I don’t need flowers,
  to have a garden

I just need seeds,
  where promise blossoms

I don’t need pieces,
  to solve a puzzle

I just need words,
  their teeth unmuzzled

I don’t need time,
  its grand illusion

I just need space,
  re-entry’s fusion

I don’t need liars,
  defying reason

I just need truth
 —my faith in season

(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2017)
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Kurt Philip Behm

Longtime writer with eleven books in publication. Three of them Poetry. : The Death Of The Playground : The Sword Of Ichiban : Searching For Crazy Horse : Darkening Sun : An Anthology Of Perception-Vol's 1 & 2 : After Midnight : Sammy And Bumpers : The Fall City Mandate : Revenge Along The War Trail : Death from The Sky more…

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