Poems from Kurt Philip Behm
Christians killing Christians,
politics trumping God
The Axis dared, the Allies fared
—shared lineage facade
(Villanova Pennsylvania:...
Poetry travels
where Prose cannot go
To sleep with the stars,
by heaven aglow
Each new verse a planet,
orbiting round
An Epiphanous...
I don’t have to slay the dark,
my verse—the wolf unleashed
I don’t have to court the devil,
my words a sword unsheathed
I can live...
Poetry…
barbell of the written word
Resistance exercise
—for the status-quo
(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)
Paying for their own execution,
the collegians trod on
Trapped inside their smart cellular phones,
in groups, but still alone
The...