Poems from Kurt Philip behm
Like wine
deep in the racks
poems
carefully age
Each of a
vintage
a time and a place
— labeled to consume
(The Rathskeller: July, 2015)
Tollgates on redemption road
calling out my name
Turnstiles of a fated past ...
exiting the blame
Looking back all fares are paid
new...
Jimi’s grand apology
hidden in the words
In lyrics of his soul’s lament
Mary’s name is heard
The Jacks are in their boxes
as midnight...
An enigma
wrapped in mystery
covered in secrets
risking hell
A legend
from the ages
bereft of sages
casting spells
The message...
The aftermath
of war …
the only
true peace
(Dreamsleep: April, 2024)