Kurt Philip Behm's Poems

Here's the list of poems submitted by Kurt Philip Behm  —  There are currently 2520 poems total — keep up the great work!

Wisdom's Tooth

A young poet is to an older man As an old poet is to a younger man When young then old, when old then young The future borrowed, the past twice sung The old man’s knowledge, the young man’s youth To bite the deepest —with wisdom’s tooth (Vil...

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Nulla Universitas

Behind ivy thoughts and mortared speech, my soul cannot be bought As I worship freely deep within —the truth forever caught (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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Raison D

Dimension, Stretching itself Reaching the unknown Feeling what can’t be felt Unnumbered Not counted or named Para-atomic Time abandoned Intention free Returning without Returning within, Dimension (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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Exposed

Does verse reveal the litter That left strewn, clogs up your mind Does poetry uncover What the prose tries best —to hide (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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One Last Line

The older I get, the more dear words become The shorter the days, the deeper streams run With time closing in, I seek poems and rhymes Into the twilight —for that last magic line (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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Surrounding Our Being

Is consciousness God… his church the sublime As we look incorrectly, ever hoping to find His very existence, the womb that enwraps Surrounding our being —all sentience trapped (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

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Twin Pillars Of Fate

Too good for himself, and the place he was in His lover reminded, before leaving in sin Her path was left open, her exit his gate To stay or to leave —twin pillars of fate (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

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The Cosmos Expands

You can forever buy in, without hanging on The moment anointed, to reign till it’s gone There’s a time to hold tight, and a time to let go Veracity final, in what it now shows When that comes in question, the cosmos expands New truth taking o...

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Defiling The Unknown

There’s no bigger threat than what’s still left to know Its backbone religion, as it sits on its throne What cannot be stated and proven as fact Evangelists kidnap and wear on their backs With prophecy wrapped in their folly misled What’s sti...

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Disavowed

Neither left wing nor right conservative or liberal, he goes about his day Living outside the parameters of deception, hell in heavens way While living as dead he vanquishes time, each moment present now Defying your judgment refusing to choose...

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Neither Borrower Nor Lender Be

The past is left in mourning, the future still unknown The present disavows them both, not borrowed—never loaned (Dreamsleep: August, 2019)

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Imprisoned

In the commercial age, money captures time Depleting awareness —a prison unto itself (Dreamsleep: August, 2019)

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Times Shadow

His final words to the mirror… “You must now set me free” All time a reflection —of what’s never to be (Dreamsleep: August, 2019)

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Optimus Amicus

Is your best friend a dog, a thesaurus is mine As yours wags its tail —mine forever sets me free (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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Muted Sirens

To recite it in a Poem, or sing it loud and strong Their union an espousal, one by measure, one by song Division cast adrift, muted sirens fold their wings This moment reinvented —words and melody one thing (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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Renewed Wishes

Blue skies glisten, the morning sun kisses A Robin announcing the day The sweetness of spring, to all lovers it brings Renewed wishes —the fresh promise of May (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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Eternity Unknown

Did you try to take it with you, did you really think you could Did your journey end abruptly, as you never thought it would Are those things that you acquired, much of comfort to you now Are those dreams left uninspired, parked on someone else...

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Doubt Betrayed

Is it in the heart Or in the eyes For all you see To then despise Is it anger first Or love at last Can you judge the future By the past Does the meaning change With every choice Your words return Another’s voice Last wish you make One vow to pray...

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Our Presents Lay

What determines genius… an endowment or a choice Is there destiny in all of us, waiting for a voice Is to reject your epiphany, most used as an excuse By those who pull the shades down low, the darkness theirs to choose Was Van Gogh so enlight...

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Orphaned Moments

Do your lies hold as hostage, every truth you never told Has your heart become a stranger, to the wishes it unfolds Is your past if then forsaken, free at last of its own self Orphaned memories never spoken —orphaned moments never felt (Villan...

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Love's Reality—Unreal

Your lies much more exciting, than any truth you never told Stolen moments of pure delight, the future your cuckold Touch betrays what your eyes still hide, my dreams you come to steal As your body moves with time divorced, love’s reality—unrea...

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Devil's Talk

The threshold of lies is hearsay The jailer and killer —of truth (Devil’s Tower: July, 2019)

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Past That Place

If words were notes upon a score, would the melody play beyond… Each phrase a chord, each line a hymn, each paragraph a song If words could sing harmonic, as their letters drift away Would music take you past that place —words now force you t...

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To Rebegin

As you age and days get shorter, do you reach out for the source Whether family, friends, or lover, is the pull a constant force Is the attraction of returning, going home to shed your sins The final stage in your progression —to refresh and re...

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The Devil's Smile

A pat on the back, smoke up the rear Shake with both hands —perdition is near (Dreamsleep: August, 2019)

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Voices Silenced

Rushing waters, bleeding hearts Autumn winds, the past departs Voices silenced, the coming rain Ice forming —to freeze the pain (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

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Fear Stalks The Night

Making sense of it all… our grandest myth Wisdom born of age, bleeding youth’s betrayal Questions dry unvarnished, cold naked in the night Darker darks reface the cliff, all edges sharper cut Two images, clearer than before, preying in deadly ...

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To Rise Above

Closer to words than I am to people Meaning, in place of love Heart felt recital, truant revival In script —to rise above (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

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His Shadow

You don’t have to die to linger in hell You don’t have to go hungry to starve You don’t need the darkness to find yourself blind While the devil —his shadow endures (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

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Time's Grip

Trapped inside a wasteland, dying inch by inch Slave inside a rusted heart, feelings chained then lynched Later now than yesterday, earlier than goodbye Spooled like thread that can’t be sewn, the needle asking why But time contorts, reversing...

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Treasure Heaven Sent

Wrapped inside a moment, reasons tied the bow Excuses thrown into the trash, where wasted pleadings go The gift of time majestic, when given free of tense A present there beneath your tree —its treasure heaven sent (Villanova Pennsylvania: Aug...

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To Be

A raging success or colossal failure Anything else —isn’t worth your time (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

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Set Free

Honoring our history, respect must be shown The present uncertain, the future unknown The past our foundation, the roots to our tree The key that unlocks us —our spirits set free (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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To Himself

Famous only to himself, his legacy waits A servant of the moment —time left to abate (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

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Hidden Jewels

One can be too many, a hundred not enough When truth battles fear —all diamonds in the rough (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

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If It's Not One Thing...

First it was rain and then it was snow, if it’s not one thing it’s another Once in the dark and now in the know, if it’s not one thing it’s another The journey long, the destination obscured, if it’s not one thing it’s another Redemption the pr...

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Renewed

Squeezing out a different meaning, with each new moment passed The choices honed, all time dethroned —no instant first or last (Mackinac City Michigan: July, 2019)

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Spring

Did you not love, as flame the fire, when springtime came in view Your soul to task, no futures past —the world again anew (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

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A Poet's Gift

The most precious gift a Poet gets —true knowledge of himself (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

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A Cowboy Never...

A Cowboy never says goodbye, it’s not in his nature A Cowboy never says goodbye, the prairie his teacher A Cowboy never says goodbye, the wind his closest friend A Cowboy never says goodbye —his heart to only lend (Hays City Kansas: August, 2019)

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Coming Back

In the middle of nowhere… the center of it all Coming back to my beginning —one choice to recall (Fargo North Dakota: August, 2019)

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Through Tears

She wiped the tears from the eyes of tomorrow Her present uncovered —her vision refound (Superior Wisconsin: August, 2019)

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The Edge Of Tomorrow

A Poet sits on the edge of tomorrow, waiting for today Notebook in hand, new words to command —what time has yet to say (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

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The Wind To Know

Lost in the miles, lost in the smiles, the road calls out my name Throttle in hand, a beckoning land, no two days then the same Direction unmapped, my nose to attack, what’s never been before Fate rides ahead, making my bed —the wind to know fo...

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Beyond All

Within the depths of all I fear, a voice holds me at bay And clears a path, my soul to roam, to stumble on its way The darkness lures, a light unshone, new words to keep me strong As legend steals what fact denies —beyond all right or wrong (V...

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Last Message

Death courting life… inextricably entwined Most star crossed of lovers their hatred of time Death courting life… new beginning at the end Last promise to make —final message to send (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

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All Within

Poetry is a journey… each word life’s misstep When placing them together, one voice binds and sets Its map inside a puzzle, to point beyond the wind A road that’s never ending —all travelers within (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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That Haunting Voice

From deep in the shadows of Tin Pan Alley, the Sage called out my name With a voice that haunted and eyes concealed —she made her only claim (New York City: West 28th Street- March 2017)

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From The Muse...

Abuse yourself if you must My Son, but you are never to mistreat your words “Untainted they connect your feelings and thoughts —your true legacy still unheard” (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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Writer

The only way to become a writer —is to write (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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Forever To Deceive

Step out from behind your ego, see what others see An imperfect vacuum caught in time, a drum with empty beat The mirror lies habitual, to pose as your best friend A single letter does conspire, whose “I,” your will portends That monetary ward...

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Living For Today

Living within our given time, happiness —a present state of mind (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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To Guide And Delight

My reality secure from the attacking winds Sheltered by experience, a fortress hard won Neither fortune nor danger can force their way in All entrance is barred, a mystery respun An Eden contained, in a legend foretold Where peace and solitud...

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Two Thoughts From Before

Mankind Alone Reality… humanity’s myth (Des Moines Iowa: January, 1992) Samsara The music of the soul… is truth (Des Moines Iowa: January, 1992)

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Heavenly Sham

With every religion… to share in the blame Masking out God, in costumes of shame Seeking to own what they can’t understand A covetous folly —a heavenly sham (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

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That Look Remains

There’s a look… That look In a persons eyes, When they’ve Transcended Nationality and race, Social position And wealth In silent visits They come to pray, Their bodies No longer Controlling their spirit, But that look, That look —remains (Villan...

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Standing Alone

Can you have without owning Can you embrace what’s on loan Can you give without taking Can your love —stand alone (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2019)

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Tomorrows Past

It’s not about your last move… it’s about your next move Forget about tomorrows past —and live your dream today (Wheeling West Virginia: July, 2019)

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Made Of Stone

Saying goodbye, never saying hello All doors locked behind me —their keys made of stone (Indianapolis Indiana: July, 2019)

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Forever Waiting Unknown

The West changes you… its wind blowing distant and near A promise you had always meant to keep A feeling better gifted than kept A memory forever waiting —unknown (Limon Colorado: July, 2019)

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Zion National Park

Where words end —Zion begins (Zion National Park: July, 2019)

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Once Breathless

Our love has gone from hard cover to soft The words between us typed, no longer scribed The moments counted, that once were thrown breathless in the wind Our feelings stilted —with words to just describe (Kanab Utah: July, 2019)

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Dancing In The Meadows

Forests of green call beyond the darkness Where rivers flow and verdant colors rhyme Our hopes and wishes dancing in the meadows Calling us to a new —and better time (Kanab Utah: July, 2019)

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Free & Clear

Searching for, not running from My mind clear —and spirit free (Page Arizona: July, 2019)

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Itinerantur

Begging for space Borrowing a feeling Stealing a memory Beartooth Pass: July 22, 2019

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The Source

Before I started asking, I was too busy living The questions still in limbo —the answers undefined (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2019)

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At Last

Writing the words, owning the words Prisoners and Minstrels, sentences heard Writing the words, owning the past Chains coming off —freedom at last (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2019)

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Truth Still Ends

Were you at one with yourself while writing it Did the beginning have an end Did each word describe, or then inflame What light can only bend Did you gag on meaning bundled Were you trapped behind its door Were you—are you self-professed Do...

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Only One

Can you experience a lifetime, inside of a minute Can you say with one word, what used to take a book Can you thank those you love, with just one smile Can you see the truth in everything —with only one look (Dreamsleep: July, 2019)

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Or Both

Did you do it, Did you write about it —or both (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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Headed West

In the darkness last night, I heard Crazy Horse call The wind through the willows, new horse in my stall His words my direction, the hail in my storm… “Your brothers await you —the council fire warm” (Dreamsleep: July, 2019) Motorcycle From Pa...

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A Melody So Right

Stepping over the line, in pursuit of a song Could a melody so right —ever be so wrong (Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: July, 2019)

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In Your Smile

I want to know you… not about you The devil in the details —all heaven in your smile (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2019) Dedicated To Nina Simone

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Seduction

You strive for complexity, missing the truth Your thoughts trumping feeling —ego seduced (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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My Past Reclaimed

I didn’t know it at the time, but my misspent youth was planned The training ground for what I’d write, then hard to understand The many schools, the teachers chides, expulsions my reward Postgraduate work for future truth, all voices untoward ...

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No Longer Hot

Is there disappointment in arrival… anticipation the crown jewel Are the accolades left hollow, uncertainty what’s new Is acceptance yours or theirs to own, all badges keyed to lock Does your soul ignite once past the flame —your words no longe...

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That Final Window

What know ye of the truth, that final window left to close Who calls thee to its breast, a suckled vision —heaven shown (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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If Never

What is this one life really worth, the price of many sins What is that one last question asked —if never to forgive (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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One Candle Burns

By facing death, we embrace life more We see the limits, each minute core Seen as a friend, all life betroths Each moment treasured, our loved ones close And when we face that final day A voice more gentle, bids us sway Into the dark, one ca...

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Forever Beguiled

The voice of a Poet, the breath of a Child The curse of the Devil —forever beguiled (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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A Kingdom For A Poem

I imagined myself rich, I saw myself poor From the suite to the stable, my soul cried for more The sweeter the temptation, the more dour the gain A kingdom for a poem —my treasure renamed (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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Life's Greatest Gift

The tragedy of us is that we couldn’t overcome ourselves To become who we were meant to be —sharing the greatest gift of all (Dreamsleep: July, 2019)

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The Thresher

The reality of who we were destroyed what we were —as the thresher kills the rose (Dreamsleep: July, 2019)

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Behind The Mask

That’s the way life is… greatness wrapped in a tattered box, lined with regret compliments laced with a negative refrain, hiding the truth Fear and delight masquerading as one, chanting behind the mask —that’s the way life is (Dreamsleep: July, ...

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The Claimant

When you love someone, you claim part of their spirit Trading affection —as the emptiness fills (Dreamsleep: July, 2019)

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Hiding Inside

Most of our lives are spent icing the cake Covering the substance where meaning partakes To coat and embellish what we most try to hide Distracting, misleading —shrouded inside (Dreamsleep: July, 2019)

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Not To Last

I survived the 60’s, can I ask the same of you… With soul in tact, my body wracked, and conscience split in two My parents now have I become, these days of future past With bloodshot eyes and memory owned —by that decade not to last (Villanova...

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Another Paradox

Will you Or won’t you, Can you Or can’t you, Another paradox Unclaimed (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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To Lead The Way

I found my voice Beyond all choice A waited friend Beyond the wind I found the words Once cast astray To line my path To lead the way (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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The Deadest End

The finer you draw your measurements, the further away you fall Each number squared and time compared, deafens out the call Your techno-dialectic, data piled upon itself A trash heap at the deadest end —where folly stacks unfelt (Haverford Pen...

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Words Endeared

Over the years, and all the times I’ve cried Through all the tears, remembering the lies One thing was clear, as truth laid claim again Whose words endeared —remain my only friends (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2019)

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Hopes & Wishes

No one knows anything… it’s just hopes and wishes in the rain (Dreamsleep: July, 2019)

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And Be Gone

You’ll know when its time… you won’t fight it or struggle, you won’t lie to yourself —or try to hang on You’ll let everything go as it’s time to unburden, your mind and your spirit, your heart —and be gone (Presbyterian Hospital: July, 2019)

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Hawks Into Doves

Why do I like things I can’t agree with Why do I listen when I don’t want to hear Why am I attracted to things that repel me Why are my reasons more muddled than clear Why do I often begin at the ending Why do I hurt the people I love Why ar...

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Unoriginal Sin

Did you flavor it with Hemingway, or season it with Thoreau Did you structure it like Eliot, or was Melville more your go The rocks you choose to stand upon, supports to look beyond As you add your face onto the mountain, new words inscribed in...

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Most Are Lost

Are you the movie or the commercial, the story or its cost The question quite subversive —in its drama most are lost (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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The Shadow

That laughter you hear in the background —death following closely behind (Villanova University: July, 2019)

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Verse

The magic sublime —is rhyme (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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Nothing New

The Devil not to be believed, even when his words are true Intent to spin ‘que es verdad’ old tactics—nothing new (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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My Words My Own

I’m not collaborative… my greatest strength —my greatest weakness too My words my own, as others thoughts —to them remain as true (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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Only To Remind

You’ve got the how but not the why, from heaven so ordained For that one moment under God, times fugitive proclaimed You want to know the reasons past, but not those left to find A crown of thorns and peasant robe —serve only to remind (Villan...

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Whose Key

My Grandfather was a Poet, my Father was a thief Their spirits fight to own my soul —my Son in cradle sleeps My Grandfather spoke of beauty, my Father spoke of sin The truth now locked within a voice —whose key I leave to him (Villanova Pennsy...

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Divinity Chosen

Do three dimensions, preclude a fourth Does pointing toward South, prevent being North Is now just the midpoint, between future and past Does the freedom to choose, leave all nature aghast Is one and one two, if one is in doubt Are the whole...

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Save A Poet

In addition to the slogans... "Save The Whales," "Save A Tree," and "Save The Oceans" We need a new one... "Save A Poet" (University Of Pennsylvania: July, 2019)

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In Lament Of The Cowboy

A scant twenty years, grieved a century or more Poetically perfect, in spirit and lore A man and his horse, alone on the range The cattle his instruments, and music to play Civil War veterans and blacks from the South Through dust and dark cl...

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Emotional Correctness

When I want to express anger, I get madder than hell When I want to give love, how deep is my well On those times that I covet, how green I become And when wrestling with hate, the result zero-sum When my face blushes red, I wear it with pride...

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Fear Self Indicts

Victim of passion, purveyor of lies Betrayer of talent, bending the I Captive obsession, perspective now gone Fear self-indicts —when right turns to wrong (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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The Biggest Lie

Religion… Translator of spirituality Interpreter of that never felt Templar of the self-absorbed Deceiver —of those searching and lost (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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To Finish Her Song

Polymath Siren, her flower returns New stirrings to write new melody to learn Renaissance memory, its present announced Freeing your psyche, past-future recount Polymath harlot, love pledged again Petals now varied, spread from within Bouque...

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Five Strangers

Five strangers walked into my dream, arm in arm, all different versions of my deceased mother They looked at me one by one, with that look—her look, that had been gone for so long The first whispered to the second, then the second to the third, ...

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Choices

If you stop where you are, you’ll die where you stand Those choices you make —to forever command (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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That One Reader

I don’t write for other poets, God condemn me if I do My words all gifted freely, to those searching hard and true I don’t write for academics, as they archive others thoughts I write for that one reader —whose emotions can’t be bought (Villan...

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The Quest

A thing itself is cheap… its knowledge though is dear The journey worth a thousand times —an arrival most unclear (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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Two Thoughts

The Better Option Better to be liked and not loved Than to be loved —and not liked (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2019) How Little It’s not about how much it takes to make you happy —but how little (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2019)

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Politics

Never about what’s ‘right’ Only what’s ‘right’ —for you (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2019)

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The Garden Wall

Climbing up the garden wall, the questions loom —the answers small Climbing up the garden wall, the past retreats —the future falls Climbing up the garden wall, a distant voice —your name beyond Climbing up the garden wall, a minstrel plays —fo...

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Dylan's Gone

Dying alone on foreign ground, death grips his blessed hand Never choosing time or place, method certain —the Angels plan An oak to fall on alien soil, all seeds to heaven thrown His words cast free to light the dark, that ‘Good Night’ —now hi...

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To Forever Amend

Trapped in the meter, a prisoner of rhyme My spirit indicted, destroyer of time A minstrels disciple, epistle in hand The sound and the rhythm, my souls contraband New couplets my jailer, their sentences terse The key to their freedom, locked...

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Without The Flame

Is morality an end point, or a journey to begin Are right and wrong just bookends placed, or what then lies within All Ethical persuasion, to attain or just desire Whose end result will never come —enflamed without the fire (Haverford Pennsylv...

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Today

Today was all you wanted The past now fraught with pain The hurt was set, you could not forget What our love could not rename (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

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Spirit Reclaimed

Crossing Montana for the first time… everything was changed My heart no longer my own —my spirit there reclaimed (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

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Reasons Sublime

Living in the present past—future combined The excuses get cornered —reasons sublime (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

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Life's Contract

Borrow someone else’s truth… but there’s one you need to own Whose lease runs out as time grows short —life’s contract yours alone (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

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Turns To Song

The words all come together, their meaning front to back Like birds of common feather, they follow the same tack Existing for each other, alone their context gone All strength inside their union —where memory turns to song (Villanova Pennsylva...

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To No Avail

Is a lie in its intention, or its desired end result Is deception ever lessened, if the harm is never felt Can you skate by blame or judgment, if your evil plans then fail Or are you even more at fault —when you lie to no avail (St. Davids Pe...

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Love Yourself

Bless yourself, before blessing others Forgive yourself, before forgiving others Understand yourself, before understanding others Love yourself —before loving others (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

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Time Deposed

Writing verse, I dally forth Hours more stole, than loaned Prose to suffer, and wait in line Time once more —deposed (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

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Reach Out With Your Spirit

You call it a particle He calls it a wave They call it energy —I call it light You’re locked in physics He’s locked in quantum They’re trapped in theory —blocking all sight Let go the dissection Let go the mechanics Let go the empirics —your eye...

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Symbiosis

Poetry, collaboration of one heart and one mind Written symbiotic, for many voices to sing (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

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Love Disowned

As days split off and drift away, their dreams remain with me Words as jewels and treasured pawn, whose tickets cancelled—flee The nights adopted orphaned suns, those times you woke and lied My heart left bare myself to wed, your wound still de...

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There's A Line

Like a wounded dog, who never forgets This memory will not fade My warning stated, “The Ice Is Thin” Where my sun turns into shade If I told you once, I told you twice “There’s a line, you’re not to cross” But your love trespassed, with pa...

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Each Unwritten Word

Is there such a thing as unadulterated goodness Unattached to fortune and the fame it wards If there is, I’ve yet to see it with these naked eyes As I continue to hope —with each unwritten word (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

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Eternity's Hymn

A song yet unsung, my prayer in the wind Its blessing assured —eternity’s hymn (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

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Anchored And Whole

Drifting off untethered, until caught by my soul Redirected to providence —anchored and whole (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

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A Future Heaven Loaned

The only way to cross eternity is in a poem As words fly silent and words fly deep, beyond a future heaven loaned The light speed meteor trails forever the verses timeless wake Distance not measured in miles or years —epic ballads to restate ...

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Betrayals Past

Money, is not as powerful as revenge The Dollar, can never buy back a vendetta Fury, cuts sharp into a monetary corpse Bleeding red, the green trails of betrayals past (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Angels To Sing

Poetry… the music of writing Written unspoken —for Angels to sing (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Envy Sits Alone

Death in comparison, a covetous dispatch Jealousy reflected, its courtiers attack An emperor left naked, his crown a vacant throne Jesters flee the castle —as envy sits alone (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Eternity's Glow

Salvation rises, from the depths of the unsure Its light ablaze, exposing fear it must cure Redemption hovers, death’s pestilence below Casting all there reborn, in eternity’s glow (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Reborn In Verse

As my body stoops with age, youth lulls upon the page Where words forever young, cry willful to be sung As daylight quickly passed, I greet night a friend at last With memories deeply grained —reborn in verse again (Villanova Pennsylvania: Dec...

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The Past Foreclosed

Nostalgia, and future wishing The present —foreclosing on the past (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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The Past To Forsake

As I lay dying, let go of my hand Bid me farewell, my words to withstand As a last wish, your love may I take Into tomorrow —the past to forsake (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Harvest Of Light

Words are a garden where Poets can grow Each verse a thesaurus of phrases to know A greenhouse of riches a potters delight A bounty of wisdom —a harvest of light (Dreamsleep: June, 2019)

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Fill In The Blank?

My truth —the words Your truth — (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Heavens To Own

Some will tell, others describe Feelings of bliss, hearts that decry Phrases bring life, to words once alone With meanings immortal —heavens to own (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Clothed In Prison

The Emperor jailed in wishful thinking, where only he could be As I escape inside myself —a prisoner running free (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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An Ounce Of Hope

A pound of silver will only rent today What an ounce of hope —can buy tomorrow (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Comedy Of Errors

Tweedledee and Tweedledum The fairytale of George W. Bush and Barack Obama (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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All Letters Gone

The new Millennium… love with a small l mistrust with a large M honor—with all letters gone (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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No Dessert

At some tables… Time is a dessert, that is no longer served (Villanova Pennsylvania: December 16, 2016)

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Dual Birth

Tears of sorrow, tears of joy Meld together, laughter’s toy Tears of sadness, tears of mirth Wellspring one —a dual birth (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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The Hour Late

Stepping off the ledge, out of the fog —I cast my fate As time again dared, all blinders off —the hour late (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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This Life I Live

I don’t know if I’m good or bad, but I’m not for loan I don’t know if my words will rise, but these thoughts I own I don’t know if the questions asked, will in death rename I don’t know if this life I live —will the past reclaim (Villanova Pen...

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To Shout Divine

Each phrase a gift, mine to unwrap The Muse bequeaths, when spirit lacks Each word a jewel, to cut and shine Together placed —and shout divine (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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In Color

Space in meters, words in rhyme Life in color —truth sublime (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Its Orphans Dead

The future blocked, by words unsaid The pasture torn, its furrows bled The future blocked, by words unsaid The present cries —its orphans dead (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Left Unsaid

Charging into the waves, the wind at my back The horizon clear —its truth left unsaid (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Diamond Of The Soul

May your reasons bejewel in truth —the diamond of the soul (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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The Fire's Burn

Can you understand without thinking Can you know more than your mind can learn Can you overflow without leaking Can you see —beyond the fire’s burn (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Lost—Unfelt

Beyond all critical thinking, above what’s right or wrong There’s a different understanding, where words turn into song With a deeper sense of freedom, light shines upon itself All reasoned dialectic, left abandoned, lost—unfelt (Rosemont Penn...

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The Truth Is

God does not exist… existence a material term Transcending all dimension, His presence wholly burns Not temporal or timeless, His light as knowledge gives Not forgiving or forsaking —the truth in God just is (St. Davids Pennsylvania: June, 2019)

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Its Unrest

Can you ever prove a negative, have you ever really tried To show that God does not exist, or love not verified ‘To Be Or Not To Be’ is then a half-truth at the best Belief a claim you can’t defame —with logic its unrest (St Davids Pennsyl...

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A Different Whole

We live between the beasts and the Angels” On this topic Augustine was right Our intellects bear what our impulses share Separating the wrong from the right We live between the Lord and the devil Each claiming a stake in our souls As primat...

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Across And Through

Crawling across the desert, Running through the wilderness, Walking across the ice —searching for the truth (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Unclaimed

A Poetess schemes A Poetess dreams In the thick afterglow Of what’s never to know Her feelings unsure Her words premature Her voice still unnamed —her suitor unclaimed (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Threatening Kobold

Escaping the prose… I hid in the verse My mind to compose, instead of converse Defying description, I sang through the notes And placed my inscriptions in lyrical rote I chose to hear music over reasons again To dine with the mystics, where f...

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Last Orphan

Immersed in dark matter, it fights not to hide A target blood red, and covered in lies It cries out for justice, it cries out in pain Until an arrow strikes deeply, truth firmly ingrained Its point bringing light, its shaft driving home A mes...

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Not Dispelled

If God and Heaven don’t exist, their facade is fine with me The simulation of a thought so pure, will satisfy my needs So take your theories and quantum math painted corners left to dwell I choose the beauty of a life divine disproven—not dis...

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The Jester

A Prince of Life, A Prince of Death, two courts for him to flee One horse disappears under a ransomed moon, a drawbridge now unseen Eyes close tight and turn within, all royalty disowned As the King calls once and the Queen calls twice —the Jes...

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In My Dreams

Days and nights, all yes and no —indecision in my dreams (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Trapped In Entropy

Going from the past to the future Is a theoretical abstract There’s no timeless reason we can’t go From the future to the past Our perception trapped in entropy Keeps the order one direction Our search for meaning stacked upon —a theory not to las...

