Poems from Kurt Philip Behm
The older
I get
the simpler
it seems
Each day
growing freer
divorced from
my dreams
Each year
brings the seasons
of Summer
through...
The loss of
each simple
thing
hurting the most
When drama
subsides
and time slows
to its worst
Your shadow
still living
inside of my
pain...
Sebastian
couldn’t live
without saving
the walls
His paint
covering over
dire messages
scrawled
All passersby
witnessed
each canvas...
What stays
unwritten
silence claims
forever
— to remain unchanged
(Dreamsleep: May, 2025)
Not so much
a lie
with little
truth to tell
Not so much
goodbye
with greetings
gone to hell
Not so much
romance
with feelings
dead or...