrain
Spoken
or written…
it tries to contain
What can’t
be conscripted
or coveted pure
The Presence
as given
—freely endures
(The First Book Of Prayers: January, 2022).
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The future hung desperately on to the past,
like a pilot fish to a whale
Swimming through the current of times gone by,
lost moments were impaled
The seconds ticked down, day blacker than night,
intention in denial
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The beginning and ending
are easy to see
The middle much harder
and masked by degree
It moves and it changes
from angle and scope
To keep you uneasy
—and married to hope
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)
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Hiding between imprisoned lines,
a fugitive of verse
turning my back on pleadings made,
musings that amerce
The lengthy sentence of my mind,
fleeing my recall
to leave the spoken word confined
—released to scale the wall
(Dreamsleep:... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 13 Views added 2 years ago
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To run from today
or hide from tomorrow,
the ultimate hunter,
time waiting downwind
Each day a stalking,
your tracks to betray you,
escape out of season
—the wolf closing in
(Sacandaga Lake, New York: January, 2022)
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“Replay the riff in G,”
Robby said to Ray
“Come in a half beat behind,”
they both said to John
Then the three looked at Jim who said…
“Lay it all down,
turn it all over,
and pull it all back”
(8901 West Sunset Boulevard: West Hollywood... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 4 Views added 2 years ago
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Is there something unwanted
or even decried
that lives in the bottom
of all you’ve despised
to weep when you’re happy
the prefect of tears
confusing the moment
defying the years
its magic conscripting
new days into night
trapping what’s... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 4 Views added 2 years ago
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That pit in my soul…
a space left unfilled
The harder I struggle,
the deeper it drills
Its emptiness constant,
dominion unsure
A puppet on tethers,
with vacuum secured
One choice left unspoken,
whose die never cast
To reach through... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 9 Views added 2 years ago
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Sleeping inside my fury,
the predators keep away
Passing downwind of my ire,
seeking lesser prey
My strength is wrapped around me,
no more armor do I need
The fangs of lions, bears, and wolves,
break upon my sleeve
My campfire roars in... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 20 Views added 2 years ago
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Shedding a final tear
from the cellar of my pain
The walls close in the sorrow
imprisoning me again
Breathing a final sigh
into a memory you forget
My words trapped into silence
—alone with my regret
(The New Room: January, 2022)
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If a million people read your work,
or possibly just one
What then will change, the numbers feign
—result still zero-sum
(The New Room: January, 2022)
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I’m running out of money,
but I’ve still got some time
and only just one question
…can you lend me a dime
My dollars spent on something
that quarters can’t divide
my nickels for what’s come and gone
…can you lend me a dime
Tomorrow comes... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 10 Views added 2 years ago
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Using the intellect
to understand God
A circle unending
no light in the fog
Our mind like a hammer
to pry and to nail
Constrained by our motion
and destined to fail
But deep in our essence
that we’ve named the soul
A voice is there... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 7 Views added 2 years ago
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He outlived his father
to outlive himself
The shadow he chased
—an ace left undealt
(Dreamsleep: January, 2022)
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I hate the business of writing
the commerce of word craft
the tedium of publishing
the deadlines imposed
I hate the word count
the editing and proofing
the book signing travel
and agents exposed
I hate the promotion
each workshop and... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 6 Views added 2 years ago
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Does your writing lack power,
is it merely verbose,
as you labor line to line
Is the message red meat
or a vegan’s delight,
its essence so defined
Each word as an arrow
that strikes for the heart,
its tip to preordain
The strength... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 7 Views added 2 years ago
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It’s not about what’s right…
but about who has the power
to dictate what’s right
(University Of Pennsylvania: January,... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 5 Views added 2 years ago
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Somewhere West of where he was,
and East of where he’d been
The mountains called their distant cry,
a pleading heard within
The alpine air, the red-tailed hawk,
their spirits hail his name
To thence return, the past on fire
—his freedom to... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 15 Views added 2 years ago
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Oftentimes, what doesn’t get said
—makes the loudest sound
(Hotel Majestic Saigon, Vietnam: January, 2014)
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Hear…
before speaking the words
unwritten
Speak…
after writing the words
unheard
(Hotel Majestic Saigon, Vietnam: January, 2014)
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No people or culture
lack the knowledge of God,
no matter how tribal
or famed
A Buddhist, Swahili,
a Mayan or Jew,
His message embedded,
ingrained
Those willing to listen
and heed to His call,
a power within
drives them on
Until... – by Kurt Philip Behm | 6 Views added 2 years ago
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