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As Answers Flee

Is the Poetry in the thinking or the writing Is the message in the reading or the hearing Is the feeling trapped between what’s spoken and the silence Is the spirit released as answers flee —from questions yet to ask (Villanova Pennsylvania: D...

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Nowhere Left

Age now walks beside me, a reminder of the past Not a shadow or a mirror, but a debt come due at last Each step it locks in cadence, my denial zero sum A reckoning before me —and nowhere left to run (Villanova Pennsylvania: June 20, 2019)

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The Enemy Found

Screams to their naked advancement, fire—the truth to resound Cannon to their darkest intention, death—to all enemies found (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2019)

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Searching And Waiting

As a Poet I’ve been everywhere, while living in the void As a Poet I’ve written about time, while living outside its deception As a Poet I’ve watched your hopes and dreams, fade into dark memory As a Poet I’ve searched and waited —for what...

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No Heart Denied

Love freely given, no heart denied A soul on fire —the heavens cry (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Before The Void

To be forgotten —you first have to be remembered (Dreamsleep: June, 2019)

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In The Look

First I write the story, then I write the book Related but still different —not to be mistook First I write the story, then I write the book The first is in the telling —the second in the look (Barnes & Noble, Kansas City: June, 2016)

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The Voice

When I was starving, poetry fed me When I was sick, the verse made me well When I was homeless, words gave me shelter When I was lost —the voice led me home (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Refusing To Kneel

I abhor weakness in all of its forms My words gaining strength through many a storm Whether sleet in my face or rudderless keel This pledge I do anchor —refusing to kneel (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Glorious Welcome

Unto a rose, flower so sweet Petals like velvet, fragrance so deep Up through the concrete, lining many a field Its glorious blossom love’s welcome—revealed (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)

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Beyond Your Grasp

One of life's challenges is to find your own speed Where travel is constant, destination in sight Too fast, and yesterday abandons your future Too slow, and memory stretches beyond your grasp (Airplane to Richmond 10/14/2016)

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The Only Thing

In the end… the only thing left —is what gets remembered (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

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2 months ago
On The Run (Blues Poem #14)

Gonna roll me a reefer, and smoke the past goodbye Gonna empty that last bottle of gin, and kick this bye and bye Gonna drink that woman away, Lord, if I have to turn to rum Gonna smoke that reefer till my fingers burn —her memory on the run (...

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2 months ago
No Way Out

Drowning at the bottom, the top so far away Lifeline snapped, memory torn —reasons unbelayed (Dreamsleep: June, 2019)

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Both The Future And Past

Do you want education, or just to get high To reach your potential, or pie in the sky If it’s learning you want, then take off the mask That laptop you worship —deceives future and past (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

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The Mojo Within (Blues Poem #13)

The Blues fills my memory, all emptiness gone Its Harp laying claim, my soul to belong Little Walter cries out ‘that same old somethin’ again Jimmy Reed to remind us —of the mojo within (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2019)

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The Mask

Do you synthesize your anger, do you cauterize the burn Do you anesthetize the wonder, as your dreams are drugged and scorned Is your judgment tempered badly, with emotion fiery hot Is your vision colored madly, by your choices—sold and bought ...

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Scorched And Burned

Seventeen children on a highway to hell Thumbs out—noses down, perdition rings their bell Seventeen children, their backs now fully turned The piper calls them blindly —their futures scorched and burned (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

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Threads

The tailored line, bespoken Poet With needle sharp, to hem and sew it Where thoughts as threads, stitch out as whole Whose words once seamed —contain my soul (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

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Thy Lord

Where fixes the point of no return, fixes the point assured Where fixes the point of no return —it’s there you’ll find thy Lord (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

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Lost In Dismay

Do you spend twenty percent of your time acquiring your beliefs And eighty percent of your time in defense Do you have blinders on about what you conceive In fear of the critics pretense Are your views narrow focused and then water...

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2 months ago
Our Choices

Your say download I say upload Diametrically opposed I look up While you look down The truth now juxtaposed I step forward You step back Our choices thusly shown I remember You forget —the difference mine to know (Villanova Pennsylvania: Jun...

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The Stars

Is it a memory that pushes the future away As wishes embody our souls Is it a promise that opens and closes our hearts All hope to then console Is it a longing that reigns over friendship now lost Of times once sorely blest Is it the s...

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2 months ago
A Voice From Beyond

Poetry often answers —a question never asked (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

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Emergence Sublime

Existential—transcendent, my words free to leave Though rooted inside me, their seeds He conceived They shape and they fashion, a will of their own Each moment unfastened, a prison disowned Existential—transcendent they come and they ...

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No Matter The Cost

Democracy is messy, thank God that it’s not Tyranny once embedded, all freedom is lost No liberty for the indentured, conscription for thought Free speech for the patriots —no matter the cost (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

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That Voice Who Calls

I believe in Jesus I believe in Buddha I believe in Crazy Horse —divinity shared I believe in grace I believe in enlightenment I believe in tomorrow —the promise it bears I believe in man’s ability to rise above his nature Religion a j...

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To Create With Your Heart

Are you technically perfect, but spiritually weak Are your words so well crafted, your soul cannot speak Are your rhythms unmetered, your feelings unrhymed Are you stuck in a format, that kills the sublime Do your stanzas all end, th...

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2 months ago
To Whom You Pray

I reject all your religion, in favor of myself Those spewing virtues dogma, often kill, with little felt I reject your revelation, with the truth inside my heart I surrender your salvation, from your guilt I live apart I challenge your...

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2 months ago
Poly Sci

Yesterday proves… “There is no science, to Political Science” (Election Day: November 8, 2016)

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2 months ago
To Ignite And Amaze

Can you purchase tomorrow, with yesterday’s wage Can you eliminate sorrow, still carrying your rage Can you call out the answer, with the question at bay Can you set a reminder, while forgetting your way Can this moment unchosen, be ...

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Forever Wondering

Some men remain conflicted, some men are justly bad Some men are deemed to stay confused, some men forever sad Some men will strive for fortune, some other men for fame Some men will choose to be alone some live their lives in vain So...

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2 months ago
Power For Sale

Politics brings out the worst in us, if in doubt—turn on the news The denominator sinking low, false prophets in the pews All lust for privilege, fairness damned, as old as man himself Truth getting buried inside the deck, as the bott...

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2 months ago
Don't Blaspheme

Don’t talk to me about form, when the feeling isn’t there Don’t talk to me about substance, when experience is rare Don’t talk to me about insight, when reflection is ignored Don’t blaspheme an epiphany —in the presence of the Lord (...

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2 months ago
Hand In Hand

I don’t like money I like freedom And in this new Millennium It’s hard to have one —without the other (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2016)

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2 months ago
Emptiness Within

Are your words predictable, are the feelings staid Is the truth rehashed, the same pavers laid Is your verse now tired, its veneer worn thin Whose mask barely hiding —the emptiness within (Dreamsleep: June, 2019)

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Fated Divine

Have our brains developed because of our minds Is it thought over matter, free will to consign Who gave us this power, to till and to sow All fruit thus comprised, in our memory to know A physicists nightmare, their theories contrive...

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2 months ago
Take Note

Never become a footnote —to a history lost and gone (Dreamsleep: June, 2019)

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2 months ago
Casting Darkness Aside

May words be courageous, with thoughts on fire This pen as my shield, to smite the ire The darker the cave, bigger demons to hide With truth as my torch —casting darkness aside (Dreamsleep: June, 2019)

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2 months ago
No Longer Store Bought

Professional Poet… to cringe at the term A lonely consensus, so much to learn Days writing couplets, nights dreamed in verse Feelings when gifted, mine to rehearse Professional Poet… to run but not hide Resisting the accolades, c...

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2 months ago
Alone, In Search Of You

I see the world in shades of gray, where has the color gone My faith erodes with each new day, a weakness growing strong I sense a feeling deep within, it spreads and reaches near And tighten my coat against the wind, a buttress to this...

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2 months ago
Wishes Live To Hope

The more I think I really know, the less I understand The further out to sea I drift, the more I miss the land The stormier the days repeat, my soul to chase the sun The rules I once thought hard and fast, denounced and on the run The ...

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2 months ago
Even When

Half the time… you don’t know where you’re going —even when you’re there (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)

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2 months ago
Gifted Free

All faith inside this present moment, it’s light my treasure—gifted free (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)

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2 months ago
Magic Exposed

We fell dead like a mystery unraveled —the truth of its magic exposed (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)

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2 months ago
Half Way To Memphis

Wasted broke in Kankakee, down from Montreal I’m half way to Memphis, with no one left to call Guitar strings bust or missing, motel clerk at my door I’m half way to Memphis, bathroom window as before The years have run their distance, ...

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2 months ago
Immemoratio

When emptiness replaces memory The wind… forever ceases to blow (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)

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2 months ago
First Light To Keep

The first cut sharp and burning red, don’t edit away its fire Keep the wound both fresh and raw, never cauterize your ire The horizon breaks just once each day, a new dawn—cold hearts aspire Rays burning deep, first light to keep —ol...

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2 months ago
Still To Dance

Not always understanding… I write out the words Lost in comprehension, till wonder returns Each line a new postulate, no phrase left to chance Last metaphor a song —my mind still to dance (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)

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2 months ago
Draining Our Spirits

Like an open wound That won’t heal The current political situation Bleeds out… A hemorrhaged polarization Inside a malignancy of lies Draining our spirits —of all life giving faith (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)

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2 months ago
False Hope

Before you fall, you’ve got to stand Your voice once stalled, fates reprimand The paradigm floats, on swamps that drain Where praise cries out —false hope again (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)

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2 months ago
Your Touch

I like the idea, but not when it’s real Your love in a letter, to read but not feel Lost in conception, affection belied Your words I can handle —whose touch I deny (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)

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2 months ago
Its Light Shines

Truth has a power, exclusively its own Beyond opinion and verdict, its nature is shown Through good times and bad, its light shining through A frame to the vision —whose picture renews (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2019)

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2 months ago
The Thing That Lasts

Can your intelligence wound your spirit Can your mind entrap your soul Can your hopes and wishes, logic kill Can damnation be the toll Or Can a promise wed tomorrow Can the future slay the past A lifetime spent, a m...

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2 months ago
Don't Look Back

When staring death in the face… never look back over your shoulder” (From My Novel: ‘Death From The Sky’)

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2 months ago
Turning Me Back

My pen would be dry if the world were the only cry for more But Laura’s voice from within, asserts with solemn command Kindling my eternal fire—stoking the questioning cord Burning away the doubt —turning me back around (Villanova Pen...

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2 months ago
Inspire Or Explain

An apostle of verse, a peasant of prose To inspire divine, to explain—Heaven knows (Wayne Pennsylvania: June, 2019)

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2 months ago
It's You

It’s you I like… Not your lifestyle Not your sexual preference Not your political persuasion Not your skin color Not your nationality Not your choice of religion Not your lineage Not your wealth or poverty —it’s you I like (Villanova Pennsylva...

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2 months ago
No Place To Hide

I harbor a mean spirit but not in my soul He roams through my consciousness as havoc and pain Trying to break through to that place where he’s banned Trying to break through to where my innocence lives Again and again he forces his will But it...

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2 months ago
New Blood

My Poem still an open wound, unstitched by edits snare Running free on a endless page —new blood for all to share (James River Writers Conference: October, 2016)

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2 months ago
As You Speak

Your audience may not be able to listen, in the fashion that you speak Your readers may not be able to discern, those meanings that you preach Your lovers may not be able to hold your feelings in their hands Your future may not be able to...

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2 months ago
Bleeding Free

The wound bleeds free —that kills the angry heart (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016) From My Novel ‘Jumping Into The Darkness’

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2 months ago
By Others Felt

Am I at all responsible, for what occurs outside myself Is it at all defensible, to ignore those feelings dealt Is my world then co-dependent, on what happens somewhere else Are the answers free to self-sustain, or conjoined—by others f...

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2 months ago
Illusions Foray

What side can you judge infinity from, the front or then the back If it’s never over, or never ends, how then can you protract Can infinity stop and start again, would it be different or the same Can judgment ever qualify, what it can’...

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2 months ago
The Pathway

Is there a direction to the universe, without the polar caps The equator gone as space expands, looking forward—looking back Does today become tomorrow, as tomorrow self destructs Are the questions left by law unasked, when the answers ...

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2 months ago
Yours Alone

Transcendence—reality, the power to choose The physical burning, the spiritual hue One leaves you ashen, the other alive The choice begets freedom —yours alone to decide (Dreamsleep- June, 2019)

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2 months ago
Back To Thee

Let me take you on a journey, to a place inside yourself Not the body mind connection, but true consciousness itself Before you walk a darkened space, a light must first go on Not tasked with anything other than, an awareness set upon ...

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2 months ago
Pick Your Poison

Booze—Broads—The Bible, which poison will you claim The one that numbs, the one that thrills —the one your soul to shame ‘Captain Tony’s, Key West: June, 1971’

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2 months ago
Short & Dear

My life, dumped onto paper My love, deep in the beer The years, a fateful mirror With time now short —and dear (Memories Of The Main Point: November, 1972) ‘Dinner With Jerry Jeff Walker’

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2 months ago
Searching

Free verse… a forest without a path —a direction without an end (St. Davids Pennsylvania: June, 2019)

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2 months ago
Calling Us Inward

The logic of life… illogically pure In search of itself, last problem to cure Synapses relapse, science reclaims The form with the formula, washed down the drain Structural weakness, obsolescence defined The clocks after midnight, ...

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2 months ago
Dissolution

Money, divorced from fame Divorced from talent Divorced from blame Feelings, divorced from logic Divorced from judgment Divorced from pain Words, divorced from reasons Divorced from praise Divorced from gain Divorced from the moment Divorced f...

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2 months ago
All Roads End

Laboring in obscurity… my pen a vagabond Hitchhiking through my consciousness, my thumbprint worn and gone Wishing past the hoping, spitting into the wind All roads end in the desert —darkness my best friend (Dreamsleep: June, 2019)

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2 months ago
Fait Accompli

A gift or obligation, the Poet signed his name A promise wrapped in silence, decision masked by pain One choice among the many, within salvation lies The victors lay unspoiled —with truth to live or die (Dreamsleep: June, 2019)

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2 months ago
Self-Implosion

Until you escape your own cognition, you’re a prisoner of your mind Your spirit waiting to lift you free, dialectic far behind Until you can leave all reasoning trapped, and let your thoughts go free You’ll never be able to self implode ...

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2 months ago
A Wish Distilled

A sweetness comes with age, like fruit that’s finally ripe A Poet then a Sage, on this journey into night A wish distilled from all regret, its seeds to be resown A sweetness comes with age —that buried youth will never know (Villanova Pennsyl...

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2 months ago
Is It Time

Are you ready for forgiveness, has that time finally come You’ve done everything else in life, holding back on just that one Is it time to say “I’m sorry,” for the hurt and pain you’ve caused Is it time to shed false glory, and end this...

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2 months ago
My Hope

With chaos on my doorstep, reasoning befalls With heartache as my calling card, love though distant calls All questions left unanswered, with time their holy grail As seasons march to heavens step —my hope to then prevail (Dreamsleep: ...

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2 months ago
Field Theory

If you can choose the battlefield —you can determine the outcome (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2019) Adrian Simpson in ‘Falling Into The Darkness’

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2 months ago
Wings To My Flight

A quarter of a million people read my poetry last year Five hundred thousand eyes, five hundred thousand ears I write every day with the humble knowledge of this To offer some solace, to be never remiss They guide me much more tha...

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2 months ago
Most Often Missed

Some things are unknowable as they are, and need an alias to come true Some people only known through someone else, and you must look hard to see through Not in hiding, but contained within, symbiotic they exist To live and die within som...

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2 months ago
Is There

Is there a truth too big to tell Is there a lie too big for hell Is there a choice that can’t be made Is there a time —that can’t be saved (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

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2 months ago
Walking With Verse

With each step that I take, words jostle and form Inside me they cluster, deep down where it’s warm At nighttime they visit, in moments of peace Defining my feelings —extending my reach (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

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2 months ago
Humbly I Pray

Tonight through the darkness, I wander and crawl The faces all ghoulish, my past to recall Unsure of direction, I listen for sounds To possibly guide me, as fire abounds I look to my left, as hooves thunder past I look to my right, ...

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2 months ago
Hope

Detour to heaven, back road to joy Change of direction —hope redeployed (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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2 months ago
A Reckoning

In all things there is a bitterness, that time tries to hide In all things there is a loneliness, coming from inside In all things there is a telling, where tomorrow may be shown In all things there is a reckoning —where truth ...

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2 months ago
Kingston Mines

If all Philosophy is a footnote to Plato Then all Rock & Roll —is but a tribute to the Blues (Chicago Illinois: August, 1994)

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2 months ago
The Inferno

Life is memory Art is pain Time a liar —feed the flame (Wayne Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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2 months ago
On My Writing

I write the first draft, and paint the second But the third draft —I get to sing (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)

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3 months ago
Symbiosis Reborn

You steal my breath, as I borrow your words You fill my eyes, as I empty my fear Your heart beats in my chest, as it breaks in my soul You begin where I end —symbiosis reborn (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)

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3 months ago
My Back To The Past

Sharing blood, but nothing more, family slipped away Into a memory locked in steel, old thoughts safely at bay All contact denied, memory entombed, though close their bodies stay Life journeys on, my back to the past —until my dying d...

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3 months ago
Make A Decision

Be smart… stop trying to act smart Be alive… stop talking about life Make a decision… stop fearing the possible outcomes Pick a direction… —stop spinning your wheels in space (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
Great Grandfather John

I love you but I don’t know you, I miss you, though you’ve never been here I long for what the years have stolen… a vacant memory so dear I feel you across the hallowed spectrum, of death and then beyond Where our spirits write the words...

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3 months ago
Emptiness Reveals

Loneliness arrives for breakfast, anxiety for lunch Rejection for my dinner meal, desperation left for brunch Passion came and passion went, the nighttime thief did steal And darkness all that’s left to bear —the emptiness reveals (Dre...

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3 months ago
How Much Joy

Having everything you need, how much richer could you get Feeling everything God given, how much luckier even yet Knowing everything presented, how much smarter might you be Your life shared with then another —how much joy could you for...

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3 months ago
Forever To Be

Like an arrow shot free of its bow, thoughts become sighted and free Whose words when laid down on the page —their meaning forever to be (University City Philadelphia: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
The Vilest Of Lies

Political correctness… the new dirty word Meaning perverted, excuses now heard It masks and it covers, what it most tries to hide As it preys and then smothers —with the vilest of lies (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)

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3 months ago
One's Own Breath

The joy in the writing, all reading to construe Spoken loud with one’s own breath —a vanity so true (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)

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3 months ago
In Charge Of The Night

Being close to the right thing Is farther from the right thing Than the wrong thing is from Being right To see and not believe To look and not touch Much better to be blind —and in charge of the night (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
To Never Explain

Within every verse, many meanings reside The reader determines in which couplet you hide The words both descriptive with colors aglow The eyes as important as what the ears know When backed in a corner, don’t ever explain Words beck...

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3 months ago
The Proffer

Religions survive through subjugation Without it, they are lost Wielding guilt as a weapon, they proffer salvation Enlightenment and freedom —their cost (Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
Before His Throne

We have no idea where it goes, when the spider leaves its weave We have no idea what’s left to dream, when the sandman robs of sleep We have no idea the day nor hour, when our maker calls us home We can only hope that the love we’ve share...

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3 months ago
An Empty Reference

Are all notions of time a trap… The perpetual present The greatest one of all Are all capsules of existence Just graves we dig for ourselves Each shovel full of denial Burying us deep —within an empty reference (Villanova Pennsylvania: Septemb...

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3 months ago
Pre-Ordained

If every day to matter If every moment counts If every word to chant and sing If every phrase be stout If every coin pound sterling If every debt marked paid If every feeling dubbed divine —salvation pre-ordained (Villanova Pennsylvania: Septem...

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3 months ago
Distant Storms

While calling to the ages, I gave up on today All voiced precipitation, for someone else to spray Writing above what’s forecast, with readers yet unborn My words beyond the thunder —to ride on distant storms (Villanova Pennsylvania: S...

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3 months ago
Deja Vu

The Future… is but the past unloved (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

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3 months ago
Free Of Doubt

Back in their nests, birds chirping out loud Retreated in bed, a boy dreams ‘what if now’ The moonlight not finished, what it started before The church clothes all hanging, alone on the door What once was thought ended, began then again...

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3 months ago
The Last Traveler

The end rose up to greet him, the last traveler undisposed Its final words, the last he heard —as the past and future closed (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
Truth So Intoned

The Piper of destiny calls from the unknown Without lyre or harp, his truth so intoned All sirens left deafened, tumbling over themselves As a choir of Angels —from his flute are bespelled (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
The Formless Question

Is beauty connected, or to a vacuum condemned Is truth then required, for it to enter within Can beauty be measured, by the heart or the mind Can it chase, or displace, or replace what it finds If beauty is truth, let all reason be s...

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3 months ago
The Past Beyond

Trying to be present, I gave up the master plan Sacrificing what’s past beyond —reclaiming who I am (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
Kurt Philip Behm

As warlord of the ticking count… time marches uncontested Avoiding every scrutiny, defending every lie All seasons caught within its grasp, each day a slave in training Order becoming disorder again —complexity denied (Villanova Pennsy...

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3 months ago
...Is Love

The truth of hope is faith —the hope of faith is love (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
Locqui Veritas

Words of conjecture self destruct —when veracity holds its sway (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
Arcs & Angles

Is randomness designed, can the dice roll more defined Is entropy a map, less complex as time adapts Can ignorance be renamed, as a home for knowledge gained Can the circle then be squared —arcs and angles still to share (Bryn Mawr Pen...

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3 months ago
Nothing More

Not a student of Poetry, more a student of life The words fell before me, stepping-stones of delight Not a student of Verse, but of musings inspired My days withdrew inward, the years stoked and fired Not a student of prose, but its...

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3 months ago
Prophecy Reclaimed

Alone with my thoughts, together in this moment The light cast off its shadow —all prophecy reclaimed (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)

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3 months ago
Rhyme, Rhythm & Song

Rhyme… the alcohol in your cocktail the octane in your gas the connection in the words you speak fraternal sounds that last Rhythm… the tempo of your heartbeat the joy that slows you down the shuffle in the words you speak that dance ...

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3 months ago
Turned Back Into Song

On my own terms, I lived my life Giving and taking, both day and night On my own terms, I lived my life Some then mistaken, some often right On my own terms, I lived my life Last right of refusal, the one holding tight On my own ter...

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3 months ago
The Only Thing We Trust

Are space and time much too similar, and maybe in the end exactly the same Our angle of perception the only difference, keeping them separate and dually named If they are distinct where is their departure, does its sensing begin and end ...

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3 months ago
The Light Of Its Message

Poetry should always be given away, and never ever sold Its message to open all heavens gates, not translate into gold Poetry should fly on the wings of a wish, with hope its guiding dove The light of its message to guide all intention ...

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3 months ago
The Mirror Never Lies

Science would like to abscond with Philosophy Claiming propriety over truth falsely shown Measures and numbers its weapons of choice Never looking beyond —what its theories bestow (Wayne Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
Prose

A metrical escape valve, letters in the maelstrom Lightning on the horizon, second child of the Gods Sacrificial waterfall, its current overflowing A literal dilation —of the verbal supreme (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)

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3 months ago
His Legend Calls

A Poem reborn posthumously… its Poet comes alive Death to grovel at his feet, words not entombed, survive A Poem reborn posthumously, each phrase a breath divine Its voice once heard, the ages served, all seasons left to rhyme A vers...

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3 months ago
A False Bottom

The darker side of morning, the drier side of rain A memory left forgetting —a spirit uncontained (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
School's Out

Breaking through the titled ceiling, my voice survived unnamed Unleashed to save the future past, with words their truth proclaimed All time bereft of judgment, all feelings self contained Diploma mailed but left unsigned —its seal in f...

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3 months ago
Introductory Poem To My New Book...

(An Anthology Of Perception Vol. 3) “I write the first draft and paint the second “But the third —I get to sing” (Villanova Pennsylvania, 2016)

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3 months ago
Your Soul's Release

Can a phrase rule over a paragraph Can the right word stand alone Can a thought be held within one breath Can the truth in short be known Can you single out the future Can you paraphrase the past Can you release the hope inside...

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3 months ago
Only One

There are many futures —but only one past (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)

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3 months ago
A Voice Heaven Sent

Never writing for the masses, just writing for you One lone set of ears, to share life anew Never writing for consensus, my words not for rent To call through the ages —with a voice heaven sent (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)

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3 months ago
A Wish Still On Loan

Making love to remembrance, I see her walk past Blonde, eighteen and tan, and this decade my last A memory comes back, as new feelings release Of a field in September, when our hearts were at peace And I think of you fondly, as I wa...

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3 months ago
Wasted Dreams

Delay success for as long As you can… Living up to an image Will only cloud your judgment Stealing what you can least Afford to lose Dragging you into the illusion And myth That could take a lifetime To rail against Dragging you into the Vicario...

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3 months ago
A Melody Of Sages

Prose and Poetry came together In a marriage of infusion —each wanting from the other what they could not bring —each vowing to the other words they longed to sing Birthing a new music of epic proportion In an infant now ti...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
Literary Genetics

The DNA of language is Poetry The DNA of Poetry —is love (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)

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3 months ago
Death's Quota

The flowers all have scattered, borrowed feelings cry out loud Mock funeral of celebration, grief false beneath their shrouds The mourning congregation, to the tavern marched in step A ruse to the departed, with each toast his memory we...

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3 months ago
Beyond His View

Writing about life… he was powerless over death, life was what he was good at Death, a combination of all he would never understand and all he would never accept It was a major failing, never to bring closure or a period to the end o...

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3 months ago
What's Now In Front

Is it Aerosmith or The Eagles for you, Republican or Democrat to vote Is it Chinese takeout or Italian bistro, or the prose or poetry you wrote Is it bland or spicy, thick or thin, as you struggle yet confused Is it yes or nor, or God for...

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3 months ago
A Turkish Mother To The Kaiser (WW1)

How many sons have we lost How many demons have we found How many graves must we dig To make the ‘Fatherland’ proud (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)

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3 months ago
In The Wine

Starving within the memory of a feast uneaten My bread forever disappearing —in the wine (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2016)

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3 months ago
Imperfectly To Song

Like me, my Poetry is far from perfect —a verbal oxen gored Like me, my words are often frail and broken —still crying to be heard In me, the message has found its student —to humbly expound In me, the truth can accept a birthmark ...

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3 months ago
Turned Into Song

How open is your window, how tall is your door How old is your virtue, how slippery your floor How fresh is your perception, how broad is your scope How clear is your reflection, how real is your hope How strong is your commitment, h...

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3 months ago
Immunity

I’m a Poet… —I don’t have to explain (North Wales Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
Living Inside

Those who are truly great belong to all of us Living inside our memories —shaping what’s left of our dreams (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
A Singular Refrain

Questions are often bigger than their answers With horizons wide and spacious, timelines unrestrained Questions often lead to other questions With answers left to wallow —in a singular refrain (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
Forever Carried Away

With prose… I saw only with my eyes, as the words left my hand With poetry… my eyes were abandoned, leaving only my heart But in the distance played a lyric, freeing what my words could never unchain And hearing its melody, my heart forev...

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3 months ago
Coloring In The Spaces

Trying to understand why you marked up your body —I stared at the ink The memory of your open promise still inside of me —unfulfilled Retracing that promised memory with new symbols —stained forever You colored in the empty spaces...

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3 months ago
To Love No More

I lifted you into my heart But one arm was missing As single wing and one handed I carried you inside All the while, you pointing at My lost absent limb… You told me you’d love me If I could find that one misplaced part The part that would then M...

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3 months ago
Silence Unclaimed

Dropping its bomb, always missing the mark Your echo implodes, a sound hollow and dark Answers unquestioned, all bombast enflamed Drifting abandoned —in silence unclaimed (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2016)

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3 months ago
No Ink From Within

You tell me… “the structure gives strength to my writing” I tell you… “it’s nothing but crutches in waiting” You tell me… “the order brings a beginning and end” I tell you… “the sequence does feign and pretend” You tell me… “the form—th...

