Kurt Philip Behm

Kurt Philip Behm Dec 2024

Paying hard
the money short
pockets empty
time aborts
A pound of flesh
bills remain
invoice closing
— sealed with pain

(Dreamsleep: December, 2024)

Kurt Philip Behm Nov 2024

Toll Gate

Hiding in
a shadow

The light
forever near

My world is
pothole bound

Restraining
hope with fear

Dirt roads
of my memory

Training wheels
unsure

Rolling forward
falling back

Beyond
— the lion’s roar

(Dreamsleep: November, 2024)

Kurt Philip Behm Nov 2024

The Fusion Of Time

If the past’s
not alive
The future
is dead

With memory
starving
Hope’s promise
unfed

What yesterday
gives us
Tomorrow
awaits

All hope
in the transfer
Of destiny’s
— fate

(The New Room: November, 2024)

Kurt Philip Behm Nov 2024

Dry Well

Writing
with my head
but
not my heart

My spirit
an orphan
alone
— and apart

(Dreamsleep: November, 2024)

Kurt Philip Behm Nov 2024

Nothing But Memories

Left
with nothing
but heartache
— we run from the pain

Left
with nothing
but promises
— the words in refrain

Left
with nothing
but yesterday
— tomorrow a lie

Left
with nothing
but memories
— a final goodbye

(The New Room: November, 2024)

Kurt Philip Behm Nov 2024

Wind Blown Sand

Time ...
the enigmatic
trap
we’re all caught within

(The New Room: November, 2024)

Kurt Philip Behm Nov 2024

Storm Seed

My slanguage
keeps the fire hot
my feet against the coals

My slanguage
what the critics hate
new venom to extol

My slanguage
whether read or sung
its message still the same

My slanguage
seeding my rebirth
— lost within the rain

(Dreamsleep: November, 2024)