Poems from Kurt Philip Behm
“Truth before beauty,”
the Sage said with a scowl
“Aesthetics a vacuum,
devoid of its howl
“The beauty of truth
is that truth stands...
Intention is to fact,
as water is to ice
Its truth in transformation
—the naughty and the nice
(Dreamsleep: September, 2019)
Regurgitant youth,
digestive age
All life a buffet,
serving up on the page
Chew before swallowing,
savor each piece
That first you...
Is honor sum total,
or dolled out by degree
Can it live through confusion,
and your failings to be
Are those moments of weakness,
made...
Gripping the meteor,
both hands for dear life
Expelling, compelling,
less heat and more light
Afraid to let go,
knowing what it will...