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3 months ago
The Difference Within

The universe orders the questions and answers Eternity caught —within their difference (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2016)

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3 months ago
It's Harder

It’s harder to lie in verse or a poem, than it is with dialog or prose It’s harder to bend the truth over a feeling, than around what you or someone else knows It’s harder to feign an eruption of light, or the isolation of being alone in th...

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3 months ago
Channeling A Melody

As the music inflates, like a David Bowie video My voice is set free for the words to diffuse Floating above the unwritten verse like steam escaping And drifting free as the pressure expands It cries out the release of a lyric unsun...

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3 months ago
Darkness All I See

What’s left of my remembrance, now all that stokes the fire What embered in the springtime, the winter does expire To douse not once but then again, that spark which set me free My wood left burnt with forest bare —and darkness all I se...

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3 months ago
Laura's Captive

Fifty years a poet More than that a man My spirit held in ransom Laura’s captive once again Fifty years a poet And all those years a boy The written word a treasured gift —my soul’s most precious toy (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

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3 months ago
Missing The Dream

For a mountain to be high, a valley must be low But inherent in both, one truth is to grow Dimensions and colors and polar extremes Self-serving the obvious —while missing the dream (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
Transcendent & Divine

Science will never prove The existence of God Science will never disprove The existence of God Its physics pre-emergent Its logic self contained If anything, a tool To measure what’s at hand But like the foundry never Retaining the artists spirit ...

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3 months ago
Higher Given

Belief and knowledge, master and slave The truth higher given, facts rearrange Belief and knowledge, cursed to define The weakness of reason —transcendence divine (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
The Call

The dirtier the world, the cleaner the verse The need becoming greater —when the call most perverse (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

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3 months ago
My Final Hour

With age, My sword Is deeply scarred But its edge Honed twice as sharp With age, My words Are penned in blood All flowing From the heart With age, I embrace what Truth reveals And am humbled By its power With age, My light burns Free at las...

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3 months ago
A Timeless Path

Present past and present future Holy Trinity with the here and now Three states that bind all known creation Defining when but never how This very instant the past calls forward The future answers from a timeless path Where all ...

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3 months ago
The Doorway

Locked inside my indecision, death opened up the door And let me look inside my fear, which I hated and abhorred The view not half as frightening, as the deception and the lies And its arms extended toward me, standing frozen—eyes on mi...

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3 months ago
Unholy Marriage

Lunacy… the unholy marriage of laughter and fear (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

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3 months ago
The Dark Road

Revenge… a desperate stepping stone —on the road to perdition (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
A Ladder Appears

Stuck on the broken landing Of a stairway to nowhere My mood no longer elevated My spirit remiss of song Looking over the railing Into a history that I buried A ladder appears above me But when I step—its rungs are gone (Villanova Pennsylvania: ...

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3 months ago
The Passion Enflamed

Don’t get ahead of the feeling, never forget a memory unlearned Don’t think and kill the passion enflamed, forgoing the moment—all time left to burn (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

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3 months ago
A Windless Sea

Opinion, shapes the aftermath of what once was free A commentary of detainment, adrift —on a windless sea (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

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3 months ago
New Memories Converse

Deeply hidden within thoughts that linger A centuries old message to know and then feel Remembrance crying out from the darkness now passing In a voice so familiar—our fortune to steal It calls to us silent, as it waits for an ans...

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3 months ago
Echoing Silence

The farther your emotion gets away from your art, the wider your canyon becomes Creation echoing off a towering wall —coming back as a silence unsung (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

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3 months ago
Heavenly Known

Art must be transcendent to justify itself It must leave its creator and go somewhere else Directing itself onward in a life of its own Its form to become formless —once heavenly known (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
Something Beyond

There’s a sense beyond five A catalytic one that ties The five together as one In their mix an explosion An auspicious moment Allowing something to remake Allowing something to become timeless Allowing something —to escap...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
Will We Ever Learn

Liberals with a credit card, Debts they’ll never pay Mortgaging our future, The present now ‘in play’ Conservatives with a checkbook, The balance no concern Hope now bouncing downward —when will we ever learn (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
It's More

My strength Is that I am Fundamentally Unscientific Not subject to the Dissection Of consequence Or category And not at the Mercy Of the scholastics And nihilists Who spend their days Trying to reprove That the whole is equal To the aggregation O...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
Forever At Home

Giving up the money for a chance at transcendence The words became sacred, all time was disowned Chasing that one thing that if caught defies memory At one with the truth —forever at home (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
The Devil's Details

Physics over Metaphysics, the cart before the horse The chisel praised, the sculptor blamed —the tool the icon sourced (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
Loss

The only winner in a war of attrition —is loss (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
Heaven & Hell

Do your words sharpen, as your feelings dull Do your actions harken, what’s still to cull Do your wheels spin faster, as you sink in place Does the meaning retreat, as you blindly chase Do your moments forecast or serve to remind Do...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
A Forgotten Wish

Every word not spoken —the lost child of a forgotten wish (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
101 — 401

Poetry 101: “Write what you know—write what you feel” Poetry 401: “Write what you know—write what you feel” (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
Freedom Dealt

Obeying any moral law, reason wills unto itself To play the game the way its staged —all freedom thusly dealt (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
Reality's Hymn

Be-bop, shu-baby-bop, the blues on fire The strings an accelerant, the harp but a pyre The melody unseen, its heartbeat within Be-bop, shu-baby-bop —reality’s hymn (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
Legacy Of Endowment

Borrow from the least, but steal from the best The larceny of endowment —your legacy’s quest (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
Once Tomorrow Is Gone

Will eternity have a yin and a yang Will the forces that govern applaud and harangue Will the blessings have value if damnation moves on Will it all even matter —once tomorrow is gone (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
Now Unfelt

Twas once a time you owned my heart, then Laura stole it back Through all those years our hearts on fire, she waited and she sat She hoped one day our lives would part, to never meet, as then… Her voice so soft had cried at night, “I wa...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
Ablution

Your love to bathe in words rephrased With hearts not young —or old (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
Eternity's Twin

As of late, I have developed a new best friend It’s my younger self coming to visit my end I look in his face, and I see a new truth I look in his face, and I see more than youth Now more like my father, I more like his son The begi...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
"I Baptize Thee..."

Am I so entitled, is it there in my name Is the water redemptive, my salvation proclaimed Does the Rock Of All Ages line my river with stone Are the words mine by birthright, not borrowed or loaned Is all time but a servant, flowing ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
The Enemy Within

If there’s anything more dangerous than a terrorist —it’s a corrupt politician (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
New Love

Does the chemist succeed without blowing things up Were you ever in need from a bout of bad luck Does the tree need to shake for the apples to fall Does your heart need to break —for new love to then call (Villanova Pennsylvania: July,...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
The Choking Of Angels

Night erupts… The maddening glow Of a closing minute Of a final hour Shines pale Against the frozen concrete As the drumbeat starts And the chanting starts My last broken link Forever lost Forever lost Salvation, The calling card Of a new Abyss M...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
Too Many Cooks

To let other Poets into your kitchen —a true recipe for disaster (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
Rapture In Flight

I’m a two-winged poet not just single-wing And would never clip one to fly into this wind As one wing goes up the other comes down Until both work together when flying most proud A zero-sum landing with talons not right Only short...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
Words You Will Find

With the years not yet lived to determine what’s right You fake it with documents that block out the light With experience weak, and its lessons still thin Your words only scold venting anger within What you want is in sight though b...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
Ancient Sins

Saturn burns, as eight rings turn Its truth on fire, no lessons learned A gas filled magnet, for solar wind Where ice and rock —hide ancient sins (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
The Duke's Wisdom

All of life happens —between the crest and the trough (Molokai Hawaii: February, 1989) ‘Tribute To Duke Kahanamoku’

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
Past September

What are words if not remembered What are feelings never spent What is time if not then fleeting What is love not heaven sent What are gifts beneath the wrapping What are wishes beyond all hope What is love once past September ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
The 'Cafe

A chat room for dilettantes —singing to the choir (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
Without A Dream

Show me a man without a dream —and I’ll show you no man at all (Train To New Hampshire: July, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
No Truce

I don’t make excuses, and won’t pretend But I do attack, and will defend If your argument’s weak, with reasons thin No mercy shown —or truce to win (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
No Words Left

Where are the voices crying out from the din Where is the blood you spilled from within Where is that Siren who once called your name Where is the fortune promised by fame Where is the promise you made to yourself Where is that demo...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
A Devil's Hell

To be judged by fools —where Devils go to burn (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
Zero Funds

Just a broken poet, at an A.T.M. His stomach cries out, words hunger within The nights are the longest, cold darkens and chills Fresh words on account, new credit distills Pushing buttons while bent, with hope standing tall An answe...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
Your Swinging Door

I answered with love, you questioned with anger and pain I held you close, but your eyes failed me again I told you truly, as my wishes dropped to the floor Your smile my captor, my heart —your swinging door (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
Nightmare Awoken

Avatar Queen The mask or the screen, What’s never to know What’s never to see Avatar Queen Your name to mislead, One more cryptic posting That always deceives Avatar Queen Both petty and preened, The bees in your bonnet No stinger foreseen Avat...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
Dancing Freely

All of our passions border on sin The reasoning gray, the line often thin All of our joy dances freely between That Angel above us —and a Devil unseen (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
Never To Last

All time shattered memory, and faces now past Stare back as I dream —meant never to last (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
Words Unspoken

Have your words stayed unspoken, to mislead or confuse? Those phrases kept distant, the voice of the Muse? Have your words stayed unspoken, as you’ve traveled in vain? Your mileposts painted, with fury and pain? Have your words stayed...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
Clever

I hate the word clever, it seeks to demean With hidden entendre’ and devious schemes I hate how it sounds, as it rolls off the tongue To strike from all language —if my power was sum (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
The Seasons Recouple

There’s comfort in knowing, things come and they go The wind brings a newness, whether lilac or snow There’s joy in all laughter, freely accrued Music in words, spoken only by you A place to be born, a moment to die An ending begin...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
Last Drop

Should a tree be cut down, for missing a branch Should the wounded be chastised, for taking a chance Should the cup that’s been broken, forsake its last drop Should a man be accountable —for what he is not (Villanova Pennsylvania: Jul...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
Camp Cookie Sings...

The Camp Cookie could be heard singing… “Cowboy: You can’t wrangle the future, till you stop rustlin the past” (Dewey Wyoming: July, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
Father To The Man

You can’t play with something you don’t own,” said the father. “But father, that is the truest definition of play,” said the Russian boy. “What is not owned is not worried about, and what is not worried about sets you free.” (Villanova Pennsyl...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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3 months ago
Captured & Slain

Where have all the Poets gone, has time then captured and slain Those heraldic writers of messaged truth —whose shields once bore their names (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
For Better Or...

Committing to joy, committing to moonbeams Committing to hope, committing above Committing to sorrow, committing forever Committing to heartbreak —committing to love (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
The Music Stops

The jaws sing As the drip, drip, drip, Of the petroleum chorus Dances across The inverted aluminum And the hissing starts And the hissing stays Its smell a warning A final omen Like the last rose Of summer Or the fragrance she wore For that final...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
Time

Easily measured, not clearly defined Often lamented, more often unkind Its loss we all mourn, searching heaven to find The time to become —a new past to rewind (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
The Lie

Your arms lift me up, as your words take me down And I’m caught in-between your smile and frown Your eyes making promises, your words yet to keep My spirit in limbo, my heart left to weep A soul now in turmoil, my mind double dealt ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
3 months ago
Unbaptized Words

Certificate unsigned, pen firmly in hand The bliss not for barter, its insight free-stands Faith and acceptance may go where they please To my grave and beyond, the verse teaches and frees No savior I ask for, forgiveness I shun Red...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Its Reckoning Comes

Is God to interpret, and religion the why Is forever too heavy to pledge bye and bye Does the Devil provide balance to a concept in stone Is he laughing inside us, mocking all that we know Is the Lord left to children and those pure...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Magnificent Silence

Not to argue about Poetry or justify Prose Not to discuss their many virtues or interpretive flows I choose to remain quiet, and let the words carry on Where in magnificent silence —they turn into song (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
A Vow To Myself

I asked for your blessing, instead you explained What I should be paying to garner acclaim You told me if only I’d do it this way My words could have meaning and influence—sway But power and fortune are not what I sought If influenc...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Time Unfolds

In my heart I knew little of the world and all its parts As I drifted idle and wandered blind, through constant fits and starts My mind reached out beyond its grasp, with the questions close behind As time unfolded upon itself —each mom...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
In Constancy Redeemed

Colors overtake me one by one, as they fuse within my mind To paint their ancient messages, prismatic and sublime The past is but enigma, tomorrow still a dream This moment’s image all that lasts —in constancy redeemed (Villanova Penns...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Hearts To Impound

What is the difference between a fact and the truth One limited in time, the other free and unproved Language and formula, the great deceivers abound As the light burns inside us —our hearts to impound (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
No Time Left

When love commands —there’s precious time left to serve truth (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Death's Revenge

Today’s gone wild, killers on the fringe A life to take, its fate to make, tomorrow—death’s revenge (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Hope Denied

When love deceives, the heart to bleed, its truth an open wound Forever long, time’s painful gong, rerung with every moon When love deceives, on bended knees, and lost within the pain All wishes fly, with hope denied —as emptine...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Mr. Prime Minister (The Last Lion)

From Winston: “When youth departs —may wisdom prove enough” To Winston: “When spirit falters —all will to then prevail” (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Immolantis

Raw and uncut, the Poet sharpened his edge His entry point targeted, fury bright red The first cut the deepest, and clean to the bone A wound bleeding freely —all sutures unknown (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Darkness To Dawn

No one ever dies for an idea, until it changes to a feeling No one ever dies for a feeling —until darkness points to dawn (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The Devil's Luck

You can’t step into the same river twice, and have the water be the same You can’t throw wishes into the wind, and recall them time unclaimed You can’t put a baby back in the womb, once the cord of life has been cut And you can’t change a...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Academia's Lantern

Formal education, requires a fence With borders to confine, and logic intense Three letters that matter, the I, S, and M Each school suffixed over, its member’s defend Realism, Rationalism, Idealism all… Each name its own failing, ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The Dance

Prose or Poetry, the music is calling A waltz or a tango —conjecture or blood (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The True Story

Are you a conscious Poet with unconscious beliefs An eternity of verse crying out from your sleep Are your dreams more important than your waking hours show Do they tell the true story —of all there is to know (Villanova Pennsylvania: ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Sublimity

Do I think I believe, or believe that I think Are they both the same thing, a pen with two inks Does one include faith, and the other just mind Or are they conjoined —symbiosis sublime (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The Elusive Ghost

Can you be conscious without being self conscious, philosophers disagree Being aware of your awareness, seems logical to me But logic has its failings, as we pierce the inner mind Perception, the most elusive ghost —and hardest...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The Open Door

Death at its zenith, the other side of life’s goodbye Eternity waiting patiently, to welcome us inside Always the dark misnomer, we hold in dread and awe When really it’s an open door —to all we’re searching for (Villanova Pennsylvania...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Bookends

Bookends of a dream —the beginning and ending of tomorrow (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The Search

The deeper we get into the idea of what’s real, the further away we become Trying to put our formulas into a box, is folly zero sum Like the horizon before you that you see but can’t touch, the truth forever disguised Its cost...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Each Moment Anew

As a Poet, I don’t have to prove what I mean Or reveal the pigmentation of colors that gleam Or the height of an Angel, compared to a Man Or whether the Devil, cannot or then can As a Poet, I don’t even have to explain The temperatu...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Silence Most Deadly

The intention of silence… to expose or deceive Its power much greater, than most would believe Sometimes to say nothing, speaks loudest of all The quiet most deadly —when falsehood befalls (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Je Ne Sais Quoi

Inferable, unknowable, all senses on fire Beyond contradiction, sans myriad liars Its vision unstated, true knowledge unfeigned Born into our souls —its silence to reign (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Storm Warning

A hurricane of stimulation, a tornado of thought Blowing through the vast unknowing, our natures to be caught When doubt sits high on light’s horizon, storm warnings there portend Whose cyclones of enlightenment —with hailstones shape a...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
In Our Hearts

The fact that God has survived in spite of religion May be his greatest miracle —of all (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Temporal Delusion

Memories of memories, illusions called the past Their structure self deceptive, inside our minds ill cast Memories of uncertainty, and memories still to come Embedded in our consciousness —this moment zero sum (Villanova Pennsylvania: ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Ego Sum

I I am I am because I am I (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Tomorrow Calls

Every man dies, but not every man lives Embracing his passion —eternity bids (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Tears Of Pain

Those most desperate among us, must learn to cry alone Themselves regained through tears of pain —to mark their pathway home (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Flashbacks

A sudden embarrassment, a moment of shame A lifetime remembered —in flashbacks of pain (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Logic A Mess

Why start at the beginning and not at the end Why is reality nothing more than pretend Why are most facts at best a mere guess Your order disordered —logic a mess (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Her Voice

Speaking through me, all choice undone The Muse unseen —her voice unsung (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
All We Can Say

If the memories in the present are of the past And the aspirations of the present to the future are cast Then memories aspire for only today The only time extant —and all we can say (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
No More / No Less

Is there a fact of the matter that can never be disproved Is there an absolute truth that all can behoove As sure as we once were that the world was flat We’ve transferred to the Big Bang, and the beginning of all that Are facts just ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Here And There

You are two things distinct, that exist yet unfurled You as yourself, and as part of the world Fundamentally the same, but functionally unpaired Your story twice told —as you’re here and then there (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
No More / No Less

Is there a fact of the matter that can never be disproved Is there an absolute truth that all can behoove As sure as we once were that the world was flat We’ve transferred to the Big Bang, and the beginning of all that Are facts just ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Hope May Till

The beauty of a Rose… in the heart of one who knows That love’s a gift of time, both temporal and sublime The seedling of a wish, future memory to enlist That hope may till the fields —budding Roses to conceal (Villanova Pennsylvania: ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Still Unborn

How dependent are we on language, for the expansion of our minds Each word a crucial building block, an archetype sublime Can we think outside our diction, would our thoughts release and form Or would truth and beauty, right and wrong —...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Crossing Over

Memory is a river, bound for the sea One waterfall to cross —death’s waters to free (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Time's Prison

If you call out loudly, the past will find you The pain but a looking glass, all time a shroud As memory surrounds, its prison reopens Chaining the present —locking the future down (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The Cusp

The prelude to a wish, all time conspired Eternity on call —the night on fire (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Wishing

Wishing I hadn’t, wishing I could Going through the motions —of love (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Bricks & Mortar

Intermingled, but not together In your presence, but still alone Hearing your words, but not your meaning Leaving your house —so far from home (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
At The End

The truth redeemed, The past reclaimed —within your final hour (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
All I Ask

Everything… is all I ask In all you say —and all you do (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
To Ignore Or Befriend

If you live your life correctly, death walks close by your side To constantly remind you, that time’s not on your side Your choice on how to handle, to ignore or then befriend Will change your life completely —as each day begins again ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Moments In Song

Painting with words, Sculpting with phrases, Singing the moments away (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Trapped Within

The physics of divinity, atheists chide Pews filled with charlatans, believers on trial Trapped in their reasoning, with all logic stretched thin Building walls to keep light out —and darkness within (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
An Ever Changing Tide

Stretching and pulling, the Universe goes on Cosmology’s wonderment, each day a new dawn The Spacetime Continuum, today’s Top 40 hit Tomorrow inherent, unless we’ve been misled The deeper the probing, the ‘Bigger the Bang’ What Eins...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Verum Tamen—Verum Est

The Self, Free Will, and Love… today’s three illusions of life Without just one our lives negate, a charlatan’s delight For the Self to Love most Freely, this Holy Trinity must preside What Plato ordained and Kant reframed —modern thoug...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Goodbye Laura

Divorcing the Muse, her property demands were high The alimony my insight, leaving me speechless, high and dry Once the papers were signed, it was the last I was to write Visitation denied —monthly support payments in light (Villanova...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The Light Eternal

Can you ever really lose what you’ve never really had Can you ever be good if you’ve never been bad Can you ever pose a question that’s never been asked Can the answer prove elusive when the future is past Can the moments live on fr...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The Truth Revealed

The touchstones of existence… how many have you known A common rock, a baby’s kiss, a dog to walk you home Can one then trump the other, with importance or with worth Can a seaside villa or Renoir painting, outshine a child’s birth The...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Setting The Ghost Free

The emptiness between Hemingway’s words is a hollow sound that stays in your mind The space creates distance as the Old Man wanted, from the reader and the voyeur of pain “Distance from the day he fought and struggled to land that one gre...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Stillborn

Raw Intelligence… Like dry Cement Sitting unmixed Never used To make Anything Real Raw Intelligence… A flashing Neon light To its own Potential Bulbs Burning out One at a time Raw Intelligence… Its shadows Forever littered Along a Lost and...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Crying Inward

How old were you when you were born Were your pasts or futures deemed forlorn How young will you be when you die As truth cries inward —all time a lie (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Breaking Dawn

After the finish line, a new starting line awaits Where answers have deserted, but old questions remain The learning curve most steep, as doubt invades the shadows The light never brighter —than when dawn breaks through again (Villanov...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Time's Capsule

Surging through memory, all time was expanded The past and the future —beginning and end (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The Journey

It can take a lifetime… to learn how to write like yourself (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The Lost Dove

I can’t give it to you scientifically, and that’s the only way you want it Therefore, the enormous part of you that’s missing —will stay forever gone (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019) ‘To My Naturalist Friends’

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The Forest & The Trees

Quantum Superposition, forever preying on our minds Refusing to admit what consciousness knows, its theory never finds The more complex the argument, the further afield it falls Roaming and scattered amidst the trees, blind to the fores...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The Winter Snows

Planting words inside my garden, watering them at will Staking memories long forgotten, feelings cold and shrill Row by row the letters planted, phrases start to grow Whose cool fall day a harvest brings —to feed the winter snows (Vill...

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4 months ago
That Final Breath

What describes a Poet, let me count the ways To once describe a morning, emerging through the haze What describes a season, its leaves from green to brown What describes a heartbeat, when your lover can’t be found What describes a reas...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Because I Must

Writing Prose, because I can And Poetry —because I must (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Forever To Share

Are there degrees of spiritual freedom, or is its breadth just either or Is the light metered out or self contained, and endless in its store Is the origin of beauty and its pathway divined, beatific in its scope Or can it be portioned, f...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Quantum Zeno

Awareness can be frozen, “A watched pot never boils” When perception’s forced upon itself, all change in stillness toils “To thine own self” the Bard entreated, that one truth we’re meant to find As consciousness—the mind of God ca...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Time Unspun

Looking in not out, the picture cleared Problems solved, both far and near Motion closed, entropic sum Space inflated —time unspun (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
99.9

Extinction probability, ninety nine point nine History’s infinitive, the graveyard of time Cosmology winning out in the end The hourglass draining —last thought to befriend (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Fatality Of Fear

Words come to a point like the tip of a spear Embedding the truth —impaling your fear (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The Origin

The speed of a photon, the steps of a man The truth pointing inward —where forever began (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Self Delusion

Your words can rise, or your words can fall But a politically correct Poet —is no Poet at all (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Self Delusion

Your words can rise, or your words can fall But a politically correct Poet —is no Poet at all (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Enflame

Answer with passion, or don’t answer at all Cauterizing my questions —as ashes they fall (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The Ivory Tower

Atheists work on the breaker box, as Creationists source the power Rewiring a changing system that’s flawed —their lights flicker in an ivory tower (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Hopeful Sound

We’re lucky to have survived each other, in the aftermath of love Those promises made as leaves they fell, from a height so far above The seasons changed, a pledge reclaimed, buries deep within the ground Waiting for Spring, its first rob...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The Sleeping Messiah

The beginning and ending of all that is known, inside of one last wish To carry the meaning of destiny’s Poem, all feelings to enlist Into the darkness, bound by the light, truth filling up the sky The hopes and desires of the children of...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Darkening Sun

Deifying themselves, the scientists disprove with their tools the existence of God To sit on a throne artificially made the Creator to them falsely shod They loudly decry as their courtiers boast about how powerful their laws h...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
1 + 1 = 1

Superpositioned, truth here and truth there Unmeasured duality, a mirror contraire Whose message lies distant, whose message lies near A Siamese phantom, both fronts facing rear The sublime contradiction, one plus one equals one Th...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Timeless Attraction

The gravity of words, their truth pulls together A force field of enlightenment —beyond the continuum of time (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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4 months ago
Licentia

A strange thing happens once you’re as old as your heroes The mystery less enchanting, the romance nearly gone A stranger thing happens when you outlive your heroes The nuances shouting boldly —permission now won (Villanova Pennsylvan...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Unmade

Prose… Has a room built in For the reader To crawl inside And sleep Maybe More than one room, Unmaking all beds That the Poet —has so carefully made (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The Jester Laughs

The ‘Deceivers Of Time Masquerade Ball’ Invitees file past Yesterday in drag, Tomorrow disguised Today—the Present’s mask Memories hide in the shadows of hope All wishes dancing fast Until the Jester laughs as the final waltz ends D...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
His Grace

The gravity of freedom… all truth pulled back and forth With God inside the Blackest Hole, unseen, he sets your course The speed your feelings travel, regulated by the light Your prayers like photons, crying out —His Grace to guide you...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Still Virgin

Can you write a celibate Poem Devoid of flesh and fevered sounds Can your verse restrain from lusting out Its words still virgin —yet passion bound (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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4 months ago
The 4th Dimension

Can consciousness be compressed like a distant Black Hole Into a photon and travel away Coursing into the darkness at the speed of light Reality curving and swaying With entropy chasing and time not around Each Dwarf Star awaiting its ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Sea Of Truth

No lines are crossed in getting to the sea Only excuses —buried in the sand (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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4 months ago
The Maternal Muse

Her voice provided cover, my soul to turn away Her message greatly treasured, her protection my dismay Her intention of the purest, but she raised me more than sound Into the dark I send her words, exposed—my spirit found (Villanova Pe...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Square By Square

If life is a giant crossword puzzle, how many blank spaces do you have How many words have come together, how many crossroads in your path Each grid connects with meaning, what row by row unfolds The story then, the story now —that squa...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Truth Bleeding Free

Complex messages need a simple structure Otherwise, a reader is lost The shorter the word, the greater the meaning Its judgment by value, never by cost ‘The straighter the blade, the sharper the edge ‘The sharper the edg...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Words Set Free

What value, if any, does Poetry have —if not to speak the truth (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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4 months ago
Children Of The Damned

The ethics of duplicity, the killing on trial One law for the criminal, one law for the child The electric chair savage, womb murder refined Academia, the father and mother of crime To lie when convenient, truth’s babies to cry An E...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Cogito Ergo Erras

Science hears what, Philosophy why The deafest of twins —singing in the same choir (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019) O/L 4-11-2019

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4 months ago
Stolen Dreams

All sleep is barren, the night becomes long The Muse an insomniac —restless until dawn (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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4 months ago
Exigent Power

Epiphany’s truth needs no defenders Its window stays open the light shining through The nature of being its servant not master With exigent power —beyond legend or proof (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Heaven's Atelier

All of your efforts… an homage to false reasoning Excuses misleading, art’s truth to disown Heaven’s Atelier beyond comprehension Its masterpiece living —beyond canvas or stone (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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4 months ago
Blind Contempt

The quandary of physics… a tool to divide A slave to its master, alone to misguide Capable of function, but never intent An eye without vision —and blind with contempt (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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4 months ago
A Quantitative Valet

Science… a handmaiden of knowledge The upstairs maid in a mansion of discovery Chauffeuring itself along roads it has built A quantitative valet —in the closet of the unknown (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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4 months ago
The Coldest Muse

Married to his writing, divorced from carnal love The bodies flesh a token, his words to rise above All younger men still captive, as lust demands anew His passion burning molten hot —to bed the coldest Muse (Villanova Pennsylvania: Ap...

