Poems from Kurt Philip behm
Embers of the past… fire inside my memory, cinders of time —ashes in the wind (The New Room: June, 2021)
Yesterday inside my head —tomorrow in my heart (Dreamsleep: June, 2021)
Voices have a color like anger or happiness, shouting from the rainbow in palettes of sound Voices have a color like red, blue, or green,...
Writers… gatekeepers to the past —prophets of tomorrow (The New Room: June, 2021)
Blaming the innocent… a form of insanity Armed with good intention —reproaching the night (Dreamsleep: June, 2021)