Poems from Kurt Philip behm
Upon reaching the top
I found a new bottom
Polarity shifts
once the apples are rotten
Direction a ruse
of misguided fruition
Where...
By courting with death
we validate life
The deeper the fall
— the sweeter the height
(El Capitan, Yosemite: June 2017)
There are only two kinds
of people
the Chilean poet said ...
the innocent
— and the living
(Dreamsleep: December, 2025)
The merciless poacher
his larceny quells
Shooting wherever
the desperate dwell
Leaving to rot
what his vengeance can’t steal
Stalking and...
Poetry ...
the desperate
exercise
of the socially wracked
Feigning with
words
what their confidence
lacks
Imploring
the reader
to embrace...