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4 months ago
The Hunt

A gift inside the box... one question left unanswered Whose key to then unlock lay distant—still unfound (Baltimore Maryland: April, 2019)

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4 months ago
Sighted Blind

My dog was hurt; he couldn’t hunt, and left me in the field To wander into aimlessness, my prey as yet to yield His nose was gone; the point was lost, the tracks turned right then wrong My gun recocked but sighted blind —all certainty ...

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4 months ago
One Final Bill

Sleeping through forgiveness… I’m re-invoiced by the pain The nightmare real, escape undone, the reasons all to blame Trapped within my memory, each image haunts and preys Excuses gone as judgment reigns —one final bill to pay (Vill...

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4 months ago
Priority

The first responsibility of Poetry —is honesty The second responsibility is to never forget responsibility number one (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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4 months ago
Silence To Collide

Playing tennis without a net,” perhaps Robert Frost was right Free Verse serves with no return, day volleys into night One long shot into the darkness, an open end divide Its message fades, an echo dim —with silence to collide (Villano...

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4 months ago
Heaven's Wings

Power… the father of choice Emotion… the mother of love Freedom… lost child of betrothal Returning —on wings from above (Richmond Virginia: April, 2019)

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4 months ago
A Gentle Wind

Never shout into the void —when you can whisper to the heart (Richmond Virginia: April, 2019)

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4 months ago
No Longer Free

Bring your lover into your world, don’t hide inside of hers ‘A mistake too often made with respect to women’ Self inflicted homicide… men die of good intention A modern age hormonal trap —loves truth no longer free (Greensboro...

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4 months ago
Godel Was Right

Scientific Discovery… but one grand paradox The Spacetime Continuum —contradiction defined (Greensboro North Carolina: April, 2019)

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4 months ago
Forever On Hold

A literary sociopath… Hemingway wrote Both gifted and tortured, his words they provoke A verbal combatant, new victories untold His last proving fatal —all memory on hold (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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4 months ago
One Vow

A mind can love an atheist But a soul must wed to God Each troth professed by self possessed One vow —to rise above (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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4 months ago
Vanity's Ghost

The narcissism of small differences… The egos crown of thorns The sharper each individual barb The more frequently it’s worn A grand pontification Whose wind blows just one way Into the face of vanity’s ghost In jealous —dis...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
A Promise Wed

The soul is not by nature born Or by the earth breastfed It kneels before loves distant star Whose light —its promise wed (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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4 months ago
Undiscovered Reverie

Does infinity come in sizes Does forever stop and start Does totality beckon then fall away —dissolving into parts Is gravity a lost dimension Is pure mathematics number free Is a concept real if it’s never been thought ...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Lost Grace

Oh, to be good at something I hate Oh, to be bad at something I love To lose what I love to gain what I hate Ill tempered indifference —lost grace from above (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Joy Out Front

No matter how great the versing writing always lacks the note That music plants inside our souls words by their nature rote Its melody takes you skyward all reason left behind Pure joy out front to then surround —what substitutes as min...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Eternity's Mark

Can time be discarded by reading your work Your wisdom a birthstone, eternity’s mark With experience salient, thoughts never to age A voice for all seasons —the words of a sage (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
A Footnote To Plato

The nature of being, its whole and its parts The nature of being, its fits and its starts The nature of being the old and the new The nature of being —to me and to you (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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4 months ago
Freedom's Ladder

The word ‘ABOUT’ is like a ladder From what is to what may be Each rung a step in our perception Climbing higher —to be free (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
As Ever Before

Often it’s just sound, searching for meaning Until there’s a voice, and words start releasing Then it’s the story, as language takes form Together now one —as ever before (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
One Light

We all believe in something, some choose to call it God Belief the common mantra, we’re living in awe of Be it physics, space, or prophecy, a credence young or old Many candles through the darkness burn —with one light to behold (Vill...

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4 months ago
And You Can Keep The Mule...

To whomever owns the emptiness I’ll take forty acres if you please With space and time locked tightly out Where nothing —rules supreme (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
I Am

Sharing space with myself replaying ‘what if’ Symbiosis conjoins the jazz in the riff The progression regressive separation be damned My shadow imploding —in a joyous ‘I Am’ (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Zephyrus' Delight

Instinct flashes past the speed of light Intuition imploding Zephyrus’ delight Detached from its fuel source tale on fire The comets direction —reversed and inspired (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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4 months ago
Reality Bends

Repetition inversing, black hole in my head In perpetual silence, words collapsing unread Reality bending, rescinding the end The beginning left virgin —repeating again (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Dylan's Garden

Explaining a Poem… poisoning the fruit The meaning exploited —dead at the root (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Inside—Out

Can there be a top without a bottom A beginning without an end A middle without two flanking sides Reality without pretend Can you stop what’s never started Can you die before you live Can you see the truth without the lie Can...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Counting Stopped

Truth lies beyond computation, perception aware of itself Its ability beyond the last measure —of all theory and data unfelt (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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4 months ago
A Losing Game

If lights great speed is but a myth And darkness not empty as it seems What’s true then false, what’s false conscripts Our need to know —a cursed dream Has discovery made us better Have our souls or spirits changed As logic brag...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Your Voice Explodes

Listen your way out of the problem, when language goes awry Each word that’s heard, a fuse unlit, whose primer never lies To think the pieces wholly, as new structure comes in view With time and space in servitude —your voice explodes a...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
The Awakening

Poetry, a reconciliation of opposites —awakening the dream (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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4 months ago
A Singular Beauty

Discretions infinity, its number unknown One window sufficient for its light to be shown An exploding dynamic tumbling over itself A singular beauty —in the distance unfelt (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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4 months ago
Eight Questions

Will there ever come a time when a moment doesn’t matter Will there ever come a date when the days won’t connect Will there ever come a phrase its words devoid of meaning Will there ever come a song whose melody won’t play Have you le...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Did You Dream

Was the ending self-fulfilling Hopes and wishes by the score Did you live to dream or dream to live Of a life —that’s something more (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Imagery Forgives

The gravity of freedom, the weight of space and time Above the calculated noise, the wisdom of the Mime Truth reveals a vacuum, where silence waits to live As words describe what minds can’t see —and imagery forgives (Villanova Penns...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
S

One letter that follows, if added will deem To separate the real from what’s referenced or schemed “Honor from honors, Love from loves “Truth from truth’s, and Self from selves “God from gods, Time from times “Vision from visio...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Ah Yue Shda

A Lakota Sioux Elder once prophetically said… “We will be known forever by the tracks we leave behind” That wisdom now marking a trail of tears —any hope still yet to find (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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4 months ago
The Tightening Noose

Parents, hover over their children Adults, smothering their young Choices curtailed, freedom spoon fed Gallows —for youth to be hung (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Now

The history of time a moments expanse All memory set free —the present entranced (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Destiny Wed

In the Song Of The Muses, the Prince heard his Queen Now locked in a convent, her beauty unseen The tower lay distant, its ramparts on guard Just one point of entry a hero’s reward The mist in the valley its prison to free Through c...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
That Beckoning Star

The Siren of fate lures you onto the rocks Her beauty enticing while masking what’s not A shipwreck of horrors that’s not what it seems Luring you onward away from your dreams A phantom discovery a fool’s masquerade Its promising te...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Dark Passage

The night is a den of mixed horrors A trap where you sleep with the dead Any light that’s remiss or left vacant A pathway —to gravestones unread (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Science Proclaims

The Self Free Will And Love —the three grand illusions of life (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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4 months ago
The Light

I stare back from the last horizon, and scientists look bemused Theologians prey among themselves, mystics stay confused Once through the light Divining no beginnings or their ends All truth transcending within itself —as time and space...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
4 months ago
Vita—Et Alia

If all there is… —is all there is (then) All you can do… —is all you can do (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019) Listening to James Ladyman

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5 months ago
Rotor Blades That Kill

We never safeguard our progeny by overprotecting our kids The blankets that we spread and fences we build Imprison, rather than defend Ensuring weaker and hapless offspring —inside a diminished and helpless world (Villanova Pennsylvani...

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5 months ago
Fear & Ignorance

Get through the dialectic before the day is late Don’t wait for an invitation as they slowly shut the gate The wolf now dressed in spun wool has broken from his cage He hungers deep inside our fear with ignorance and rage As traitors l...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Choice

Just because you can —doesn’t mean you should (and) Just because you should —doesn’t mean you can (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Loves Denial

When you split the beam and the splintered edge is all you’re left with The only one you’ve outsmarted is yourself A prisoner of your severed choice and schizophrenia The victim of your hearts defeat —and loves denial (Villanova Penns...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Interdiction

Poetry… arresting the mundane acquitting the spirit Convicting all redundancy —freeing the truth (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
Magdalena

Magdalena, your beauty known Magdalena, your wisdom shown Magdalena, firm and steadfast Magdalena, communed repast Magdalena, so loved a man Magdalena, his blood in hand Magdalena, though history scolds Magdalena, your heart...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
The Takeover

The fences and billboards disappear in the sanctum As theory is abandoned —and true knowledge takes hold (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
Liberating The Truth

With each tick of the second hand the immeasurable on trial Imagination deposed all parameters set free The Poets acquitted the logicians suicidal All reference and syntax —imploding at light speed (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
Revelation

The older I get, the more distant they seem The past and the future, reality’s dream The older I get, the deeper it feels Distraction aborted —the moment revealed (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Aging The Silence

A poem is never truly finished, a song never finally sung As words and lyrics age the silence —all time forever young (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Lights Prisoner

Lay your feelings out there, put them on the line Send your fear back down to hell, forever to remind Evil in submission, darkness wrapped in fright The devil muted with your words —prisoner of the light (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, ...

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5 months ago
Prisoners Of Time

In three thousand years of philosophical thought what in fact’s been changed Has a sorrow been healed or steeple been built resulting from the game The essence, the theory, the logic, the proof all couplets lacking rhyme In the end all vi...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Dereliction

Deserting your own judgment —the highest form of treason (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
Truth Revealed

Thought is meant to provide escape from what causes it to be The soul released in contradiction its spirit running free All questions posed and answers sought now kindling burned to ash The dialectic self destroyed —with truth revealed ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Hope Turns

I’m most tired of wishing —when hope turns to pain (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Trappings

It’s not what you put on but what you take off Each trapping a hangman —and choking its cost (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Those Who Can—Do

Everyone wants to teach until that day of learning comes No longer needing to find themselves in accolades, praise—or love (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
Crippled And Lost

Prosthetic language can never fix a Poems broken joints Only inspiration can set the break for sure Crutches and canes to prop up verse severely disappoint Perception falling on its face —a crippled lost poseur (Villanova Pennsylvania...

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5 months ago
The Future Passed

The 4th dimension, space and time Godel agreed, Einstein opined If set in motion, the future passed Time self negated —its truth recast (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
Venit Una Ex Multis

Many fuels create the heat, but one temperature reigns supreme Many fuels create the heat —but one temperature frees the light (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Ayn's Nightmare

Our brains push away as humanity pulls Cerebrum benighted —emotion to school (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Neither Nor

Truth thrives in contradiction the difference sharply honed A neither nor redemption as zero-sum is known (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
The Safe Harbor

Can you imagine something beyond your conception Can the truth hide from view exposed in plain sight Can you forget to remember or remember to forget Is all darkness misleading —the safe harbor of light (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, ...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Waiting For Time

My mind is a garden whose plants have grown tall Their season end harvest awaiting the call Ideas and feelings cross over in rows The laughter of children to lead where they go My thoughts now a storeroom the food all put up Its sus...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Unto You

All worth free of sanction its value beyond time Our oath most revealing a memory divine The Bard more prophetic… “To Thine Own Self Be True” One meaning transcendent —that gift unto you (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Without And Within

The moment… something other than time A consonant failure, its freedom in rhyme Happening once, as it happens again Beyond every measure —without and within (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
One Look

You mortgage the future with the currency of time To buy out your fate with more meter and rhyme But one look through the darkness past devil and saint Explodes your true oneness —the moment ordained (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Lost Candle Of Time

Can time survive in purer form devoid of reference future—past Can the present become a bible for every sage Like a black hole compressing within itself imploding front to back Its enigma leads to an eternity dark —lost ca...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Write, Sing, See, And Feel

Write your way out of a book Sing your way out of a song See your way out of the darkness Feel your way out —of what’s wrong (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
The Freedom Within

Your ideas have merit, that your words can’t support Your spirit is strong, but your language is weak Your eyes are wide open, while your tongue remains tied Your voice now enslaved —to the freedom within (Villanova Pennsylvania: Marc...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Where Dreams Have Laid

My writing conceals a deeper truth than common sense abides Each word unwraps a higher sense than fame or fortune buys Every breath I take, the future staked the moment crowned as King All beds remade where dreams have laid —the present...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
The Distance

We anticipate the future —by remembering the past (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
The Swinging Door

Cowardice and bravery Not either-or But different levels of Valor and shame A swinging door Whose facings change when swung A foil to confound The Poets dream With glory and disdain Bravery and cowardice Not zero-sum —but often look the same ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
5 months ago
Grandfather's Divorce

He never told me when he left her, I’d go through a Grandfather’s divorce The kids remote and distant all contact scant and forced My love sits idly waiting for the phone to ring again Saying “Papa we want to see you” but Mommy’s mad at...

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5 months ago
Samsara

The discovery of Man —a genesis reborn (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
Madre

One vision one name Two words —Grand Canyon (Desert View Arizona: February, 2019)

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5 months ago
A Gray Dawn

The gray dawn slaughters the promise of spring, a desperate last goodbye Its poisonous haze mocks a sky forsaken, the sun again denied Its blanket lowers in a shroud of judgment, whose verdict darkly stained To deluge its exit in torrents of t...

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5 months ago
A Buffet Of Hate

Blood was toasted in a buffet of hate A violent main course —whose dessert was death (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
In Spite Of Ourselves

What if God is the Universe Not something separate and distinct But the Universe itself Eliminating the dual notions Of Creation and Intelligent Design Insuring our divinity as part of the whole Insuring our divinity —in spite...

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5 months ago
Either Or Deception

Logic is a prison… the truth locked deep within Its laws a jailer standing guard whose warden darkness brings An either or deception a psychic trap that lures Vision sentenced — insight charged zero-sum assured (Villanova Pennsylvania:...

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5 months ago
Time Remembered

Take a breath, affirm your life Take a step, confirm it twice Your mind reflects, as words surround All time remembered —truth unbound (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
Quod

You have existed now —forever (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
Beginning Again

How quiet are the closing moments of Winter Its final lingering shadow passing over your soul Days lengthening into night beyond all protest What ended in shades of red and brown —beginning again (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
First Law Of Metaphysics

There’s nothing less, there’s nothing more As time repeats… —once evermore (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
Plato's Bequeath

An extravagance of leisure —exploiting the time Beyond the reach of my Grandfathers —the joy and the pain (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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5 months ago
Descartes, Be Damned

From life’s final dissertation, logic must be barred A blueprint of our limitations, its legions burned and scarred In that last final closing moment, transcendence kindled bright The strictures of its failed excuse —left victim to th...

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5 months ago
Damning Refrain

The deeper the words formed The meaner they became ‘now free and alive and stirred from the bottom ‘once buried and denied in moments of pain’ Taking on new life, they glare and they scowl Staring back fr...

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5 months ago
Our Spiritual Vacuum

Is God a deficiency in our character or makeup Do we fill in the vacuum with almighty tales of beyond Is the salvation we yearn for there buried deep inside us Do our sermons lay unwritten —last devotional unsung (Villanova Pennsy...

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5 months ago
Stigmata

Wringing feelings Like a sponge… The words dripped down My lips Onto the page —staining my soul (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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5 months ago
Almighty Silence

Poetry… Conduit Of the truth Speaker Of the almighty Silence Last synapse Of a feeling Lost Nerve ending Of a forgotten Dream (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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5 months ago
Grandparenting

Becoming totally involved —keeping your opinions to yourself (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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5 months ago
The Bare Minimum

The minimum standard defining a man —taking care of his family The minimum standard defining a woman —taking care of her man (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
Time

Forever rented, never owned The moment leased —the future loaned (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
$$$$$

Money… an ungrateful heir Disowning all memory —with your ashes still warm (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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5 months ago
Death On The Fringe

The older I get, the louder the Muse does parade The shorter the moment, the deeper her message invades The older I get, distant voices wither and fade With death on the fringe —all focus recentered and staged (Villanova Pennsylvania:...

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5 months ago
The Mirror

You hate in your enemy —what you most love in yourself (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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5 months ago
Life Support

As natural and necessary as breathing —I write (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
That Last Final Moment

Who declared politics a zero-sum sport Where stadium’s freeze and statesmen abort That last final moment in a sudden death game With truth as the loser —forever in shame (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
Literary Nuptial

Poetry… the marriage of raw emotion —and unbridled thought (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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5 months ago
Cancer

It takes from your body, as it steals from your spirit Hope its main victim —promised future unseen (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2016)

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5 months ago
The Incarcerated Word

What was created to expose, now a fortress meant to hide Bastions of higher learning, masking havens safe for lies Where discourse once was treasured, the ivy droops and sighs With comfort their true measure, the dilettantes all cry Pl...

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5 months ago
Through The Keyhole Darkly

Through the keyhole darkly, he could now remember his name Through the keyhole darkly, his medicine kicked in once again Through the keyhole darkly, he knew his daughter by her face Through the keyhole darkly, he was now back home in hi...

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5 months ago
The Key

Poetry… the key to Cosmology A question for every answer —in search of itself (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
Interment

Bury what you can with words —and remember the rest (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
Divergence

There are those who write poetically, and there are Poets Eternity balances —on the difference (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)

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5 months ago
New Millennium's Curse

Compression ingestion The world to implode The numbers decreasing —resistance explodes From diamond to carbon Wheels spin in reverse The groundhog, the treadmill —millennium’s curse (Brooklyn, New York: March, 2016)

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5 months ago
Checks You Can't Cash

Do you live your whole life in a half empty space Do you swear up and down your excuses defaced Do you sing in a choir where the music has died Do you brand all as liars as your tongue remains tied Do you rob from the master just to ...

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5 months ago
Master Or Ghost

Are you the hero in your recurring dream Or the victim of a life undone Are you the ambassador for all you esteem Or a fugitive —a soul on the run Are you a real friend beyond trial and strife Whose allegiance now stalwart defends...

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5 months ago
Our Fated Selves

Folding in to convention, Sealed in creases of acceptance, Maligned and misled By the false promises Of a stolen heart, We chase the white whale Of validation Into waters of denial… ‘Fury—the rallying cry of our vengeful spirit Hate—the j...

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5 months ago
Too Close / Too Far

Too close to the flame… too far from the light (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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5 months ago
Loud And Wild

The power of the written word… the spoken word supreme Ink to recommission, what only breath can glean Soldiers line up back to back, letters ranked and filed The command to march just given once —its war chant loud and wild (Villanov...

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5 months ago
The Present Instilled

Writing for tomorrow, today is enhanced Writing for tomorrow, my mind and heart dance Writing for tomorrow, my place is affirmed Writing for tomorrow, my name is confirmed Writing for tomorrow, the future reeled in Writing for tomor...

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5 months ago
Fertile And Silent

Making love to the words, our tryst lasted till dawn The sun now a blanket, covered verses to warm Making love to the words, all new phrases to sleep Resting fertile and silent —until daylight retreats (Villanova Pennsylvania: February...

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5 months ago
In Shadows Grow

The mother lode of nighttime verse, arriving late —by Satan cursed The dreamer wakes, all sleep forgoes, old words unbirthed —in shadows grow (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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5 months ago
Open Fields

Are you judging from halls academic Or from places where words cannot hide Are your hours immersed in false reference Or in a visceral pursuit that defies All bias and excuse living tethered In an ivy walled mansion enthroned W...

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5 months ago
Where Words Never Die

From whom was your legacy born, and where does your destiny lie A voice calling out from the storm —a place where the words never die (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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5 months ago
This Moment At Hand

Living an eternity with each given day The calendar a slave to the present foray This moment at hand the only time you’re ordained Exploding at once —over and over again (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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5 months ago
Your Lifeless Form

Do You Bore Yourself? Do you rent the space you’re standing in, owning nothing in the end but default? Do you recycle words until their utterance fails, mistrusting your ability to say what’s right? Do you hedge your bets, never going all in f...

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5 months ago
Fear Now My Prey

Repelled by tradition and past status-quo I enter the jungle where hides the unknown Rejecting excuses and all that’s passé My bow is drawn tightly —with fear now my prey (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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5 months ago
Veracity Returned

Lying to myself… the truth swimming free Escaping prevarication, abandoning my schemes The water got deep, its weight dragged and pulled Till veracity returned —resuscitation fulfilled (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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5 months ago
The Next Moonless Night

Its chain cut again… the demon is loose Deep into the night, she hunts darker truths The hallway’s back stairs, her favorite retreat Pending daylight’s return, when her bite becomes weak Then she staggers back wounded to shadows tha...

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5 months ago
Together To Stand

The words once they’re spoken, notes and palettes enhanced Not judged in reference, kindred spirits they dance While music enlivens what phrases will say A painting embodies what verses convey And the only conflict is in the critic’...

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5 months ago
Black Rain

Choking on arrogance, occlusion unrhymed The Reaper lies waiting, graveyard of Mimes Choking on arrogance, last curse to remain Spat into the wind —returning black rain (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2019)

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6 months ago
Marking Time

Is your humanity held captive by your intelligence Does your soul remain imprisoned for a self-inflicted crime Are the wishes you made, abandoned, prisoners of the wind Is the cell locked deep within you —on whose walls you mark the...

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6 months ago
Turn The Page

When the freedom to think And the ability to write are at odds —turn the page (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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6 months ago
Rooted Within

Carrying them with me, traveling through time Words seed my memory, new meter and rhyme Spreading them freely, over days fallowed thin New verses sprout upward —rooted within (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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6 months ago
Less Risk

The deeper the pond, the calmer the water The older the wine, the richer the flavor The longer the gaze, the sharper the picture The fewer the words —less risk of conjecture (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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6 months ago
Impavida

Blood in my fountain pen, phrases in my gun Blasts of rapid insight —words that never run (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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6 months ago
To Rage And Roar

My pen restrained and kidnapped, but ink bleeds evermore Voices cry: “Something More Be Done” —fury to rage and roar (Villanova Pennsylvania: Dreamsleep-February, 2016)

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6 months ago
A Choice

To those who seek acquaintance, I can’t and won’t befriend No time that isn’t mortgaged, no hearts will I defend Each day begins and ends with gifted words upon the page My blood lay rediscovered, new memories to age My spirit lost w...

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6 months ago
Calling Inward

Are your wishes scribed in combat, are your hopes relined with pain Is your motion found still wanting, as you climb the stairs again Are your words now of this moment, is your verse free and sincere Are your feelings calling inward —fr...

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6 months ago
Dragons Caught

The tightness of the words protects the freedom of the thought Whose voice when spoken gently —can silence thunder and dragons caught (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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6 months ago
Last Domino

To change one word and rock the world, a verse now dancing free Its weight unmeasured, breadth untold, whose key unlocks the dream The bottle open, the genie gone, last domino to fall One word pulled out, or inserted in —new meaning to...

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6 months ago
Never Destitute

In the darkest final hours, I began to write And my words once spoken new from scattered ashes light the sky To begin and end each day caught up in beauty’s distant wake All loneliness filled by pages lined with happiness and joy My ...

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6 months ago
In Cold Blood

War is not a career —but a calling Where dreams become martyred in cold blood (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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6 months ago
Hiding From The Light

We worship inside the dark rapture of our own becoming Hiding from the very light —that promises to show us the way (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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6 months ago
My Spirit Set Free

Poetry allows me to combine what I think with what I feel. It lets me drive toward a point while being pointless at the same time. The beauty of the metaphor masking the philosophical content, pulling the reader in without questioning why. Both...

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6 months ago
Nighttime Has Answered

Will the words come, will the words go Are they forever, how do I know What do I think, what do I feel Memory escapes, a spoke off the wheel Written in blood, spoken in rhyme Forever to echo, forever sublime Daffodils scatter, ...

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6 months ago
Living Unclaimed

Present ordained, past—future in shame The Poet and Jester as one Living unclaimed, free and unnamed Archangel and Devil —undone (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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6 months ago
Sleeping With The Muse

Sleeping with the Muse, my nights have grown short Sleeping with the Muse, all senses comport Sleeping with the Muse, words dance with delight Sleeping with the Muse, confronting my fright Sleeping with the Muse, her will tests again...

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6 months ago
If

If we were young men, if we were strong If we had fresh words, to add to our song If we were soldiers, with war in our veins If we were poets, our voices reclaimed If we were lovers, of women that cried If we went wandering, our h...

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6 months ago
So Hard Undefined

Neither over nor under, ahead or behind My position unreferenced, your judgment still blind Not over or under, ahead or behind So easy once labeled —so hard undefined (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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6 months ago
Hell Upon Earth

The livery on fire, its horses set free Misery beckons, the future to bleed The gates are broke open, all streets painted red Death has awakened, life dragged from its bed One bugle is left, blowing perdition’s melee All swords are ...

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6 months ago
Another Look

Another day with a voice —one more glimpse into forever (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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6 months ago
Wanting Only To Rhyme

Before I could return to writing prose, the Muse kidnapped my pen by decree Most days fully structured and measured on end, but tonight —words yearned to be free Each story cerebral, its words to describe, new plots marching forward i...

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6 months ago
Poet

Prince without a lineage King without a throne Master without servants Lover of that unknown Hearer of what’s unspoken Seer of things divine Lord among the jesters Voice for all the mimes Reason, when excuses falter Questioner, when answers fa...

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6 months ago
Gabriel Calls

My heart belongs to providence, as I walk that final mile My footsteps bought and paid for, when I clear the last denial My faith is bold and steadfast, a new rain begins to fall Through the fog a horn is blowing the gate open—Gabri...

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6 months ago
Reborn

Is life about how many or then about how much Is the truth in computation or in what those numbers touch Is the measurement empiric with a final answer shown Is salvation in the lyrics with the word count still unknown Is there faith i...

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6 months ago
A Warrior's Chant

Wrapping letters around the conflict A war played out with words The fury of shouted diction Slaying enemies still unheard Shooting vision into the onslaught Attacking silence as legion’s advance Loading insight into the canons...

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6 months ago
Divinity's Hymn

I sold my soul for new meter and rhyme Trading salvation for a thing greater still The joyful embrace of one hell damning phrase Living immortal, perpetual —fulfilled I sold my soul as the Devil laughed Knowing not, my final words...

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6 months ago
My Spirit Complete

Fusing thought with emotion, words come to life Images eternal, feelings ignite Lines play in concert, all stanzas to meet My psyche impassioned —my spirit complete (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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6 months ago
No More Could I Seek

When my words are read by the common man No higher praise could any writer stand Awards and cheer from the seasoned elite Pale when measured against those ‘in the street’ As I’m embraced by those ‘salt of the earth’ My spirit lifts,...

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6 months ago
Life

You can wish and hope for a hundred years, or play the game a day at a time You can focus on what’s at the end of the road, or squeeze three nickels from your very last dime You can pray for still more than some others might have, or be th...

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6 months ago
Fate's Retort

To live within the moment, and write as love does now befriend “Light shining brightest as hours grow short” A beginning reunites with the journey’s end “Memory imploding on fate’s retort” A window reopens,...

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6 months ago
Apathy

Your head’s in the sand, the canary at hand The coward inside you, his kingdom commands Mired in apathy, lost in denial One last Armageddon —the price of your wile (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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War

A hemorrhaging madness… wounds bleeding again Old stitches have broken death marking the end Unsutured indemnity ensuring your pain Flesh burning in enmity —uncauterized shame (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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6 months ago
Thoughts And Prayers—Thine

The vineyard has ripened new words on the vine The meanings have deepened new blessings Divine The verses fermented, I drink unto thee Consecration most sacred the blood pouring free The vineyard has ripened fresh words on the vine ...

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6 months ago
What Souls Hope To Find

An abundance of denial… your mind turns away What spirit embraces, wealth hides and delays “The dignity of the old man in worn tattered clothes Frayed pants covering high button shoes, but not toes ...

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6 months ago
New Light Unspoken

Nocturnal flower In need of sleep Your petals wilt The count for sheep New dawn unpromised The die is cast A croupier wearing Sun’s setting mask Through endless courtship Faith on the run A Jester whispers “Your dreams have come” The meadow wai...

