Poems from Kurt Philip Behm
The Gypsy jumped from car to car,
never getting off the train
In Davenport through morning fog,
the old town looked the same
The...
Running in circles,
spinning in place
Everywhere at once
—nowhere at all
(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)
I abhor…
bigotry,
dishonesty,
hate and
disloyalty,
bias
and jealousy,
misogyny
and tyranny
But more than anything
I hate weakness in all...
Ships pass in the dark,
so near yet so far
A hair’s breadth away
—eternity preys
(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)
For those who will listen,
and those who can hear
For those it will matter
—your words to endear
(Dreamsleep: April, 2020)