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6 months ago
The Dragon's Fire

The Democrat party, all masters and slaves G.O.P. left in tatters, their promises frayed Haves lie to the have nots bright futures a whim As the dragon’s fire burns —the thick with the thin (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2016)

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6 months ago
New Melody

A chorus of enlightenment… awakens me again With sheets still warm, my heart she bathes, all feelings wet within Through steam I see her message clear, the mirror does confirm My words now washed, fresh thoughts to dry —new melody to l...

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6 months ago
The Island & The Cloud

Between freedom and Instagram there is an island, where men go to be alone An island of words in arresting colors, with meaning indicted—but seldom heard Between Facebook and tomorrow a cloud sits waiting, where men go to find themse...

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6 months ago
One Of Us

We appreciate that cousin” said the Rebel to the Yank As all glory left the battlefield where rows of corpses stank “We appreciate that cousin” as the bullets set to fly “But our family’s set upon itself —and one of us must die” (Vil...

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6 months ago
In Conflict

Poetic dyslexia, the words juxtapose The meaning in crisis, where God only knows Poetic dyslexia, all feelings collide Emotions in conflict —a verbal divide (Forum Shops-Caesars Palace: January 23, 2016)

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6 months ago
Flashes

Good and bad are truisms… a qualitative masquerade Ideology trumping feeling —in flashes of joy and pain (Las Vegas: January 23, 2016)

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6 months ago
The Magic Yours

You either bend and adapt, or then you break The crux in the motion —your magic to make (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2019)

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6 months ago
No Dreams Allowed

Paved over deep, my thoughts below Once brilliant shades of amber glow The darkest light, I now befriend Whose darkest thoughts, I sought to end While further down, the chanting starts No mockingbirds, no meadowlarks Where stilln...

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6 months ago
Grief Belies

A briefcase full of sorrow… the hiding place of tears One trade to end all others excuse to lie and steal The papers hide the story all documents in vain As grief belies the glory —of a life that deals in pain (Villanova Pennsylvania:...

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6 months ago
Safe From The Light

I lie down in the shadows where no one can reach me My seventh and last place to hide The sixth was a funeral, the fifth when in hospice The fourth was each time that I lied The third was a promise I made to a girl That she took t...

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6 months ago
No Umbrella

Never asking for permission, always being sure His head was held firmly, his mind had stayed pure Never seeking your acknowledgement or umbrella against the rain His words exploded thunder —truth pouring down again (Villanova Pennsylva...

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6 months ago
Footnotes Of Pain

A book with no cover, a man with no name Vowels dormant and muted, as consonants reign A plot with no purpose, an ending refrained Its message in conflict —with footnotes of pain (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)

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6 months ago
Death Be Not Imminent

The dreams of a soldier… dead bodies impound A warrior’s spirit his enemy found The battle once over a new war to find Though death be not imminent —all sleep to remind (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)

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6 months ago
The Walker

One foot in front of the other… that’s usually enough One thought no longer indentured captive or rebuffed One heart in search of love a new life to begin One verse free and uncensored —your legacy to sing (Villanova Pennsylvania: Dec...

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6 months ago
The Ashes Of Sin

A man must be measured to call himself such Each storm must be weathered its helmsman so clutch Fire must be extinguished for growth to begin The seeds of new virtue —from the ashes of sin (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)

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6 months ago
The Words

The eyes of a poet The heart of a warrior The soul of a prophet —but the words of a man (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2019)

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6 months ago
Trailing Behind

Those footsteps ahead are now footsteps behind The past but a memory the future declines My cadence is slowing my direction unclear When frozen in place on the wind I can hear Quiet footsteps ahead louder footsteps behind Their soun...

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6 months ago
That Voice Inside

I once tried crossing over a bridge that silence built And for mile after mile the quiet maimed and killed My speech was dumb and dormant as I bided all my time In hope of passing through the cracks the exit doors unrhymed My life dea...

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6 months ago
Feeling Beyond

Can your humanity transcend your intellect? Can your love outlive your mind? Can your reasons put your excuses to rest? Can your vision survive being blind? Can you rise above the factual? Can you see beyond what’s plain? Can yo...

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6 months ago
One Truth

Deception wears many faces —the truth but one (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2015)

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6 months ago
Aesthetics Price

Quantifying Art… quality by the pound Feelings like hair, part —separation profound (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2015)

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6 months ago
Day And Night

Some music takes me close… some pushes me further away Feelings set free, feelings enchained day into night—night into day (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2019)

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6 months ago
Before The Fire

The eyes of the artist the spirit of man The spark before the fire the vision—before the plan (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)

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6 months ago
Ancient Voices

All bareness forgiven the razors gone dry The excuses all shaven no more asking why A soul once abundant my face starts to fill No sentence redundant no lines to go shrill New destiny chosen man’s burden unsung The look becomes lear...

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6 months ago
The Dark Truth

Academia blocks real knowledge, Native Peoples will attest So many wrappings covering their lies, each field does then arrest With logic and ethics pointing the way, their path leads further down Young minds abandoned, thoughts astray, ...

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6 months ago
Love's Delight

The pen became my instrument the words became my notes The stanzas burn like songs on fire new voices scream with hope The ink runs free and heavy the score in black and white The music coursing through my soul —to christen love’s delig...

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6 months ago
Time Untethered

My verse begins where logic ends Escape its mission new light to bend The easy answer the convenient close Now left to others by others chose Each phrase a path that leads inside Beyond where dogma schemed and lied A light there ...

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6 months ago
My Legacy Planted

Mentally on the road while spiritually at home My mind got to wander as my soul was at peace Mentally on the road while spiritually at home My thoughts got to ponder what only distance could release Mentally on the road while spirit...

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6 months ago
Shadows

Shadows… of a former self Shadows… of that no longer felt Shadows… memories hide in sin Shadows… the future-past within (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)

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6 months ago
Waiting

Marooned inside the shallows —stalked by the next rising tide (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)

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6 months ago
Praying For The Light

I know that I believe, never sure of whom or what that is I know that I can see, never sure of what’s beyond my sight I’ve heard your pleading heart, never sure of how that makes me feel As I stand inside this shadow waiting —praying fo...

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6 months ago
Ecstacy

I’d rather be ecstatic in uncomfortable surroundings Than miserable —in comfort and shame (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)

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6 months ago
Meadow So Dear

A ray of warm sunshine sparkling delight An arrival so blessed on wings of a sprite Its music plays silent from distant to near Springtime is calling —the meadow so dear (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)

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6 months ago
A Note To Time

Refortifying myself… I expected less and less From you My inner world unfolding All window dressing cast aside My spirit entrusted to Those moments still to come The truth now able to settle And learn My secret voice conscious of What my curio...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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6 months ago
Till Our Wishes

I lived inside her laughter, I slept inside her song, I wrote inside her meaning —till our wishes all were gone (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)

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6 months ago
Now—Then

When did the global depression begin When did the leaves start to wither and fall When did the answers start questioning themselves When did the love vanish that springtime recalls Now, every method begets nothing but madness Now, ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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6 months ago
If The Moment Repeats

If you want to accomplish something, stop talking If you want to get somewhere, start walking If you want to be someone, stop wishing If you find your table bare, start fishing If the door remains barred and closed, knock again If ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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6 months ago
That Missing Link

A step ahead A step behind The motion foreign The distance blind To look then forward While looking back The moment flounders The line goes slack The past—the future Regret and hope A sun now darkened Your shadow gropes A step ahead A step behi...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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6 months ago
Either Or

Happy… writing poetry Miserable… writing prose Divided with each word to gift Joyful —with each thought to know (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2015)

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6 months ago
A Final Goodbye

Starting out with belief all that’s left is regret Starting out with hope every wish then denied Starting out with love at the end only pain Starting out with a welcome —one last final goodbye (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2019)

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6 months ago
Coursed In Stone

You have money in the bank, but you’ll never be rich With the power to buy and sell though yourself disowned Those things today and then tomorrow, their weight crushes in upon you A legacy doomed as rock by rock —your future coursed in ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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6 months ago
Left To Weep

The truth runs thin along the borderline Where voices lie weary and valleys grow deep The truth runs distant along the borderline Where choices are frozen —new dreams left to weep (Las Vegas Nevada: February, 2019)

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6 months ago
In The Nick Of Time

The open West is an iron lung for the polio of my soul Lifting me up and breathing in at once to make me whole Wild and free, its air blows clean to minister my wounds And nurse me back to perfect health —a second none to soon (Durango...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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6 months ago
Freedom's Hope Denied

I live in places you’ve never seen And sleep in nightmares you’ve never dreamed I choose in dimensions above either or Beyond the pain you can endure My memory lapses in moments freed But fate imprisons all I see Escape an opti...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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6 months ago
America

The power of dissent —a true measure of our freedom (Flagstaff Arizona: February, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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6 months ago
Dead Apostates

Write intrepid and unafraid… your ink to stain their minds Each word a dagger spilling truth, new blood for all to find Write intrepid and unafraid, your message screaming loud Where dead apostates felt your wrath —disciples standing pr...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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6 months ago
Captured

Striving to be anonymous, the hole got deeper still Ties were broken, ropes were cut, less water in the well Alone within my loneliness the darkness came at last The wish, I wish, I’d wished away —had captured me at last (Flagstaff Ari...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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6 months ago
Dropping Fast

Racing the dark from Albuquerque to Flagstaff old questions trailed behind me The highway marked with broken dreams of searchers long ago As Gallup filled my rearview mirror the sun reached out and grabbed me My last horizon dropping fas...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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6 months ago
Space To Grow

Does your mind have a second floor that’s very seldom used A place your thoughts can freely roam safe from life’s abuse One story up, your story forms, its telling far below The height of peace and solitude —with space for you to grow ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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6 months ago
Stolen Moments

Time immortal, the master thief, stealing tomorrow from the past Abducting each moment, all life itself, —today within its grasp (Santa Fe New Mexico: February, 2019)

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6 months ago
Unmasked

Time is the mask that all memories wear, as feelings age within Time is the bridge where eternity walks, each footstep to begin Time is a voice spoken only inside where denial cannot hear Time is the measure of what’s yet to come —in m...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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6 months ago
Beyond Time

There a mountain in my rearview mirror a magnet for my soul Pulling on what’s only borrowed its lease to keep me whole There’s a mountain in my rearview mirror calling out my name Its winds have blown my heart to rest —which time cann...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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6 months ago
Calling To Me Dear

When I want to visit God, I go to the Grand Canyon Where she talks to me plainly and talks to me clear Staring at eternity I look into her depths As she calls to me familiar —and calls to me dear (Grand Canyon South Rim: February, 2019)

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6 months ago
Step By Step

With each step that I take, words jostle and form Inside me they cluster deep down where it’s warm At nighttime they visit in moments of peace Defining my feelings —extending my reach (Las Vegas Nevada: January, 2019)

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6 months ago
Canyon Dancers

Deep in the canyon with the grace of your souls carrying your memory inside me Visiting places where we spent time before seeing each one of your faces Hearing your voices whispering inside reminding of what we knew then Sealing a vision ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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6 months ago
On Spoken Wings

Have you done enough Have you seen enough Have you loved enough —until an Angel sings And the Heaven’s sigh Your last goodbye Your last goodbye —on spoken wings (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2015)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
If You Ask...

If you ask the right questions expect silence to answer When begging for the truth —your poverty shows (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Veracity

Can truth exist within a vacuum Can it stand alone without listener or teller Can its words contain value left to themselves Can its verity outlive its many disciples Can its hope transcend all circumstance and change Can truth giv...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
The Cost

The more we are given the more that gets taken away As Stephen Hawking looks out from his empowering inferno His vision to create and inspire anew… Exhausts the very flame —he lives to ignite (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2015)

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7 months ago
The Only Cost

Painting myself into an emotional corner feelings trapped and staid Family eliminated one by one old hurts and wounds replayed Each year a brick in this wall of pain to shield me from the loss Isolation my next of kin —love the only cos...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
The Renter's Sin

Own that space you walk within Show your face the same again The facts will change the weather turn But only deep within you’ll learn To own that space you walk within All fear delinquent —the renter’s sin! (Villanova Pennsylvan...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Choosing Between

Can I still hate your politics and love your music Do I have to hate your wife to feel your pain Can I still love the message after rejecting its meaning Do I have to choose between —again and again (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2015)

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7 months ago
That Final Thing

Beyond genius the spirit flies Beyond genius the mood decries Beyond genius no courses rowed Beyond genius all time disowned Beyond genius the map refolds Beyond genius a world untold Beyond genius the critics gasp Beyond genius ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
At The End

Taking a last breath inside the final moment All perception at once inhaled —never to be released again (Las Vegas: August, 2015)

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7 months ago
Imprisoned Within

When their finest work gets left behind The great are often forgotten Remembered only in metaphors of orphancy Imprisoned within the brilliance —of a distant light (Las Vegas Nevada: August, 2015)

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7 months ago
Oft Times

Oft times, The smallest of things Are the biggest of all Oft times, The softer you land The harder you fall Oft times, Life is a present Tied with ribbon and lace Oft times, The one’s you ignored In your dreams have a face Oft times, The begin...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
What Heaven Sent

I've walked at a peculiar angle As I've laughed at peculiar circumstances I've aged in the most peculiar of vacuums And went on to love in the most normal of ways I've worked in a spirit of defiance As I've traveled the many miles from compl...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Time Indentured

Walking the line, each step unmeasured and long Walking the line, memories distant and gone Walking the line, time seemed forever to last Walking the line, the future indentured —to the past (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2015 )

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7 months ago
Cemetery Of Dreams

We’ve allowed our cities to turn into jungles And now act surprised when the animals bite and maim Refrain: “The new ‘Heart Of Darkness’ the hunted unfree “Our surprise at their rebellion but the blame plain to s...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
University

Larcenous validator of all truth unto itself (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2015)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
The Prison

This prison I’ve created… totally self made This world I’ve evaded the fodder I trade The reward is the punishment for not taking part Old scars not to heal as I wait in the dark The consensus, the polling, all truth on the run Thei...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
In Tribute

Poetry is the effect never the cause A living remembrance —of a legacy spawned (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
The Future Closed

Coffee Shop traveler Caught Between the beginning And the end Revolving On a stool Of broken dreams Waiting For a check That never comes Holding A twenty-four hour vigil For all who pass through Dreading A future sign that reads —WE’RE CLOSED ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Memory's Return

Looking out is different than looking back Wishes get hardened with a backward glance All hopes reversing with time exposed The aspirant trail marked —by memory’s return (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
No Turning Back

The earth cracked in Nepal with fire and shame And thousands lay dead on the mountains and plains Its crust was ripped open its heart now exposed And lives were then claimed from a heaven deposed The story for mystics a legend say ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
To Leapfrog All Paradox

Are you a sexual being if you choose to remain celibate Are you famous or forgotten if you live in a cave Are you democrat or republican if you’re never to vote Are you black or white in the eyes of the blind Are you young or old in ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
The Girl I Wed

Thank you for the confusion Lord, thank you for the doubt Thank you for those unsure moments when I could neither whisper nor shout Thank you for the people Lord who loved me or hated in vain But thank you most for the girl I wed ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Alone Again

Do all relationships come to an end? Through death or disorder both stranger and friend What life doesn’t alter does dying reclaim? Alone in the vacuum —alone once again (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Second Chances

I most value today what I used to walk by And stop to revisit what trailed from behind Those moments once squandered when offered again In joyous acceptance —I embrace from within (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
In This Moment

I used to write early but now I write late I used to seek love but now avoid hate I used to be captive of what comes to be Until time was destroyed —and its lies were set free (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Or

Could or couldn’t Would or wouldn’t Should or shouldn’t Can’t or would not Does or doesn’t Was or wasn’t Has or hasn’t Can or cannot Must or mustn’t Have or haven’t Are or aren’t Is or is not Did or didn’t Had or hadn’t Do or then don’t —you w...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
To Rene

I don’t care where I’m going I know where I am I’m not worried about the future I’ve never been to the past I’m not sad about what’s missing only joyful for what’s present I am here and not there —and my words make it last (Villanova P...

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7 months ago
Nature's Call

The winter wind was blowing through an autumn of despair A reckoning was coming and now carried on the air The winter wind was blowing as the leaves began to fall Revealing what was waiting —buried deep in nature’s call (Villanova Penn...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Ink Spilling Divine

The wild talk of the wounded words pointed and sharp The casualties mounting dead noted and marked Each phrase a revival ink spilling divine The wild talk of the wounded —dark shadows to rhyme (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Memory Past

Pain is the drug On which many O.D. Its mainline most fatal All feelings to bleed With birth its first victim And death waiting last Hiding deep in the shadows —of all memory past (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Destiny Unseen

Everyone has to be somewhere the lucky get to choose Fate can smile or fate can frown the tally win or lose Everyone has to be somewhere unless they’re in-between Places caught beyond now and then —with destiny unseen (Villanova Pennsy...

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7 months ago
Further To Roam

You can no more teach poetry than a tiger to hunt It must first be inside you from those things that you’ve done You can no more teach poetry than an eagle unflown If the words just won’t come —you’ve got further to roam (Villanova...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
How Much—How Many

How much is freedom worth? How much will time bestow? How many questions asked? How many answers —known? (Train From Virginia: April, 2015)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Lightning Proclaimed

To be quiet with your friends and silent with your foes Creates a thunderous quiescence which envelopes your soul Your enemy weakening as truth starts to rain His darkness expelled —by lightning proclaimed (Train From Virginia: Apri...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Yet To Burn

The words are still perfect as speech becomes marred Intention unblemished delivery though scarred The memories embedded all flashbacks infirm Escape now for others —their light yet to burn (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
In This Present Begun

Not grabbing but reaching Not pushing but pulling Not telling but listening Not beginning or done Not mad but then joyful Not sad but then hopeful Not before or then after In this present —begun (Villanova Pennsylvania: Apr...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Old Hunger

Is it the main course of the tale or the ingredients that count Is it the entree served first or the dessert that surmounts Is it the first that was last or the last then before As the order indentured reverses once more Was it the thi...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Unrhymed

You’re interested in the idea of writing —I just want to write You’re interested in the meaning of it all —the darkness and the light You’re interested in the idea of writing —I don’t have the time You’re interested in questio...

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7 months ago
Embracing Your Fear

I’ve always been good at making an entrance, never choosing to stay I’ve always been good at passing through, most often forgetting the day I bypassed adulthood, becoming a child, as your legions mocked and jeered And answered those voic...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
To The Bone

Like maggots on a piece of ham, the critics do their work Devouring just because they can, to maim, destroy, and hurt They eat through flesh right to the bone never missing one last scrap Not even a scribbled, half-done poem —have they ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
My Heart To Chime

Poor in stock yet rich in spirit, my clock does bow and sway In rags and tatters all unstitched, with joy do I still pray My flesh is weak, my home now burnt just embers to remind Within this trouble and burning ash, on the hour ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
Just A Writer

Not a professional writer Not a commercial writer Not an academic writer —of tomes Not a writer of poetry Not a writer of prose Not a writer of colloquy —heaven knows Not a writer of fiction Not a writer of fact Not for comic depiction ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
A Lifetime Of Searching

Sitting alone among my books, growing old within myself A memory came back its reflection dim, as I lifted one down from the shelf Sitting alone among my books, I remembered—then remembered again More than just words are on tho...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
What Kind Of Love

What kind of love does a man have for the offspring —he will never meet What kind of love does a man have for the great-great-grandchildren —he will never see What kind of love does a man have for a future —beyond his control ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Beyond Her Shield

Using me as a weapon and not a shield The Muse would parry and thrust Attacking with a message that wouldn’t yield She prowled my light hours in disgust The sword of my fathers hers by right To ensure tonight’s salvation Collapsi...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
The Wonder Of It All

Where science ends, poetry begins The wonder of it all —questioned again (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
To See, Hear, Feel, And Love

Do you need to open your eyes to see? Do you need to have the words spoken to hear? Do you need to pierce beneath the skin to feel? Do you need to first understand —to love? (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
The Pathway Home

If you can take your own breath away —and the breath of others You will live in a world of magic and dreams —the shortest pathway home (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

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7 months ago
Fire & Rain

Shrinking immortality into the moment Ignoring the impostors —future and past Inhaling eternity’s thunder with every breath Breathing out —fire and rain (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

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7 months ago
Dumbstruck

The University rustler’s aim herding and stealing… hot irons from within Professorial larcenous B.S. campaign letters branded to deceive and convince The doctor licentiate disguised as Jesse James his gang riding shotgun up top ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
In The Dark

Education was meant to provide the tools Not to build the house Colleges wounded by ‘enlightened’ fools Where by deception truth has bled out Young minds are now lost At a very great cost To a system rigged from the star...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
Don't Bother

With subconscious desire my blood pressure on fire And the needle ready to break through the glass I try to calm down as the muse rises and shouts… “Don’t —even bother to ask” (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Unwritten Prisoners

Like spontaneous combustion, the words exploded Molten lyrics erupting from the great unknown Their only warning… trepidation inside the reluctant and unsettled heart Their solemn promise… to free the unwritten prisoners of confu...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
Present Betrothal

Live divorced from the past, engaged to the future —but married to the present (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
A Metaphor Of Poetics (+1)

Living vicarious… the most important attribute of an effective Poet Never consumed by your subject —consuming it in verse (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019) ‘Dedicated To Emily’

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
As You Fly

I asked you to remain my student But you wanted to teach The balance between us changing Our past out of reach I gave what I could to your memory And you borrowed the rest Repayment to be due on arrival —as you fly from the nest (Villanova Penn...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Lamenting The Past

Time not only seems to be speeding up… it actually is Perception trumping reality looking forward, not looking back Undercooked moments blow into the future, their aroma unsettling As tomorrow disowns today —lamenting the past (Villan...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Our Essence To Bear

What if the Universe has always been here, defeating the concept of time Never beginning and never to end, whose story you cannot define What if the future, present, and past, are just crutches for the weakness we share What if the answer...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
Falling Free

Eternity shook, as the words fell free —startled, but unafraid (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
Released

The baser instincts within a higher calling —pain rewrapped in joy (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
To Inspire And Remind

A great voice has been silenced the wind through the willows blowing once, never to return His words left behind to inspire and remind —of those things that we still have to learn (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Dream Prison

Once you have everything you can give it all up gratuitous though it seems But until that day we lust and pray for what alludes us —a prisoner of dreams (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

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7 months ago
The Promise

I discovered this morning after all these years, that everyone is really different from me Whether rich or poor black or then white, it goes far beneath the surface to see When I look in their eyes only questions stare back, as I...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
Only My Words

I’m covered in dirt, but my words are still clean A vision half dried with stains running deep With sinners and saints arm in arm at the bar Each infection we share tonight’s hookup and score Meaningless excuses all scandal affirmed ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
Crossing Over — Turned Around

Through the eye of the needle Not to the left or the right Dodging both on the comets tail I streak into the light My last wish out in front As words melt in a fiery contrail And with only one question To weaken my heart With only one thing to k...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
Your Mistress Defiled

Has your violence taken you to places I’ve not been? Or driven you to things I’ve not seen? Was your soul mired in conflict once raised from the dead? Were your walls built to fortify excuses and blame? Have your choices been forged...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
A Melody Unsung

Can you be distracted by the critic or the public acclaim Can you see through the fire and renew all that’s burned Can you look past the signposts and those messages fixed Can your heart stay undamaged as the world tempts your soul Can...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
Why Not

If a boy, why not a poet If a poet, why not a warrior If a warrior, why not a hero If a hero —why not a man (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

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7 months ago
Toward The Light

Rejecting the parts The whole became Clear… In the absence of Separation The remnants of Confusion and chaos Paving The way Toward the Light… And the man I would again Become (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Co-Weavers

I’m not part of any movement Or adhere to any Regent I don’t follow any rules That aren’t in most part my own I don’t attempt to teach Or begin to preach A stronger thread Than what you’ve sewn I don’t typecast iconocla...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
The Change

The way you think may not change But the way you feel about those thoughts —certainly will (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Darkness Disowned

Since you left —poetry has become my lover Since you left —long days have turned to moments Since you left —all memory lives organic Since you left —the words return unfettered Since you left —the sun has lost its shadow And since you l...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
Catherine

We’re all human” my Grandmother used to say —some of us are just more human than others (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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7 months ago
Two Warriors

The last bout of the night two warriors would fight with legends now at hand Feet and fists wrapped their spirits attacked and of their bodies they would demand Each kick got higher as two hearts aspired to what lay just beyond ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
The Present Calls

Unstop the drain kiss the pain let nature run its course Trip the wire start the fire new vision at its source Time unstrung past on the run tomorrow lies to all Hearts open wide the moment flies —past memory to recall (Vill...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
Naked Before The Mob

Why is ‘Almost Good Enough’ never what you need? Why is ‘Clearly Not Enough’ an ounce more than you deserve? Why is ‘Almost What You Need’ the most you’ll ever have? Why is ‘It’s Not Only That’ the only thing that’s left? Why is ‘In Al...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
Morning In Doubt

Riding into the moment with pen ablaze past-future on the hunt Fear taking a seat across the fire begging for what it wants A bugle blows the sun retreats twin enemies approach Upon whose sleeves my heart is laid —in doubt the...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
A Waterfall Unheard

I cast my dreams into the current’s wake —on the river of no return And rode a wish down the running stream —toward a waterfall unheard (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
Beauty Fraught

I was a soldier, but never sure of those things I was charged to do I was asked to fight pick up helmet and gun men dying around me I knew Those places I’ve been and the things I’ve done all eclipse the known profane Now with bea...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
You, Me, Us, Et Al

If it can happen for me, it can happen for you If it can happen for you, it can happen for me When it happens for us, it happens for all When it happens for all —the world is set free (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
A Viking Crest Ablaze

Flying alone over fury enthroned Its colors reign free and clear The enemy stained all freedom regained Covered in blood spent and dear Stitched yellow and blue its messages true That Svealand does not run To hang steadfast ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
The Gene

There’s a gene embedded in every parent to recreate what their parents had done Sometimes good, and sometimes bad, passing it down from father to son To repeat family history through memories past the circle a lingering fate Ex...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
Shining A Light

We should be freeing and emancipating the poor with opportunity —not underwriting their poverty with welfare (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
7 months ago
What Darkness Brings

Twilight falls onto my windowsill Demon fire in full retreat The stars return glowing embers that burn In whose radiance an Angel will sleep Days grip is unchained, the cantor sings while he prays As the chorus cries out “It’s ...

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7 months ago
Forever Like That

Would you lease me your heart if I gave you a dime Would you lend me your trust if I willed you my time Would you seize my devotion with its mortgage in tact Would you love me just once —or forever like that (Villanova Pennsylvania: Ap...

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7 months ago
The Voice Of An Age

Poetry is different when spoken than read The words more musical outside my head No longer imprisoned or held on the page Their freedom unharnessed —the voice of an age (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

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7 months ago
My Will On Fire

Each time when it almost mattered, it mattered not that much Old feeling’s hijacked and held for ransom memories cold and stuck But the day when it really mattered, my heart was set on fire My will unfrozen and left to sear —in a burni...

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7 months ago
From The Heavens Sent

My spirit will never truly die as words continue to give My body once committed to sky my soul forever to live Voices I’ve carried inside for so long now a chorus of octaves set free The songs they sing from the heavens sent ever hearte...

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7 months ago
The True Meaning

My ancestors were all very simple men, so I could be more than that They taught me early and taught me true what was special—and then to give back These fathers now sit at my spiritual feast, true giants of a forthcoming age And as I writ...

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7 months ago
Lost Pawn

The past and tomorrow —from today only borrow (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)

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7 months ago
Indentured

Music is more slave to fashion —than the written or spoken word (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

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7 months ago
No One, And Nothing

No one is going to grant you salvation until you try and save yourself Nothing is going to award you redemption with cards from others dealt No one is going to save your soul until you set your past on fire And nothing is going to make yo...

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7 months ago
April Bleeding

March brought me closer to the spoken word March created thunder never before heard March left forever its stamp and imprint March so predacious April bleeding —in red ink (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

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7 months ago
An Orphan's Silence

I hide in the shadow of another’s fear so the voice may go away And then left inside an orphan’s silence to recount every wordless day To walk a path that another breaks under a dark forbidden sky Crying those tears by another mad...

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7 months ago
Mine To Know

I want to play not manage, write not teach I want to drive—all controls in hand I want to be like the rain across the mountains Not the river that may turn to sand I want to be that sniper with a single bullet And not part of the infan...

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7 months ago
Spellbound

Using letters for wishes, the emptiness ended Binding together my present, future, and past (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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7 months ago
Deep Inside

There’s a higher level of being Than you’ve thought or felt before There’s a greater state of consciousness Once you learn then to ignore… All those things that can distract you Those that keep you on the shelf As the heavens p...

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7 months ago
A Doorless Mystery

Hitchhiking through the wormhole, all time was left behind Distance collapsing upon itself reflections other side Waste material of a life unspent flowing back in a parted stream Entry to a doorless mystery —from a lost forgotten dream ...

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7 months ago
Fair Winds Ahead

The better the poet the fuller the sails —and the further the lines may stretch The more ranging the verse set to feeling’s unanchored —the more chances of fair winds ahead (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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7 months ago
Cream Always Rises

A people once censored their limbs on the rack All knowledge and freedom under constant attack But cream always rises, and cows do come home The truth never captive, enchained—or then owned (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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7 months ago
The Devil's Eyes

If you stare into the Devil’s eyes with righteous intent You will always return —transformed (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

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7 months ago
Those Places You Fear

My mind often visits those places you fear My soul, my protectress, my words as my spear My voice now a fortress from oncoming attack My spirit embracing —those feelings you lack (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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7 months ago
As Night The Day

Do your politics define you… are your views then left or right? Does the axe you grind cut sharp and clean or tear into the night? Do the precepts that you claim to own just end up owning you? Is every word what you believe —and to thin...

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7 months ago
Laissez Faire

Words… the great currency inside my literary account Inspiration, the letters of credit —freeing me to spend (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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7 months ago
Recollection

Memory… the historic steroid —of an enlightened past (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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7 months ago
Indecision

The terms of your indecision —written in the blood of your repetition (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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7 months ago
My Spirit Enthroned

Surrendering very little back to life, the time became solely my own Which I spent on myself and the ones I loved, protecting what inside was my home The years raced along with my memory endowed, regrets being seldom and few Each choice t...

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7 months ago
New Forests Call

My leaves fall distant from her tree and flee along the ground Stripping bare a summer tryst old promises unbound Set to ride the Autumn wind like all those times before New forests call, as Spring awaits —my love to loan once more (V...

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7 months ago
Beyond

I purposely avoid all words to impress No ‘genre’ or ‘penchant’ ‘couture’ or ‘egress’ The meaning embodies what each letter foretells To be spoken forever —beyond heaven or hell (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

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7 months ago
A New Path

What will be your legacy, can it forever speak the truth Do the words describe your finest hours, were your labors nobly used Will your memory linger and grow in strength as it prepossesses time Can it wrap its love around borders quelled...

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7 months ago
A Robin Will Sing

Those at my behest… know that limits persuade and words orphaned alone into emptiness hide with the snow passing on a new robin will sing each breath left forgotten until spoken aloud as memories fall from grace —in the silence...

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7 months ago
Death Wades

Our lives were of this moment… the wave made sure of that Winter nineteen sixty-nine Waimea’s fury spat Thirty feet and building the giants all had come Their lips four stories high above too late to cut and run The paddle out a nightm...

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7 months ago
Quietude

The greatest Poem I ever wrote… the one I just laid down The one to last a thousand years deep in the lost and found With words familiar, feelings stained in blood from echoes past My pen left bleeding on its page —as quietude repasts...

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7 months ago
The Raindrops Turn

A ticket lay there waiting untold riches bye and bye The Powerball on Wednesday buying freedom with its lies All barriers seemed broken through the world at your command Perspective dying, hopes run wild control spun out of hand The nu...

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7 months ago
Slave To Light

There’s a level above choice where the answers are clear The options there vanish yes or no disappears Beyond wishing and hoping something less—something more All time but a servant —slave to light evermore (Villanova Pennsylvania: De...

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7 months ago
One Time Forever

The night retreats in silence, as daylight rules the fray Darkness reigns the past goodbye this moment not a dream The present all we’re given the future lies astray Repeating truth inside itself —one time forever means (Villanova Pen...

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8 months ago
Last Doubt

Each breath gets me closer, as the past moves away With choices much clearer, turning night into day One meaning unchosen, its Angel benign Forever most willing —last doubt now divine (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2018)

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8 months ago
Feasting On Famine

Feeding on my hunger the days were longer still That yet to come and still undone left victim to my will Starvation my horizon its emptiness on fire Unending pangs my souls repast —a famine to inspire (Villanova Pennsylvania: December,...

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8 months ago
Wounded And Free

Honing the blade of life’s greatest adventure The edges were sharp with the meaning inspired It shaved like a razor as days became short The last cut the deepest —left wounded and free (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2018)

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8 months ago
Trapped

To worship everything and value nothing An ego’s adulation —the soul despairs (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2018)

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8 months ago
Helicopters Crash

Micromanaged children in a micromanaged world The I’s all dotted, T’s all crossed lost within the swirl Each cup seemed overflowing empty spaces void and null All time and place for life’s surprise —now victim to its toll (Villanova Pe...

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8 months ago
Forever Marked

Waiting to seize a moment I knew would never come The visions passed like storm clouds deception on the run The light was all around me as I stood there in the dark The shadows of misguided fear —my path forever marked (Villanova Penns...

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8 months ago
My Souls Asylum

In the middle of the stream there rests an island Where hopes and wishes dock just out of reach At the end of every dream my souls asylum Each memory harbored safe —along its beach (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2018)

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8 months ago
Last Step

Hunting the distant banks Of one lost remembrance A reckoning came upon me Excuses left askance My tracks grew large As midnight’s table turned The prey had changed to predator Of a memory left unlearned The dark repeating whispers ...

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8 months ago
New Questions Found

Just before dawn… the answers came And dressed in drag, they spoke my name They claimed their place though none was offered They stole a space, their masks on backwards Just before dawn… the answers came Stalking my query with fal...

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8 months ago
All Meaning Compressed

The distance between what you feel and what you write… —your measure as a Poet The difference between what you think and how you act… —your measure as a Man (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2018)

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8 months ago
His Bounteous Light

My pact with God transcends your fear and all professed religion The faith I have, the joy I feel not subject to your laws My relationship is one on one whose heart is freely given To live inside his bounteous light —resplendent and in ...

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8 months ago
The Gateway

The pathway to happiness is laughter —the gateway to laughter is children (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2018)

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8 months ago
Borrowed Time

Today I turned seventy, and the clocks all faintly chimed My hour glass near empty to mark the waning time Weeks left on the calendar the moments more than days With laughter most important now each memory through the haze Today I turn...

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8 months ago
Left To Brew

The daylight hid from the nighttime like a rabbit from the fox As the sun ran through my memory freeing moments that were locked With twilight came a foretelling and its darkness swearing true But a light still burns inside me —from a pro...

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8 months ago
In Search Of My Own

I traveled from Essex to the kingdom of Wales in search of a family tree And passing a cobbler I then was reminded what these shoes really mean to me I’ve walked and I’ve walked and I’ve searched and I’ve searched, for a name more th...

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8 months ago
Killing The Past

I knew you were coming, as I walked across the cell still in chains I knew you were crying, as the guard called out three times announcing your name Your silence was deafening, as my final meal was delivered at last The time intens...

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8 months ago
Always & Forever

Once a Catholic… always a Catholic Once a Priest… forever a Priest Once a Poet… always a Poet Once a Man… —forever a Man (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2018)

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8 months ago
Last Pass

In the end we’re all mortal In the end we all die The end but a portal Through which —we must fly (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2018)

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8 months ago
Technology's Price

Creating the future by killing the past Techno Gomorrah —where nothing can last (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2018)

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8 months ago
The Angels Dance

Speaking to not one but the multitudes, the prophet bowed his head And blessed within his servitude, the poor and hungry were given bread Starting again his eyes looked up, and through a plain white cloth he bled While standing in ...

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8 months ago
Look To The Harbor

I sat on the rocks By the New Bedford docks And waited for his boat to return But the sun went to hiding Bringing ever bad tidings And a sea where last lessons are learned My time spent in vain For not even a plane Could find a boat headed out o...

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8 months ago
The Dog & The Kitty

The Doggie was white, and the Kitty was black, as they crouched at each end of the floor Their eyes never met, because the rules were set, that the dog would chase the cat as before At night came the darkness, and the Kitty stood up ...

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8 months ago
Seraph's Delight

There’s a voice deep inside me still trying to get out Ignoring my pleadings, it screams and it shouts Its call is the loudest on those darkest of nights When my mind seeks new refuge from Seraph’s delight I toss and I turn, but it s...

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8 months ago
Tomorrow Ill Promised

Bubblewrapped children disparate hope Spirits in limbo shortest of ropes Control and protection their meaning belies Tomorrow ill promised —eternity cries (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2018)

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8 months ago
Beginning To End

Hiding within the rhyme lies a melody of pronouncement lifting the words up off the page Its liberation spoken freely within times expanding moment giving and taking—beginning to end (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2019)

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8 months ago
But Spoken Once

The delivery, incidental to the message The format, duly chosen for the sound The listener, singled out with times forgiveness The truth —but spoken once to then abound (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2018)

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8 months ago
Last Moth

There’s a zone beyond safety where the timid can’t go Beyond reasoned decision intuition to flow Past valor and triumph past glory and fame There’s a zone beyond safety —last moth to the flame (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2018)

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8 months ago
Sleeping Untold

Like a blanket or quilt, the Muse wraps me in consciousness Sealing me in with her warmth each night rejecting the cold Like a filter or screen, the Muse tempers all consequence Under her protection and safety —words sleeping untold ...

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8 months ago
My Pen To Flow

I’ve forever written as myself Few influences will show Neither Hemingway nor Faulkner Not Melville or Thoreau But as one who saw through all of that With so much more to know I search the land and stars above For ink ...

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8 months ago
Tears And Missteps

My words the result of the times I’ve lived not a classroom exercise My feelings all paid with the blood of my fears not a rambling diatribe My trail has been lined with each tear and misstep to mark the way ahead My life a memor...

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9 months ago
Thunder To Rain

No time set aside The words reformed Again at their own pace No place to reside They’re written down On a napkin or empty space When I try to hide They find me sure In mountain or in plain As new moments chide The past adieu —and thunder turn...

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9 months ago
Verse Out Front

New blood will flow and breath exhale —as my steps go far and wide With verse out front to lead the way —to that promised other side (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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9 months ago
The Shallow Glass

Café poseurs, internet losers Reflections through the shallow glass Virtual wishing, dot.com remissing Clicks and bytes as the world goes past (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2018)

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9 months ago
Beyond My Fear

The Sage brought me to the Muse, when I was but sixteen Her face familiar, her words estranged, my fate caught in-between As years went on she whispered and oft times took the lead To guide my wishes past my fear —old wounds there left...

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9 months ago
The Intellectual Elf

Working at looking studious, the academic went his way Pontificating what he didn’t know, his students bowed and swayed Reading only what was duly sworn writing safe, within the shelf To himself was he now smitten blind —an intellectu...

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9 months ago
To Confess And Reveal

Words rushed through my head clearing cobwebs away All letters on edge cutting doors as they played From one room to the other, they matched up and danced And from basement to attic, my mind was enhanced Without reason, beyond memory, ...

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9 months ago
Drifting Away

To see any clearer I drifted away From your lies From your madness From your paperless tray The word forest called For my pen to break free From the blurred introspection Hovering close to your tree When my vision ...

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9 months ago
Your Last Vow

Does music have a language, does feeling have a name Is love the sole survivor that calls beyond the grave Do excuses have a reason for the falsehoods that they spew Does honor have a season to restore the faith you knew Do all mothers...

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9 months ago
The Moment Sustained

Each verbal success leads to higher new ground Where the words beck and call with a heavenly sound The trail to my future fades into my past As the gift they inspire —my present to last (Grantham New Hampshire: March, 2015)

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9 months ago
The Piper

Drunk on the fear of our own misgivings, we stagger and stray… —toward the sound of the piper (Grantham New Hampshire: March, 2015)

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9 months ago
Locked In Kayenta

Where are you headed… the waitress asked me at breakfast Where have you been to… I responded in kind Never down to the Canyon, though I’ve always meant to go there I’m headed to the Canyon —now go quit your job (Villanova Pennsylva...

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9 months ago
Two Thoughts for 11/25/2018

The Eternal Disconnect Nothing could be further from the truth —than politics or religion (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015) Fool Or Legend Only a fool or a legend would chase the one thing… that he will never find...

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9 months ago
The Final Cure

Truth, the social mammogram Forgiveness —chemotherapy of the Gods (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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9 months ago
My Searching Begins

The house is now quiet, the children have gone My beard they’ve left ruffled, as memories grow long With trains and dolls scattered where last they played Their love remains buried inside of the maze The cupola harkens a last candle ...

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9 months ago
Beyond The Sash

A window framed with memory lets in the brightest light Its lock and hasp long since removed a journeyman’s delight Casting off the millstone the rock of age has come As darkness hides beyond the sash —to greet the rising sun (Villano...

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9 months ago
To Dance With The Muse

Hopes and wishes step aside, as new words cut in to dance Painting the floor red in lettered steps of eternity Partners now consonant a song of celebration Whose lyrics waltz inward —in patterns of remembrance (Villanova Pennsylvania:...

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9 months ago
Fated To Go

Does trying to disprove what I believe make you feel better about what you don’t... Is your insecurity crying out that maybe I feel something you won’t… Does the depth of my commitment bother you so leaving you distant fearful and alone...

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9 months ago
Hard Won

We can all think differently While instantaneously feeling the same We can politically straddle the great divide While below loving the canyons and plains We can put all prejudice and opinion aside When the outcome is cast zero...

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9 months ago
Changed Into Song

Will the pieces of the life you’ve lived come together at the end? Will the times that you reflected straighten your path out, free of bends? Are the places that you visited more than way stops that you chose? Are the feelings that you le...

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9 months ago
Cyber Unlearned

Manipulating reality, the moment concealed Manipulating reality, what’s virtual ‘real’ Manipulating reality, the keys push and drain Manipulating reality, technology reigns Manipulating reality, fantasy schools Manipulating reality,...

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9 months ago
Defensione Vitae

The only defense against fate is words The only answer to death —is life (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2018)

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9 months ago
Love's Release

Look with your eyes, until you see with your mind Listen with your ears, until you feel what you hear Laugh with each breath, until you smile with your heart Love with your will —until it releases your soul (Villanova Pennsylvania: Mar...

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9 months ago
Ptesan-Wi

Indians have a saying,” she said from across the fire… “Until you have heard the roar of the bear —you will not know its heart” (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015) From My Novel: ‘Revenge Along The War Trail’

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9 months ago
Cum Aetate

The older I get, the shorter the lines become The older I get, more welcome is each morning’s sun The older I get, those words rented are now mine to keep The older I get, dreams follow me out of my sleep The older I get, less rules...

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9 months ago
Creation Redeemed

After Midnight The narcissists fall After Midnight A new lyric calls After Midnight Last bugle to blow After Midnight There’s more left to know After Midnight The lizards collect After Midnight Old tales to reflect After Midnight The ticking wi...

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9 months ago
First Destiny Called

Laid solid with words the writers stone A fortress was columned my only real home The poetry was safe there it stammered and tried As my feelings unbridled from the outsiders lies Each year added layers to this home of the verse My tho...

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9 months ago
Beyond The End

Turning words into feelings all description must die The music taking over earth kissing the sky Turning words into feelings we begin once again Beyond all destination —beyond all journey’s end (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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9 months ago
Death Becomes Near

A window stays open as each doorway is shut My vision more focused through a lens old and stuck The horizon now centered its pathway so clear All intention a laser —as death becomes near (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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9 months ago
Without The Other

Life without death joy without pain No reference, no bearing no loss—and no gain (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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9 months ago
Musings Reborn

Looking in places Beyond my discomfort Searching, Searching again For that Poem to tie All the meanings together Making sense Of a rainbow unbent Giving up to the music Beyond sight of the flame Where disorder Now rules the day A word becomes f...

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9 months ago
The Present Burns

To live beyond the moment Looking out, not looking in The future lies to the past —as the present burns (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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9 months ago
The Beginning Of The End

I saw the end in the beginning at the beginning of the end I wrote the final chapter before the preface with nothing left to send I walked a thousand miles before sitting down then walked a thousand miles again To reach the...

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9 months ago
My Gatekeeper

Every voice needs an ear for it to be free Every writer, a reader, or the words cease to be In my case I’ve been lucky though she came to me late For my dearest sweet Laura —the key to my gate (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2018) ...

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9 months ago
The Joy I'm Without

I walked with Colby, he never walked with me His spirit to guide us, his love in the lead We circled the globe a time and a half His tail was my compass to guide us steadfast In all kinds of weather we stuck to the trail Under sunsh...

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9 months ago
Shared Light

Let others inside you as reflection begins Your truth like a mirror that calls from within (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2018)

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9 months ago
Eternity Smiles

Caught in the same web of insecurity —we write To ease the pain, to emancipate the joy —speaking truth to our doubts Freeing them upon the wind, all questions unanswered —as our voices escape Crying out names that only heaven ...

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9 months ago
A Day You'll Treasure

The day you realize ‘you are a writer’ distinct from what you’ve written Is a day you’ll treasure for what it brings —and not what it leaves behind (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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9 months ago
Take Heart

Make all of your life a prayer put all of your words into song Take heart in those lyrics still to be sung —before the music forever is gone (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015) From 'The Book Of Prayers’

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9 months ago
The Present Revived

Released from the prison Of the extended word Verse offered Asylum And a means of escape Carrying me deep To where the future-past Hides All time to mislead —as the present conflates (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2015)

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9 months ago
Beyond All Excuse

Poetry… Attacking the mood Driving its impression inward Beyond all excuse Wounding the intellect Calling out names Saving the moment —resurrecting the soul (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2015)

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9 months ago
A Siren's Call

Can prayer overcome karma Can wishes rise above fate Can memory displace what vision instills Can love pass beyond —without hate (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2018)

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9 months ago
The Mark Of Cain

We are often the most critical Of what we are the most guilty of (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2015)

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9 months ago
To Live & Die

To live as an artist, but die as a man Dust forever chasing —what heaven began (Center City Philadelphia: January, 2015)

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9 months ago
Something For Emily

I understand the isolation, what others call being alone I understand the silent moments, the inner freedom to roam I understand the derision, and the label of being called strange With each new dawn I most understand —the joy in no...

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9 months ago
The Line

Conduit of the human spirit I forced hope into the cord Draining the tears of The lost and abandoned Plugging into outlets Of forgotten promise Forcing their light Onto the dark barren screen Charging into what I had charged over before —crossi...

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9 months ago
To Pretend

Becoming irrelevant at last to yourself The choices have narrowed the joy seldom felt The present redundant what’s left in the end The fodder of memory —and you to pretend (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2015)

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9 months ago
Kill Shot

If language a bullet, the pen is my gun Its wound self inflicted, the verse zero-sum (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2015)

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9 months ago
Verbal Explosion

Written in the moment placed into time The instant exploding —forever to rhyme (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2014)

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9 months ago
Anonymity

Are you obligated To retain The verses you write, Or do you systematically Release What no longer can survive Unnamed, As they mark the trail Of their exit With letters penned in Judgment That you no longer own, Memory forming An ancient speech pa...

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9 months ago
Lost Words

Those thoughts not adopted and orphaned alone To never have surnames —all bastards enthroned (Villanova Pennsylvania: December 24, 2014)

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9 months ago
Waiting To Exhale

What I knew before birth I will know after death This slight pause called life —where the soul takes a breath (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2018)

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9 months ago
In The Abstract

The evolution of Time More art Than science Its measure and Validation Astounding mankind From the very first day If such a thing Even exists It is only in the abstract —neither visceral nor sublime (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2014)

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9 months ago
Only Two Ways

There are only two ways to become immortal One is to become a warrior —the other a writer (Villanova Pennsylvania: Watching ‘The Last Samurai,’ October, 2014)

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9 months ago
Free Of Blame

In the shoals of the lake a deeper truth was buried It waded ashore when your memory was parched Irrigating a message long ago forgotten Returning your forgiveness —washed free of blame (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2014)

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9 months ago
Three Thoughts For 11/2/2018

Why Why is it When people are Telling you That you Shouldn’t, You better not, And don’t… That you most Feel like you Have to, Need to, And will (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2014) Here Not There Where I am is where I will alw...

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9 months ago
The New Song

As answers deceive The questions stand And dancers leave To track the sand Round robin conspiracy Threatening us all The letters all lower case Their finality tall Butting my head Inside of the line “When does it end Father, Maybe this time” The b...

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9 months ago
Our Heritage Dies

We’re losing America while losing our minds Our spirits in hiding our souls hard to find The nation in freefall all fingers to point One side at the other common values disjoint We’re losing America in front of our eyes A narcissist...

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9 months ago
As History Laughs

The Citizens danced Romulus cried Centurions posed in Legions wide “The world is ours” they said in glee “And death to those who don’t concede” The past unyielding future loaned The present flew like David’s stone Their party en...

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9 months ago
Three Thoughts For 10/30/2018

Up Or Down Unchallenged, we have nowhere to go —but down (Villanova University Campus: July, 2014) To Believe In Both I can believe in you and not believe in your art I can believe in your art and not believe in you Wouldn’t i...

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9 months ago
Black Hole

A man paints a picture outside on his teepee A man writes a novel from inside his soul Each message recorded to transcend the seasons Eternity on notice —another black hole (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2014)

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10 months ago
All Promise Gone

For the lack of one letter, the word could not form For the lack of one word, the entire sentence was wrong For the lack of one sentence, the paragraph went astray For the lack of one paragraph, the page lay undone For the lack of one ...

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10 months ago
Unable To Speak

Trying to make the poetry prose Or the prose poetic again I insulted the meaning With juxtaposition Stabbing an idea That should have been shot Killing a verse That should have been saved Thinking the truth While uttering a lie Forming the words ...

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10 months ago
My Back To The Light

All of my life, I’ve been trying to hide Drifting untethered roaming inside All of my life, I have chosen to wait Judging unholy making mistakes All of my life, my arms have been short The reach much too long as failure reports All of my ...

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10 months ago
Eight Miles Left

(From My 'Searching For Crazy Horse' Collection) 'Read In Elko Years Ago' With ten more miles of wire my horse wants to turn back There’s dark clouds over the mountain just a small tent in my sack The fence line sits all ...

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10 months ago
Venturing Beyond

My life’s been a mess, but more than anything —I wanted to die well To make up for those times I struggled and failed —and shorted the line The people who knew me were driven away —in vain their love fell Making love to my mistake...

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10 months ago
Betrothed

Virtue is a lover —that must be wed (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2014)

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10 months ago
To Shibumi 'Rest In Peace

I drive people away, that’s what I do To stay away myself renewed” My life was meant To be lived alone In spite of what You think you know Inside myself My only home Whose armor never Chinks when stoned My life bereft I know to you Seem...

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10 months ago
Lies 1 & 2

Politics and Religion… nothing could be further from the truth (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2014)

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10 months ago
Last Grain

The older I get the less people to call is it by choice my spirit’s downfall? The older I get the less then to care a life once so pointed now little to share The older I get to never defend the ones that stood by me the ones I called f...

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10 months ago
Seasons Flow

Blank verse And blanker memories My mind shouts As feelings cry Blood drains An artery cut The seasons flowing —stain never to dry (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)

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10 months ago
True Words

Once written, no longer in need of defense Once spoken, no longer in need of repetition Once embraced, no longer in need of approval Once answered —no longer in need (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)

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10 months ago
Desire

Passion builds a home —that talent only visits (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)

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10 months ago
Orphaned Silent

You hear the words calling, but what if they stop What if the voice changes to cold what was hot And it’s not yours at all but a squatter that hides D.N.A. of its own new agenda of lies Those messages before, were they gifts or on lo...

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10 months ago
Tuesday Musing 10/23/2018

Not Before Say what you will or wont but do as you pray Bleed as you will in the night but carry the day Take as your conscience directs but give all you can Return when the fighting is done —but not before then (Villanova Pennsylvan...

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10 months ago
Three Thoughts For: 10/22/2018

Never Act Be what you are just don’t act like it Be who you are —and never act at all (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014) The Answer Did you die alive or did you live dead The answer saying everything —meant to be said (Vi...

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10 months ago
Twin Pillars

Is there a balance Between poetry and prose Anymore than a balance between these and those Is there a balance Between poetry and prose Or maybe a marriage Where ‘heaven only knows’ If there’s a balance Between poetry and prose Are there rules to...

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10 months ago
Your Original Sin

What’s that you’ve settled for? What’s that you say? From the library of excuses You reason away It seems almost this But never quite that As the present escapes And you look further back No comfort to take In that notch on your gun As you fire i...

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10 months ago
One Way Mirror

If ignorance is truly bliss, and the Emperor has new clothes Then who am I to judge at all —where peace and freedom go (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)

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10 months ago
One More Message

In a virtual reality I found my father online Though he died before the internet a man of his time So how is this possible that an email appears? From a website immortal in cyberspace near I knew it was him with each line that I re...

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10 months ago
Blessed To Begin

Sages and broomsticks motherless pearls Witches that threaten fatherless girls Curse of the ages old grudges remain A coven of stages to hide from the rain The markings of Satan the touch of the Lord A death plated sunset and winner fo...

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10 months ago
New Pathway

Dying in the moment reborn to eternity The choice was like water the choosing like stone Dying in the moment reborn to eternity Magic reappeared as truth became known Dying in the moment reborn to eternity Age redeemed ageless all ye...

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10 months ago
Twilight Reclaimed

I meet with three faces that come in the night In dreams that preplace masks of darkness and light Their voices once spoken remain in my head Until words are then written pitting joy against dread These triplets were born in a harrowing...

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10 months ago
The Knife Edge Of Denial

Does weaponizing a stolen truth give you the right to lie From this perverted use of power do others run and hide Is this how force is wielded on the knife edge of denial With rules you change to suit your needs your sly deceitful smi...

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10 months ago
Buried In The Coals

Do you think you’re Heaven worthy for myself—I never have The weight I carry pulls me down and keeps me off the path I avoid most every mirror my reflection haunts me still With eyes that stare like piercing lasers to maim, and then to ...

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10 months ago
Two Thoughts For- 10/20/2018

Of Singular Importance The clarity of your words, the purity of your heart —the release of your soul (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014) Once Denied The words a magic salve…. for the unspoken wound —of a thought...

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10 months ago
Nothing But Time

Nature resplendent fog settling down Darkness retreating storm clouds outbound Sun reemerging rainbow behind Spring in the meadow —nothing but time (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)

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10 months ago
The Swamp

Academic eyes Bullying lies Feelings held hostage Locked unopposed Academic eyes Mandatory ‘I’’s Mirrored reflection The Emperor’s clothes Academic eyes Robert Bly cries The pond has been drained Replaced with a swamp Academic eyes T...

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10 months ago
A Voice On Loan

Be it Melville or Tolstoy or a Pen still to burn Know the words are just borrowed —until silence returns (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)

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10 months ago
Breath Surrendered

Words apprehend a willing prisoner —verse to fly between the bars The latest inmate with breath surrendered —an incarcerated bard (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)

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10 months ago
Two Thoughts For 10-18-2018

Fortune Untold Beyond the critics reach beyond the assassin’s grasp A rainbow exists—with fortune untold refracting present, future, and past (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014) Time Dissolved Wringing the joy out of e...

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10 months ago
End To End

That first book That last book That next book That other book Beginning and ending in the middle —they all turn out the same The first book The last book The middle book The forgotten book Memory plagues that already said —only to be said ...

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10 months ago
Searching In Vain

Carrying your heart Inside my pocket I traveled the world Searching for love When fate was unkind You never complained As I forgot to thank you —time after time (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)

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10 months ago
Jaded And Hoping

The signpost a warning a resting black swan Its flight to perdition last call from beyond With roses ungifted, their thorns bury deep Last moon a reminder a reckoning steep The doctor’s watch broken your time shorter still His progn...

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10 months ago
Lost

Writing should be like making love If you have to be taught —you’re lost (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)

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10 months ago
Never

Never let intelligence Get in the way of good judgment Never let excuses Inside your dreams Never let the refusals Cancel out the invitations Never let tomorrow —destroy today (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)

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10 months ago
The Gathering Dust

Living inside the moment, Temporal things Pass me by On their march to permanence Attached to everything But themselves, They stand as false Icons To a time once lived–then put away A trophy case of remembrance… Enshrining what was lost In the ...

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10 months ago
Goodbye Tomorrow

A voice goes silent in the distant wind No tracks to follow no path within Muses cry as shadows fade Their chorus faint with dreams unmade The past abandoned tomorrow gone This moment orphaned the night so long Goodbye tomorro...

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10 months ago
New Hampshire Dawn

Coming from nowhere Going the same The tracks in front Pointing to Tracks behind The wind on the lake Reminding That I am still a guest The snow on the ice An invitation Begging acceptance New Hampshire Winters Are white In my consciousness And fr...

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10 months ago
To Laura Nyro

Escaping myself, I ran into the wilderness Escaping myself, I ran back through the dawn Escaping myself, my shadow had vanished Until capturing myself —in the words of your song (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)

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10 months ago
Salvation Dispersed

Buying into eternity one Poem at a time My dreams are my currency a richness sublime Buying into eternity words soar into verse On the wings of an Angel —salvation dispersed (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2018)

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10 months ago
Four Sentiments- 10/10/2018

Ending In Regret Most of us wait for what few of us get Then start the excuses —that end in regret (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014) Inside Your Heart With your every smile, my life grows longer Both on this earth —and ins...

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10 months ago
Their Gift

Speaking with one voice the silence unsettled As the many inside me cry out to be heard Laced within my words never fluent themselves Woven in my acceptance —their gift to inspire (Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

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10 months ago
And Nothing At All

Like wine in storage, The cellar of my perception ages Buried deep in its recesses The past and future abandoned —time no longer the vintner Fermenting in the immediacy Of the chosen instant And distilling in the perfection Of the perpetual p...

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10 months ago
Beyond Love And Hate

Can men fight without symbols where victory calls beyond love and hate Can men die without symbols or reason conquer the blindest faith (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

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10 months ago
Two Thoughts- 10/9/2018

Vindicta The ends justify the means —when the means entail revenge (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014) Sum = Zero Totality expanded The sum is now zero Risk and certitude —one and the same (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2...

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10 months ago
Obsessio

The past faded as ideas came alive Destroying with every thought the status… —of the status quo (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2017)

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10 months ago
What Drives Me Still

The light through My Grandmother’s Bedroom window Called out to me ‘Calls out to me’ Leading me to places Where I had to go Revisiting me now In my twilight years ‘In my twilight years’ Reminding me again Of those places I’ve been And my r...

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10 months ago
Arrival

When your art Becomes divorced From any end result —you have arrived (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

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10 months ago
Myself, I Bring

Living in a rented room my thoughts became my own Living in a rented room my borrowed soul was owned Living in a rented room the fog began to lift Living in a rented room my spirit set adrift Living in a rented room the moment now th...

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10 months ago
The Academic Mask

Learning should be an open meadow and not a cave to hide When coupled with experience its lessons to abide No degree or title, money or fame will direct you toward the light Life’s one great lesson—living free the academic’s plight (Vi...

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10 months ago
A Choice Never Made

If you never loved me, would life be easier would life be better If you never loved me, would you have emptiness instead of joy and pain If you never loved me, would moments vanish as wishes drag through the years If you never loved me, ...

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10 months ago
Son Of The Raging Tiger

Warrior Poet… Son of the raging Tiger Provoked By the scent Of anticipation Roaming In the abyss Of all excuse Preying On all wasted time And wasted lies Stalking The foreign crevices Of each denial Devouring In the end —what you fear th...

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10 months ago
Spiritual Rebirth

The window open weathered and worn My soul releases —spirit reborn (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

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10 months ago
Legacy Of Fear

On a battlefield lined with the blood of dead letters I slay the monsters of uncertainty —and their legacy of fear (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2013)

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10 months ago
A Writer

If I wanted to show you what I see I’d be a painter If I wanted to offer you salvation I’d be a preacher If I wanted to play to your fantasy I’d be an actor But I decided to give you more than that —I’m a writer (Villanova Pennsylvani...

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10 months ago
The End

Politicians… Married to the sound of their own voice Divorced from those who elected them to serve Philanderers of a bigger truth Infidels in the end —only to themselves (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2013

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10 months ago
Those Who Give

Those of us who give nothing ask everything… —from those who give it all (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2013)

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10 months ago
Forever Lost

Music… drowning the words in false harmony Honesty… lost forever inside the verse (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2013)

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10 months ago
Pieces Of My Heart

I lose myself over and over before finding my way again Promises surely I will break pieces—my heart to mend (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

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10 months ago
I Stand Accused

No more book fairs or tours no autographs signed My words are my gift the privacy mine No talk shows or fetes New York Times to eschew Questions unanswered —my thoughts unreviewed (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2018)

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10 months ago
Baptism Of Fire

His spirit denounced his body on fire His words rechristened —the past but a liar (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2018)

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10 months ago
Two Messages

True Worth An ounce of experience —is worth a thousand pounds of why (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014) Married To Words I’m never lonely —I’m a writer (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

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10 months ago
True Immortality

To live on inside the hearts of those you’ve loved Is life —beyond your dreams (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2013)

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10 months ago
Three Messages

A Bigger Threat Incompetence… much more dangerous than corruption —when skillfully applied (Note To The President-October, 2013) A Greater Wrong Within a lesser right there is a greater wrong —begging to get out (Villanova Penn...

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10 months ago
Johns Remorse

If Keats was right and beauty is truth —what lies of this world have we made (University Of Pennsylvania: October, 2013)

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10 months ago
Inspiration

Everything written to inspire rises above our nature Everything written to inspire serves to transport and transform Everything written to inspire makes the old new again In ways that only the heart can feel —a...

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10 months ago
Fallow Dreams

Politics… Fertilizing corruption With the reseeding Of lies Upon dreams That grow fallow Upon dreams That grow bare (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2013)

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10 months ago
The Raven Has Fled

The ribbon is cut The die is cast The cement is dry Yet nothing lasts The brazen rewarded The hero a fool All reason outdated New fury the tool” A journey presented Your ship to go far With doldrums eclipsed By the light of new stars The l...

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10 months ago
Buried Within

The differences in life —live within the questions you’ve asked (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2013)

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10 months ago
Looking Back

The older I get the more I see myself in faces of other men I only hope when looking back —they see themselves in me (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2013)

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10 months ago
Summer Song

I wandered by an autumn stream looking for what’s past I slept inside a winter dream searching for what lasts I strode the paths of springtime crossed listening for a song Whose words, that now to me are lost —in summer called so strong...

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10 months ago
Whispers Cry

From the depths of your spirit new voices to call But their capture in words the hardest of all As the past and the future fall farther behind Old whispers cry out each new moment defined (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2013)

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10 months ago
TV

Intoxicant of sublimation New ruler of alienation The channels change As the mind stops, And the images Fall away (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2013)

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10 months ago
Shadows Fall Distant

Late September holds onto the summer like that promise you made —you can never forget Late September holds onto the summer as shadows fall distant —and memory regrets (Amherst Massachusetts- September, 2013)

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10 months ago
To Bless And To Guide

Your brightness, your smile changed my life As your spirit recharged my heart With the strength of your father and mothers’ love Only great things your life will impart Listen to that voice above all others The one that calls fr...

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10 months ago
The Instant

A few seconds of eternity two more than you’ll need One moment of profundity fog gone—vision freed (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2013)

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10 months ago
Demon Lie Exposed

Under the shroud of blind obedience, the Church forever hides Its loyalty to the Pope and Rome, it chides and chides and chides Canon Law and its corrupted faith walk proudly side by side…. “Where a child of eight ...

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10 months ago
The Perpetual Present

The reason you can change things for the better or worse is because they did not happen in the ‘past’ and will not happen in the ‘future—they happened now, in the ever expanding perpetual present. You can make up for things that you’ve done, you ...

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10 months ago
Last Reflection

Marking time in present tense old memories left to rust The past a distant reverie its truth beyond my trust Looking straight into the sun my eyes reopen wide A last reflection staring back —remembrance so divine (Villanova Pennsylvani...

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10 months ago
Death But A servant

Making love to the Muse newborns fell upon the page And we named them one by one as we lined them up by age Making love to the Muse a new progeny was spawned With death now but a servant —and each child turned to song (Villanova Pennsy...

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11 months ago
The Puppeteers Strings

What if our reasoned language can’t provide any answers —what if time isn’t real What if the thoughts that we have are embedded distractions —what if reflection conceals What if the feelings engendered are like puppeteers strings ...

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11 months ago
The Truth On Trial

The Doctor and aspiring Judge their facts now up for grabs Agendas twisted, the world at stake neoclassic power grab Memories scarce and memories bent all truth behind the lines With punches far below the belt —and justice ill defined ...

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Re-Armored

Worry and strife never really leave They just change direction and form When one plant’s watered another wilts Your heart no longer safe once torn Trouble that’s papered over with wealth Set fire by money and fame Is a sadn...

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11 months ago
No Longer To Hide

If we could only step out from behind our smallness —and see the bigger truth (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)

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11 months ago
Two-Roads

Desperate choices and dead end roads One sign pointing left the other right Each choice a trap where vision smolders Each choice a trap its decision charred Two roads on fire the truth igniting Two roads on fire —where freedom b...

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11 months ago
A Voice Shouts Free

The brain writes the script as the soul provides the ink Words forever faithful —thoughts and feelings now engaged Logic builds the platform for passions rolling thunder The format set, a voice shouts free —the truth alone on stage (Vi...

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11 months ago
Beyond Time Allowed

My job is to make the unlikely happen my passion driven to embrace the bliss My vocation seeks to find the answers my avocation wanders—soul remiss My intellect bargains away the hours my spirit embraces each moment now My story when tol...

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11 months ago
Twin Portals

Driven by passion fueled by delight Each morning a welcome giving birth to the night Both offer one message twin portals divine Two options before me —the choosing sublime (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)

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11 months ago
Song From The Mountaintop

The cry of an eagle floats across a distant peak bear tracks visible in the spring thawing snow Sunlight, spreading its dance upon the land the Ponderosa Pine and Aspen in bloom The glaciers look down smiling the higher you climb searching...

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11 months ago
LaLa Land

Disappear into your smart phone the world outside is doomed Your few remaining human traits have long since left the room Disappear into your smart phone all life beyond is lost Your feelings truly virtual you’ve paid a mighty cost Dis...

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11 months ago
The Present Flows

Closing the door on my yesterdays, tomorrow looked on in pride Setting the lock on the future and past —in isolation they both cried A Savior instant, the moment supreme, as the now both comes and goes All memory forsaken in times broken ...

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11 months ago
Blood Line

To hurt… just to know I can feel To bleed… just to know I’m alive The wounds of my fathers those never to heal In remembrance —the past never dies (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)

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11 months ago
Liars Dwell

Is the truth even electable redemption now a sin The confessional a voting booth —where liars dwell within (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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11 months ago
Smokescreen

Commercially Successful” —the metaphysical oxymoron (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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11 months ago
That Place I Wander

My level of concern goes only so deep I care only to there in meters or feet Beyond that depth lies a hidden zone Where beneath the caring is what’s really known In my efforts to hide from the surface again My words become sheltered...

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11 months ago
Alleyways Of Stone

A highway of regret… an avenue of denial A boulevard of hopes and dreams where footsteps have defiled A thoroughfare of wanton time each choice a dead end road In fated plundered wanderlust —dark alleyways of stone (Villanova Pennsylva...

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11 months ago
Daydreams

The nursery, a womb where fantasy begins The clay, the permission for the sculptor to sin The keyboard, the staircase to a heavenly score The day, once forsaken —its daydream records (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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11 months ago
Redemption Near

Did you waste your life just making money Did you eat the bread and not the honey Did you sell your soul as your children watched Was your heart left cold in a tinderbox Were your excuses rich and your reasons poor Did you wake up f...

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11 months ago
Forever In Shade

The light of remembrance the will’s DNA Entombed by dementia —forever in shade (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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11 months ago
The Music Stops

The jaws sing As the drip, drip, drip, Of the petroleum chorus Dances across The inverted aluminum And the hissing starts And the hissing stays Its smell a warning A final omen Like the last rose Of summer Or the fragrance she wore For that final...

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11 months ago
This Instant

Embracing the present freeing the past Abandoning the future —eternity’s mask Seizing the moment lies tumble and fall Salvation perpetual —this instant and all (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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11 months ago
Deeper Footsteps

The trail of my passing the joy and the tears Each memory a milestone to mark every year That road undiscovered lay before me ahead With faith as my guidepost —deeper footsteps to tread (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
Time

Easily measured not clearly defined Often lamented more often unkind Its loss we all mourn searching heaven to find The time to become —a new past to rewind (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
Casting Shame

By darkness I trolled in my oft-shedding skin Hidden alleys I roamed for new victims at whim But at last I must face the deception I’ve wrought And repay every memory that festers and rots As my twisted rebellion turns its anger wit...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
Still Asking Why

Refusing to define Even worse to explain On the surface descriptive At its essence mundane Restating excuses Ensconcing the lie The sage waxed poetic —you still asking why (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
Yes

Waiting for the final ticket out, I would write that ending word And bid goodbye to all I’d said both ignored—and often heard I asked the conductor about the fare, he said “How much can you pay” As I held my pen, three letters came to...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
Art's Greatest Gift

The lack of fame my spirit free A bird uncaged amongst the trees Its weight not lifted and never there My breath in sequence above the air The lack of fame art’s greatest gift My oath to no one allegiance kept As thoughts go hit...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
The Crown

Poetry… the most regal of all gifted language Prose sitting as handmaiden —to each verse sublime (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)

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11 months ago
First Breath

Jumping in I shut both eyes my heart lay open wide A first hello my last goodbye to logic ill applied Choosing an entry frees all to move the first breath to a song Getting out my mind rejects… forever pushing on The ending sha...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
Of You And Me

There was a time when I was worth knowing before the pain took over There was a time with joy overflowing my wishes steeped in clover There was a time you knew unfurled my love abounding free There was a time when all the world —was mad...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
Life Or Death

Does your good outweigh the bad Is the balance happy or sad Is your intention right or wrong Does your prayer turn into song Does the blame weigh down your heart Can your light outshine the dark Can the joy exceed the pain D...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
Rising Sun

I try to write poetry as Papa did prose Each couplet in focus with short punches thrown The verses compact no lines overrun Their meaning eternal —to rise like the sun (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)

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11 months ago
Wings

Facing what I didn’t know, the canyon ahead was wide My bridge half built on doubt and fear with nowhere left to hide Looking down I saw the past looking up all questions why But straight ahead an Angel waits —with wings for me to fly ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
Snow Blind

Structure comes from the classroom Imagery comes from experience And it’s hard to structure What you can’t —see (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)

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11 months ago
The Last Decision

Divorcing the rational freedom began Releasing the spirit all can’t—became can One final decision to charge and break through The future and past left betrothed—and untrue (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2018)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
Primal Fear

You can take the readers to the water, but you cannot make them drink A thirst most carry deep inside can totter at the brink You can lead them right up to the edge, but you’ll never make them jump The choice is theirs, the Muses dare ...

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11 months ago
Devil's Potion

My cup runneth over your chalice half full The emptiness suspect both murky and dull It shines on the outside jewels christened with fire But to drink from that liquid —forever a liar (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
Fallen Blooms

Children, conceived in perfection Born to disappoint When the idea And the reality —collide (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
Nature In Play

The Russians have taught me that nothing has changed Instead of Nazis and Fascists, we have terrorists to blame Whether Turgenev or Chekhov, Tolstoy or Marx When our nature’s in play, —much of life remains dark (Wayne Pa.-Minella’s Dine...

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11 months ago
False Reflection

Stop trying to be a poet, and say what you feel Kill off the dilettante both hands on the wheel In front of the mirror, we all wear a crown Are your verses to be written —by a sage or a clown (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
File Or Burn

Seeing better from a distance than you ever could up close The memories play like children in voices that you spoke The truth is where you find it every season, every turn Where space creates acceptance —your soul to file or to burn ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
Love Our Fate

If the world would only stop on cue all promises made would return anew The seasons would rearrange their order and lines we’ve drawn—no longer borders If the world would only dance on cue and kick up its heels for me and you Then what a ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
First Cut

Knowing not repeating The weakness of all refrain A first cut true and deepest Once healed —its scar remains (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
Ode To Bobby

I never wanted to be famous, I only wanted to be great I never promised you an answer even now as questions inflate I traveled each and every highway as time kept changing once again I never told you it was magic —just a wish blowing i...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
11 months ago
Immolatio

Raw and uncut, the Poet sharpened his edge His entry point targeted fury bright red The first cut the deepest and clean to the bone A wound bleeding freely —all sutures unknown (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
12 months ago
The Choice

Poetry or Prose its hand reaches outward A fist or a backslap —composure or blood (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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12 months ago
At Bay

Start looking outside your frame of reference for that which stands you alone Stop longing for praise or high endorsement things only borrowed or loaned Start feeling those words you preach unto others no longer idling yourself away Stop...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
12 months ago
Until It Will

It isn’t… until it is It wasn’t… until it was It shouldn’t be… until it should It won’t be… —until it will (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
12 months ago
Transformed Divine

Reading for inspiration and not for fact The words paint a picture in my mind Like dominoes falling one by one They rise from the page to remind My fingers enliven and start to draw A vivid story new image sublime All colors reb...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
12 months ago
Morning In Your Eyes

Day surrounds your memory, as evening frames your smile But what I most remember —is morning in your eyes (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
12 months ago
My Mojo Light - Blues Poem #12

My days and nights death in between trouble in front—behind The devil hijacking my fondest dream trouble in front—behind She said she loved me then said it twice trouble in front—behind The day I got fired she turned to ice trou...

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12 months ago
Twins Of Siam

You stir it one way and they the other, but the mixture stays just as hot You attack their motives and they attack yours, while the contents boil and rot “It needs to be this way”… the other side revolts, “Your mind’s faulty with avarice a...

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12 months ago
Lost Sounds

Written fragments Broken songs Stepping stones To hope beyond Music absent Long at bay Vagrant notes —last wish to play (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
12 months ago
My Real Father

Remembering my Grandfather forgetting my Dad Wanting to be near him paternal influence bad He loved without question, his smile blocked the sun And without his embracing —my life on the run (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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12 months ago
Glass Houses

Stopping just short of judgment, his mind took a leap Whose soul rose as substance now ready to speak Words before never uttered or spoken in vain This acknowledgement followed crying out in refrain… “The joy in the brotherhood all ...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
12 months ago
Memory Hacked

When you’re inside, you can always get out But stuck outside, you must plead and then shout “please let me please let me please let me in” This darkness unending, my veneer wearing thin “please let me please let me please let me ...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
12 months ago
Lies To Withstand

Journalistic integrity… give me a break Your lies are on fire there’s hell at the gate Journalistic integrity the wages of sin All truth has been twisted your speech has worn thin Journalistic integrity oxymoron disclosed Two words ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
12 months ago
Verum Pretium

When eternity is mortgaged —your soul its true cost (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
12 months ago
Altar Unknown

When we all get to heaven, do we pray in one voice Or keep our wills separate to still have a choice When we meet the almighty, will our thoughts be our own Or is identity sacrificed —on His altar unknown (Villanova Pennsylvania: June,...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
12 months ago
New Voices

Nobody knew me, and that was my choice The distance I kept protecting my voice Though others had promised, their words fell in vain My spirit untarnished whose breath I lay claim My heart often suffered the pain I’d been caused But...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
12 months ago
A Welcoming Hymn

The deeper you care the more remote you become What the present reveals no clock can outrun The past and the future for others to know This journey one-way where only you’ll go Those voices who call pull you deeper within Not lost ...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Into My Prose

I need to bring more Poetry into my Prose… To spill the blood richer flowing out of my veins To reseason the words going into the fire To spread the wings open —on a future untold (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Distance Calling

The channel seemed open, but the tuner was stuck Its dial had frozen mixed static and such The instructions were missing, and the knobs wouldn’t turn Its transmission now distant —all frequency burned (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Insulation

Vision is to Art As grace is to the soul Not one without the other Blanket against the cold (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Generation Lost

Married to introspection, we left for Paris And with fools and dilettantes got carried away Living on melancholy, our quarter was poor The Seine’s romance but fiction —our fantasies played (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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1 year ago
Sleeping With The Muse

Sleeping with Laura and not making love Lost in her aura and thoughts from above Sleeping with Laura all vanity chaste A feeling impregnates —the blame heaven laced (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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1 year ago
Cross Hairs

High caliber verse the cartridge hand loaded A new target centered all focus then squared Its barrel’s been filled with red molten fury Whose trigger awaits —a desperate will (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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1 year ago
Chevalier

Mon Dieu, mon Dieu,” he screamed to the crowd “On stage as a vagabond my home you enshroud “My makeup—my armor, my performance—my cause “Reborn with each act, as I hear your applause “You take me each matinee, you take me each ...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
The Chameleons

Bravery and fear not either or But versions of… Valor and shame brought heretofore Mixed pieces of… A riddle to confound the poet’s mum As glory weds disdain… Courage and fear not zero-sum But oft times look the same (Villanova Pen...

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1 year ago
And You, To Me

I believe the last person I shall ever see, is you —and you, me I believe the last person I will ever know, is you —and you, me I believe the last person I shall ever love, is you —and you, me I believe the last place I will eve...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Tasunka Witko

The greatest of men he bled the truth, his wounds for all to share A symbol relived a life unspoiled, courage all too rare The towering hawk the thundering storm, hailstones mark the way A moment in time a vision embraced —his ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Distance & Separation

There is an emptiness between Hemingway’s words A hollow sound that slides off the page The space creates distance as the Old Man wanted From the reader and voyeurs of pain “Distance between himself and the day he hauled in that gre...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Transcendental Lullaby

I’ve now started to dream while being awake Sleep no longer needed to open the gate The visions come clearly the music I hear My mind surrenders looking back on the years I’m fully aware but entranced when they come The words of my ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Mariah's Song

As long as the wind blows Poets will not be forgotten Their words the breezes carry forth —their thoughts to heaven thrown (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
To Me

Poetry is to be given away and never ever sold A gift beyond what time demands —and wrapped in leaves of gold (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2018)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Bastard Of Time

When time loses its hold do you choose a new father Free of place and all station even freer from blame Your mother is now and your mother forever But your father is a choice much more than a name Do you wrestle in torment as he ca...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
New Storms

How now the vanishing wind… The days are upon us last season begins All words are regifted and placed into song As time has now shifted our last excuse gone How now the suffering lies… The light burns immortal old visions decry Wh...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Eternity's Wings

The last door now open, freedom’s been found The air burns electric the words different sounds To fly unabated with heavens consent En masse celebration, the god’s do relent All feeling enraptured new joy to be shared The journe...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
The Future Clear

Being my number one fan, I never waited for applause Living within my own code all reasons fixed on—just because Being in charge of myself the days flowed freely into years Dying from living too hard the past exposed—the future clear (...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Life Or Death

Up or down forward or back Polarity ends in a panic attack Start, stop the stillness portends The middle a wasteland lost years of pretend Before or after in front or behind Timing entraps with the devil’s design Salvation,...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Free & Clear

The night in riches my vault again full The words overflowing old debts now annulled The stillness a fortune its quiet sublime The meaning unmortgaged —a poem divine (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Darkness Runs

The night a gift though minus sleep With dreams adrift and words to keep Blankness woven connection spun A poem born —dark on the run (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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1 year ago
Permission Granted

A strange thing happens once you’re as old as your heroes The mystery less enchanting the romance nearly gone A stranger thing happens when you outlive your heroes The nuances shouting boldly —permission now won (Villanova Pennsylvani...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
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The only sin uncommitted —is the one unknown (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
In Memoriam

His funeral unattended His pallbearers —the written word His gravesite an ashen memory His legacy —in futures heard (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
A Promise Forgotten

Are you the hero of your own dime novel Are you the toy at the bottom of the cracker jacks box Are you the name on the wall of the public bathroom Are you the saline solution they use to detox Are you that groove in the record that ...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
The Sun Will Come Up

The warts are ugly the wrinkles deep The flesh now sagging deprived of sleep The eyesight failing the hearing gone But words still call —from tomorrow’s song (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Ipse Solus

Not like her, And Not like him, And Not like you —I write! (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Ipse Solus

Not like her, And Not like him, And Not like you —I write! (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Poetic Triage

Today a Poet needs to cast a hook with many tines To reel in those who’re lulled to sleep with cautionary lines These days a Poet needs an edge much sharper than before To cut through all the excess flesh —that blocks the metaphor (Vil...

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1 year ago
A Tinge Of Lilac

My window opens wider as my focus narrows down The words are now much richer than what I used to think profound The light brings joy and substance filling corners deep and closed Its breezes tinged with lilac —all negatives exposed (Vi...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Words Of Hope

Left on their own, my words turn to prayer Renewing my faith —confirming You’re there Spoken aloud, they lodge in my soul Warming my heart —and keeping me whole (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
The True Cost

The answer never welcome… ‘The Price Of Joy Is Pain’ A question forever mired —in perpetual disdain (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Prisoner Of Disguise

The words flock together and stretch on the frame Their meaning runs over still wet from the pain The canvas is porous the easel maligned The curtains blow outward faces calling in mime The streets all a-chatter, it was Paris in spr...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
The Rebel

Was there ever a rebel on the inside looking out By definition he’s outside —his legend to shout The insurgent, his tactic playing Russian Roulette Holding the status quo hostage —with fear and regret (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Dark Reflection

We are never so afraid As when frightening ourselves That face in the mirror, the one that won’t leave A shadow looming over —eternity’s sleeve (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Vision's Gift

The older I get… the closer I become to the things I can’t see The older I get… the more I’m amazed by the things that surround me The older I get… the longer the nights and the dreams that they bring The older I get… empty words fallin...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Sagacity

Darkness, the beginning path spawns brightness at the end Storm clouds over a troubled youth division on the mend Struggles, trials, and failures past just fuel to keep you warm Sagacity, the final truth —eyes seeing through the harm ...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
The Masque

Every book has a hundred messages trying to get out Every song has ten inside of it waiting to sing loud Every painting has a hidden image fighting to be shown And every poem has a secret voice —dying to be known (Villanova Pennsylva...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Thespian Misstep

There are stages you run to and from stages to hide The performance of a lifetime or the shame that will chide There are actors in character and actors on loan One change in direction —and all meaning has flown (Villanova Pennsylvani...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Centennial Fury

The great American Songbook whose words march off the page Its music now a footnote —to a century of rage (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Muddy Waters

The words were muddy the feelings clear The blues on fire —the ending near (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
The Fortress

From the rock of ages a pebble thrown A thundering crash —from David’s stone (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
If Walls Could Talk

Sentenced wrongly imprisoned well The bars a fortress —where voices dwell (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
When Reason Falls

It’s hard to do the right thing when fate calls your name out loud Where not only the bad get punished in its pursuit The world has lost its way along the path of least resistance Our ethos dueling the hunger pangs of human nature at i...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
When Reason Falls

It’s hard to do the right thing when fate calls your name out loud Where not only the bad get punished in its pursuit The world has lost its way along the path of least resistance Our ethos dueling the hunger pangs of human nature at i...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Symbiotica

The hands of the thought grab the tail of the feeling All letters exploding, a new comet takes flight A cognitive power an emotional flower Forgotten when alone —but together delight (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Angel King

The book of Solomon the Temple Mount The ruler of winds —time can’t surmount (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Touching The Flame

No formula or numbers as Albert had deigned The greatest of mysteries we share one domain From outside he struggled to bend back the truth From inside I journey its paradox loose To him it was relative to me more sublime That thing ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Toll Free

The breastfed future stripped motherlode The past untethered —back on the road (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Passion Released

The chorus unleashed all heavens refrain The passion released —again and again (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
The Repose Of Angels

Switching to off, the channel went dead The music silent inside my head The repose of angels dreams of a child Respite from salvation —just for awhile (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Memories Of Jim

Little Lord Fauntleroy left to devise His future uncertain a past once despised Little Lord Fauntleroy his choice lies within To do unto others or do unto him Little Lord Fauntleroy, escape from these walls The lords and new creatur...

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
His Destiny Wed

In the song of the antelope, the Prince heard his Queen Now locked in a convent, her beauty unseen The tower still distant, its ramparts on guard Just one point of entry a hero’s reward The mist in the valley her prison unseen Throu...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Riches Unknown

The chest is open —its treasure exposed The jewels uncounted —with riches unknown (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Silent Prayer

Your passion unheard —words turn to prayer Wishes now blessings —hope in the air (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
The Fire Of The Unknown

"A man’s true spirit can only be forged and replenished —in the fire of the unknown." (Last Line Of Chapter 18 In My Novel ‘Revenge Along The War Trail) …. Published Sept 1, 2016

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
That Space Inside

Leaving room for the reader to grow within what you write insures immortality connecting your words permanently to their feelings creating a home where the meaning —can live (Villanova Pennsylvania: Watching The Eagles 3-H...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
That Space Inside

Leaving room for the reader to grow within what you write insures immortality connecting your words permanently to their feelings creating a home where the meaning —can live (Villanova Pennsylvania: Watching The Eagles 3-H...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Forgotten & Lost

Art, the DMZ between wishes and dreams Escape for the traveler —forgotten and lost (Villanova Pennsylvania: Watching The Eagles 3-Hour Documentary: June, 2016)

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added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Miami Heat

The sand was hot as she came up behind me singing… “You put the ‘Man’ back in Romance “And I’ll put the ‘Lay’ back in Lady” (Miami Beach Florida: May, 1982)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Dystephany

The creative process in a repressed spirit… Its pressure a magnet —attracting the light (Villanova Pennsylvania: Watching the 3-Hour Eagles Documentary: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Absolution Within

The intrinsic beauty of the present moment Exploding our consciousness rewriting the hymn Outracing the words to an epiphany of reflection Outpacing all time —absolution within (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
The Enemy Upon Us

Get caught in the dialectic before the day is late Don’t wait for an invitation as they slowly shut the gate The wolf now dressed in spun wool has broken from his cage He hungers more for what we’ve lost an ignorance of rage A traitor ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Dragon Fire

The progressive death knell sounded —one final serpent to mount With excuses now abandoned —the dragon’s fire is out (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Along The Path

Using words to create feelings not feelings to create words The letters but a footprint —along the path to being heard (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Rampage

Stop changing… And you will come to A most unsavory Form of death Neither here Nor beyond Your spirit trampled —by a thundering heard (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
May It Be Said

The kingdom of knowledge to its crown we are wed Its light our betrothal its heavens our bed The words ever regal trousseau not to beg Thus will it be written —thus will it be said (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Distance Revealed

The older I get the closer it seems The past from the future what’s real, to my dreams The older I get the deeper it feels Distraction aborted —all distance revealed (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Deliverance

Contentment has set in all restlessness gone The hour growing short —the day forever long (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Pointing The Way

In the search for Crazy Horse, I found myself He freed my voice, as he opened up my heart Sharpening my words like the tip of his lance Leading me through the forest back into the light Across the wide prairie where the winds blow fr...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Essentia

Imperfection... —the DNA within every art form (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Ourselves To Keep

How much is enough to have it all How deep is the well where teardrops fall How long is the parting until lovers weep How high is the price —ourselves to keep (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
My Garden

I made myself a wastrel an orphan of my choice And severed all my family ties in search of my own voice I left without once looking back the present straight ahead The past redundant, future flawed to butter my own bread The years have...

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Master Of It All

Should God destroy a mountain because you’re afraid of heights Should the sun stay fixed forever to keep away the night Should the birds all sing in unison drowning out the siren’s call Should the questions all have answers —with you mas...

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Lying There

Basking in the glow of what already happened I wait for the explosion —of that yet to come (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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Fresh Voices

A poem is never truly finished… a song never finally sung Words lay silent as yet unspoken fresh voices—new races to run (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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With Grace Sent

I often walk a mile to go just fifteen steps I often write ten pages for that line that dries and sets I often talk a blue streak hoping for one special word And often love beyond my heart —with grace sent from our Lord (Villanova Penn...

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Prisoner Of The Light

Lay your feelings out there, put them on the line Send your fear back down to hell forever to remind Evil in submission darkness wrapped in fright Its voice silenced with your words —prisoner of the light (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, ...

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Bullseye

Nothing brings a conservative and liberal together… —like staring down the barrel of a gun (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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Reasons Mine To Keep

Do I reach for understanding or is knowing quite enough Or deem then that important if the difference smooth or rough Do I understand a mountain or the bear that lives within Or just know that it belongs there and the mystery that it ...

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I'm Tired

I’m tired of baiting and tired of hating I’m tired of winning in a rained out inning I’m tired of loving when love’s not returned I’m tired of crying tears poisoned and spurned I’m tired of reasons excuses for treason I’m tired of a...

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In The End

Life… forever promising more Death —its own reward (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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To My Grandmother

I store you inside me under a blanket of pearls They lie strung together as my history unfurls Each one to unstring when I need it the most Your wisdom translucent your memory my host You loved me before I ever knew who I was My fre...

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The Cry Of The Bugle

Regardless the battlefield, one fight rages on Regardless the outcome —a warriors song Regardless the politics, the brave fight and die Regardless the questioner —blood telling no lies (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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Love's Captive

Surrendering to love —an imprisonment of joy! (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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Divided And Split

Do you have to do something you loathe or then hate To finance the thing that you love Do you plod to a tune out of step and off key To dance freely with what comes from above Do the moments you steal and those stolen from you Stand...

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No Favors

We do no favors labeling genius We do no favors channeling the light We do no favors defining perfection We do no favors —questioning delight (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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Dark Ransom

Hope trumped last a prisoner of death A final capitulation —devil’s ransom beset (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

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The Future Ablaze

The older I get… the more exclusive I become with distant mountains to climb The older I get… the shorter the moods swing and the longer I can laugh out loud The older I get… the more vivid the memory of what we almost became Th...

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Is It Something More?

Is there a difference between judgment and observation Is there a difference between opinion and introspection Is there a difference between atonement and damnation Is the difference only in the words —or is it something more (Villanova...

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Hearts To Fill

Love yourself first before someone else will Feelings vested, spirit rhymed attraction distilled Love yourself first before someone else will Your beauty self-reflected —another’s heart to fill (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

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Sealing The Memory

Each new Poem a gift as yet unwrapped Its secrets lay hidden, its flow untapped Waiting for the author to feel the pain To seal the memory —to wear the stain (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

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This Moment Divine

The older the day the sweeter the memory The sweeter the memory no reasons to find No reasons to find tomorrow unmentioned Tomorrow unmentioned —the present divine (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

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Final Victory

Beneath the cover of defeat, final victory comes late Sustained only by a will —refusing to give in (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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Spirit's Cry

We’ve had forever to get it right this religion we hold dear But why the murder and ‘holy wars’ that underwrite our fear We stand in judgment and wield belief with weapons poorly thrown Our eyes rejecting while spirit’s cry —our futures...

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New Heartbeats

To die without rhythm and bleed without rhyme Each wish left unspoken in coupling divine New heartbeats unwritten that call from within Their cadence restructured all verse—now a hymn (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016 )

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Self-Destruction

Thinking more of your constituency than they do of themselves… —political suicide (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

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Now As Before

Are those dimensional theories a trap for what your mind will never understand Does your spirit lay dormant and fallow an alien within its own land Does the math and the science betray you with the numbers piled outside your door Is the t...

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Seasons Turn

My days prolonged, my nights were short —my history caught between Judgment coming fast and swift —to escape is then to dream All time distorted memory fried —the past is but a whim Old lessons spurned, the seasons turn —new f...

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Truth Is Near

Good feelings or bad… results the same When a nerve is struck to start the game The words can soften or strike with fear Once through the surface —the truth is near (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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Ahead, Nothing More

Money and wealth used to accompany class Now more often than not, it tends toward the crass There used to be style that went along with good luck Now nouveau riche dogma just passes the buck The internet minions and rappers galore L...

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Fantasy Escapes

No clock can lay claim to the moment untimed Though hands finely set still a mystery divine Each tick plays a cadence to what is now past But what of the future its measure uncast We plot and record it hours, minutes, they chime As ...

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Their Peace Like A Blanket

To my home, the words take me each calling by name Tearing walls from around me passion free, unrestrained Their visions at midnight have lulled me to sleep Their message when troubled my nightmare to greet Through the long and the sho...

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The Double Edge

Cowardice and bravery Not either/or But different levels of… Valor and shame A swinging door Whose facings change when swung A foil to confound The poets dream With glory and disdain Bravery and cowardice Not zero-sum —but often look the same ...

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No Blank Degree

Go to school, and load your gun The man is coming the cradle shunned Do your homework, obey the rules The exam’s been written that dunce a fool Go to school, and stack the deck Each grade a face card full house respect Dot your I...

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Veracity's Child

There’s a great luxury in telling the truth A richness verbatim no lies to refute A strength of conviction beyond substance and style Through the ages adopted —veracity’s child (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

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Leaving This World

I’ve looked and watched you turn away Seeing things you’ve long denied I grabbed the lion by his mane Staring through the devil’s eye I bought a one-way ticket While never looking back I’ve sailed and searched the roughest se...

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Waiting For Rain

Identity, Born from a kernel of inheritance Planted deep within a furrow of pain Growing in the light of new discovery Reseeding itself —waiting for the rain (My Son Trystan & I: May, 2016)

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Slipping Away

The notion of time a potion sublime A bottomless pit the physicists fit Today or tomorrow the future or past As your arms wrap around it —your hands lose their grasp (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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A Knight's Ransom

Nobility, in debt to all virtue —on loan to the truth (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

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Let Me Ask

How important is the music to your verse How important is the blood in your veins How important is the picture to the words How important… let me ask you once again (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

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Eternity's Door

Tonight, I was ready to die, But death Wasn’t ready for me Tonight, I was ready to die From the past And a future unseen Tonight, I was ready to die, But the light Of salvation rechose Tonight, I was ready to die, But the door to eternity —wa...

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Plato's Bequeath

The extravagance of leisure —to have exploited spare time Beyond the reach of my grandfathers —beyond the joy and the pain (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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Rock & Roll (Blues Poem #2)

Papa Blues and Momma Jazz But ain’t that baby —Rock and Roll (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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Love As Wings

You can take the verses with you, but false riches stay unrhymed With love as wings, to heaven brings —your gold all left behind (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

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Time Stops At Your Door

Being more than a woman… your vision enraptured making me more than a man Being more than a woman… my thoughts solely focus doing all that I can Being more than a woman… my days are too long and our nights are too short Being more ...

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Keeping Freedom Alive

It’s a comedy of errors… the clowns and actors inside When for two millennia, they served to amuse and abide The patriots and righteous once made all the laws But now the Halls of Congress by their presence are flawed Through political...

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Pulling Away

At eighteen, I was ninety percent body and ten percent mind …but over the years that trend has reversed Now, I’m ten percent body and ninety percent mind …whose biology Father Time chose to curse My mind is now winged like a ...

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Free And Clear

Withdrawing from the Rat Race, my fortune reappeared The fog now gone, all clouds pulled back —direction free and clear (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

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The Devil's Scar

Not reliant on your approval, I soared to the heavens Not seeking your acceptance, I burned past the brightest star Not wanting anything from you, I gave myself back to the beginning In need of nothing —the devil’s scar (Villanova Penn...

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Millennial Academia

The tragedy within the new school of ‘thought’ …. To know ‘about’ everything —while knowing naught Where universities foster professorial demise Poisoning the young —with their fantasy and lies (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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My Indulgent Refrain

The better the words formed The meaner they became ‘free and alive and stirred from the bottom ‘hidden and denied in moments of pain’ Taking on new life they glare and they scowl Staring back from the mirror...

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Our Spiritual Vacuum

Is God a deficiency in our character or makeup Do we fill in the vacuum with almighty tales of beyond Is the salvation we search for there buried deep inside us Do our sermons lay unwritten —last devotional unsung (Villanova Pennsyl...

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The Final Harvest

Those drunken nights and barroom fights now seed my fallowed ground Where women spurned and lovers churned rule memory’s lost and found Those wasted days and sleepless years like wine have aged within Fermenting each unwritten page —reh...

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Fear Turns Into Song

For forty years I walked alone and lived on borrowed time And thought each year that came and went would be my very last The ending close as days rolled on tomorrow left unrhymed Caught looking back or then ahead the moments never fast ...

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On Wings From Before

Say it… without overstating it Mean it… while feeling it more Live it… as a mantra then gifted Transcend it… on wings from before (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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Is Your Area Born Alone

Is it first the Music And then the Words Or do the Words Come first? Elton John says it Works Either way Bob Dylan’s Words create The meaning That Ray Charles And Jimi Hendrix Explode Is all timing Real Or just Imagined? Is the structure ...

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Stigmata

Wringing feelings Like a sponge… The words dripped down From my lips Onto the page —staining my soul (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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Almighty Silence

Poetry… Conduit Of the truth Speaker Of the almighty Silence Last synapse Of a feeling Lost Nerve ending Of a forgotten Dream (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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Eternity's Spark

Touching the sunrise, immortality burned Touching the sunrise, infinity returned Touching the sunrise time left in the dark Touching the sunrise —eternity’s spark (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

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That First Broken Heart

Who invented the primordial kiss, who embraced that first hug Who was the first to say “I Love You” —who had that first broken heart (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

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Grandparenting

Becoming totally involved —while keeping your opinions to yourself (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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Billy Blue

Billy Blue Billy Blue, Your world’s a mess There’s nothing new Billy Blue Billy Blue, Your sheep are shorn Your flower’s few Billy Blue Billy Blue, Your time now warps In shades of grey Billy Blue Billy Blue, That choice you made To run away… ...

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The Story

Tell a good story poorly not a poor story well Your current raging over —all trough laden swells (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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$$$$$$

Money… an ungrateful heir Disowning all memory —with your ashes still warm (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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Road Rule

When grammar gets in the way of the meaning —lose the grammar! (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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My Heart To Wander

I dreamed far into the distance and found an ocean beyond the sand With no beach around its borders no surge upon the land Its depths flow on forever no beginning and no end Before its waves my heart to wander —within its tide my soul to...

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Far Better (Blues Poem #18)

It’s better to let her… keep those fancy shoes and bags if she comes to bed each night It’s better to let her… have the house worn and ragged if the trim stays fresh and light It’s better to let her… whine and constantly bemoan if sh...

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Last Moment To Burn

Blistering thunder Cracking asunder Craters form High ground being torn Its ledges are sharp Concealed in the dark The rain blows in gales —ancient prophecy hails Blistering thunder Fate pulls you under Vows you made Point straight to your grave...

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The Last Drum Roll

What is the baseline of your life? How deep is the chord structure of your meaning? What is that riff that no raff can destroy? How long is your drum roll —at the end? (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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Death On The Fringes

The older I get the louder the Muse does parade The shorter the moment the deeper her message invades The older I get distant voices filter and fade With death on the fringes —all focus recentered and staged (Villanova Pennsylvania: M...

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Free Of All Lies

Belief in the end… if truth be your cross To break or to bend veracity’s cost Last judgment your own hawks chase as doves fly One choice to atone —when free of all lies (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

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Are You Living Now

Is there always one verse you still have yet to write And if not—what’s the point of it all Are you the repository of all you have felt Or the dealer and merchant of lies Are your thoughts tattooed onto your immortal soul With your...

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Tomorrow, Today

Keeping emotion inside the words go mute Casting decision aside each choice less acute New feelings unbirthed words fatherless stray The future untold —tomorrow, today (Villanova, Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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Exploding Thought

Prose tells the story, Poetry explodes the thought Leading you into —a dimension newly wrought (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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Only Man Knows

Without there being A God I could never question His existence Through the power of The question Divinity shines Do birds question? Do apes question? Do flowers question? Only man questions… —and only man knows why (Villanova Pennsylvania:...

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Life's Greatest Curse

To be loved but not liked… the greatest curse of all With joy in abeyance so near—yet so far (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

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Whose Words meant All

I’ve never had a friend who didn’t hurt me, I’m told that’s just the price of getting close I’ve never had a friend to not desert me, it’s always been the thing I hated most I’ve never had a friend who crosses over that line so far away an...

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Now Heaven Shone

At eighteen, I thought that I could write my way to heaven I’d waltz right in, announce my name, and sit down on its throne At twenty-five, I sat in jail to rot in isolation my freedom gone, my will deformed, but worst of all alone ...

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Last Chariot

Seventh Son of a Seventh Son the night has a thousand eyes The music fades, past dance is done the future’s siren cries Seventh Son of a Seventh Son all prophecy would say Your father deaf, your mother blind bequeathed of both you pray ...

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Then & Now

Once, I didn’t know —but thought that I did Now, I know —but wish that I didn’t (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2018)

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Literary Nuptial

Poetry… the marriage of raw emotion —and unbridled thought (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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To Laugh Or Cry

Thick skin Thin skin Are they worn the same? Praise yes Blame less Does any truth remain? Thick skin Thin skin To open or to hide? Reasons for Excuses against To laugh—or then to cry (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)

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To Spread Its Wings (Blues Poem #17)

If music is a celebration the Blues its hidden nest As voices rise in jubilation all souls by delta blessed Its words reveal a joyous cover its notes a mojo hymn Old feelings hatched and beating low —the Blues to spread its wings (Vi...

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For Melissa On Her Birthday

A fair wind blows into my soul —its breath to steal my heart In verses only you can sing —of love to never part (Your Father, May 2nd, 2016)

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First Love

I loved you with a first love no second love would ever replace I loved you with a first love that when lost was forever to ache I loved you with a first love when my words were fresh given and new I loved you with a first love —my heart...

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Dreams Neatly Stacked

Never giving it all Never losing it all False wisdom From the voices of drought Emptying my heart With a soul left in parts All promises Vain wishes in doubt But giving it all New rain started to fall My eyes opening up From inside The clouds p...

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At What Point

At what point… does the fiction you’ve created become true At what point… do old lies make more sense than new truths At what point… do prevarication and veracity reframe At what point… do they come together—their message the same (Vil...

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Cancer

It takes from your body but steals from your spirit Hope its main victim —promised future unseen (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2016)

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Last Tear

Watching myself Wanting you Standing alone —the end in view Watching myself Reach out through the pain Lost shadow of night —last tear in your rain (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2016)

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Stars & Stripes

Out of great struggle comes even greater opportunity Each threat being glue and a tie that binds With noble purpose we define our highest calling Freedom in our blood —by our will refined (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016) ‘To Amer...

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Last Bullet

Forty-five caliber abstract targets big and small Bullseye in the mirror memories recalled Warning shots abandoned prey now closing in One last bullet chosen —fired from within (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)

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Eighty Years Undone

I was not alive in 1910 yet things were pretty good No sleepless nights or stomach aches always understood In the quiet calm a promise lay a portent yet to come And born I was despite myself —now eighty years undone (Villanova Pennsylva...

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Between Two Lies

The past doesn’t pass away quickly enough with the future on the run The present an echo between two lies —as the moment never comes (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)

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The Incarcerated Word

What was created to expose is now a fortress just to hide A bastion of higher learning within a haven safe for lies Where discourse once was treasured the ivy droops and sighs With comfort their true measure, the dilettantes still cry ...

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Beyond Words

Are the questions far better than the answers? Do they contain the possibility that definition never will? Is the magic of perception open ended in wondering why? Is the essence of life itself beyond what words can ever tell? (Villanov...

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New Millennium's Curse

Compression ingestion The world to implode The numbers decreasing —all resistance explodes From diamond to carbon Wheels spin in reverse The groundhog, the treadmill —new millennium’s curse (Brooklyn, New York: March, 2016)

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More A Feeling

It’s not about technique or style or genre But something more…like a reflection or memory once known Its light coming through a universe dark…undiscovered Its message more a feeling than any genius —or logic grown (Villanova Pennsylv...

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The Moment Gone

Secrets keep us sick as emotions run and hide Perception dark and thick the truth turned into lies Secrets keep us sick with denial center stage Time bartered, the moment gone —nothing left but rage (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)

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Memory The Master

Truth is a title, reason is a slave Love is a mistress forgiveness, bed unmade The past for excuses the future willed in vain Memory still the master —of what goes round again (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)

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Now Denied

Last night I received an invitation to my own death…. Signed by my former self witnessed by a past unspoken Sealed with a memory I had yet to live And stamped by a future —now denied (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)

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Your Fear An Asylum

Your head turned away but you needed to hear Your memory in flames and the truth very near Your ears became deaf as new words tried to form Your fear an asylum —where the past is reborn (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)

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Whose Wound Reveals

The world that we escape to… a thunder strike to come That inner passing night train the past and future run An image once to blind you now guiding through the maze Temptation and redemption twin catalysts betrayed One vision chosen bl...

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Checks You Can't Cash

Do you live your whole life in a partially filled space Do you swear up and down about reasons defaced Do you sing in a choir where the music has died Do you brand all as liars as your knots remain tied Do you rob from the master jus...

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Legions Cry

Literary Achilles writer of the sword Legions cry chariots fly —blood in every word (Dallas Texas: June, 2018)

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Farther Than Near

Crossing over to what most would call good My feelings inline my words understood No chair or wip do the verses require All teeth now removed in fear of your ire Crossing over to what some would proclaim The lines neatly ordered w...

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Deemed Poetic

Things beyond description Deemed poetic lay…. ‘A golden oak On an October day’ ‘The perfect form Of a cresting wave’ ‘The laughter of toddlers As they run and play’ ‘A Mozart concerto —in its timeless way’ (Dallas Texas: June, 2018)

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Wondering Why

A captive of his genius And prisoner of his insight The Jester played New York Like a fiddler on the run The truth always just a step Ahead or behind his perception The music caught in between Like an opera singer’s pause for breath ‘The Times Wer...

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Those Things Denied

Today is for the living fate yet to take its toll The reaper’s threats lie cold and bare when not yet on his roll Life belongs to those who bleed with joy and pain redressed The will to live—Your love to give those things denied to deat...

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In Memoriam: Chris Kyle

His bravery inspired a hero defiled By one of his own whose spirit disowned All memory attacks what never came back ‘from a war beyond winning or losing’ The best of the best too early to rest His brothers in arms —his first ...

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A Wish Undeclared

Is Poetics a poem or a process Is Love a lover or romance Is Art a painting or a vision Is Worship a place or deliverance Is Freedom a word or a statement Is Family just blood that we share Is Duty an oath or vocation Is Trut...

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The Hangman's Noose

As time unweaves, its mask deceives —to hide a bigger truth The past and future threaded strands —to braid the hangman’s noose (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)

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Loud And Wild

The power of the written word the spoken word supreme Ink to then commission what only breath can glean Soldiers line up back to back letters ranked and filed The command to march just given once —its war chant loud and wild (Villanova...

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The Present Instilled

Writing for tomorrow, today is enhanced Writing for tomorrow, my mind and heart dance Writing for tomorrow, my place is affirmed Writing for tomorrow, my name is confirmed Writing for tomorrow the future reeled in Writing for tomorr...

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The Devil's Teapot

The Devil’s Teapot —a witches brew Remembrance poured in sorrows true The Devil’s Teapot bone china cracked New leaks a bane in virtue lacks The Devil’s Teapot it fills once more With pain now forked to stir rancor The Devil’s Teap...

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Be Of Interest

More than being good or bad…. be of interest Good and bad vanish with the prevailing wind —but interest lasts (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)

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Hearts At Rest

A storm is coming, the sky will cry Each cloud a tissue, old light to die The gale once gone, all hope renewed From end to end, the picture blue The circle spins, the cycle turns What came before must then return The seasons froz...

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My Guide

Throw away my legacy, throw away my eyes Throw away my hopes and dreams, package them with lies Throw away the reasons, your excuses now to reign But never throw away my voice —to guide me through the pain (Villanova Pennsylvania: June,...

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In Truth I Lack

Concerned with self birds in a row Concerned with self all droppings show Concerned with self the blindfold tight Concerned with self not day or night Concerned with self what’s real distorts Concerned with self my voice retorts ...

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Only God Can Command

The cusp of brilliance can still be controlled While genius can neither be coaxed nor cajoled Being still on the fringe keeps one foot on dry land But when totally immersed —only God can command (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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Each Footstep Free

My walk each day Takes me away Where I can stray My mind to play Each trek it seems Awakens dreams And thoughts to be —each footstep free (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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Poetry Can't

A novel can be written and detach from its author —but poetry can’t (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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The Coma Of Denial

Choking on its wealth… America now suffers The Acid Reflux Of a life at ease Suffering poor health… A country now drifting Into the coma of denial —and no longer free (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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That One Thing

Only one thing calls out to heart, body, and mind Causing seas to part—where yourself you will find (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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The False Rapture

We’ve redefined God Into someone Who fits His image Our vision His vision Inconvenient Alongside things That won’t let go His message untimely With bills to pay And concrete goddesses To which we pray “a tail never tried to wag a bigger do...

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If We Were Young Men

If we were young men if we were strong If we had fresh words to add to our song If we were soldiers with war in our veins If we were poets our voices reclaimed If we were lovers of women that cried If we went wandering our heart’s...

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Radiant Epiphany

The light burns brightest at journeys end “Radiant Epiphany Seraph's descend” Its blaze to enrapture the love that you give “Celestial applause for a life well lived” (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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One Last Thing

I’m now at the point where I understand time The ending in sight all focus behind I’m finally ready to let it all go The shackles unlocking —one last thing to know (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)

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Fait Accompli

Standing for nothing…. falling for everything Time becomes your master each moment—zero sum (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)

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1 year ago
Capstone Reversed

Where intellect ends, the spirit begins Capstone reversing —direction within (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)

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The Last Chant

The one answer left to me is captured in verse Old roadmap destroyed old play unrehearsed The light becomes blocked as it shines from without Its story an old one its warmth left in doubt The road to this moment paved over in verse ...

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Final Wish

Longer than forever much deeper than today My heart to pass between —love’s final wish to pray (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)

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Divinity's Hymn

I sold my soul for new meter and rhyme Trading salvation for a thing greater still The joyous embrace of one hell damning phrase Now immortal, perpetual —fulfilled I sold my soul as the Devil laughed Knowing not, my final words ...

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As Aquinas Asked

Without there being a God, we could never question his existence Through the shadows of the interrogatory divinity shines Do apes question, do birds question, do flowers question—Aquinas asked Only through the act of self-reflection ...

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War

Severed madness…. the wounds bleed again All stitches have broken stains marking the end Unsutured indemnity ensuring your pain All flesh now in enmity —last bugler in flames (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

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New Light Unspoken

Nocturnal flower In need of sleep Your petals wilt The count for sheep New dawn unpromised The die is cast A croupier blocking Sun’s setting mask Through endless courtship Dreams on the run A jester whispers Till sleep has come The meadow spars...

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1 year ago
The Talisman

Persuader inside me dark sweetness cajoling A talisman dangles —the present foretold (Las Vegas: January, 2016)

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1 year ago
Balance Be Damned

Eat the dessert first, balance be damned The icing to start —your cake to withstand (Las Vegas-Cheesecake Factory: January, 2016)

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1 year ago
Hidden Nightmare

Mountains are never as grave as the Sea, great heights with all dangers exposed But depths that lay sullen, undiscovered, and dark hide a nightmare to sailors like me (Airplane-Las Vegas To Philadelphia: January, 2016)

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The Moment Hostage

The past cried out a dire warning unlocking you from the moment “History rules, the die is cast —the future of your discontent” (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2018)

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Redemption Profaned

Bubbling up through the surface, one truth leaches out Like a word long forbidden, oft whispered—it shouts Rising up to the heavens, its message proclaims “The eruption has started, redemption profaned” (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, ...

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Dichotomy

Physics and Philosophy come together in what they are not Cause and causation are different in the absolute thought The blocks can be built and ordered over and over again But what gives each block tenure and presence —science only resci...

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1 year ago
Liberation

Giving form to the structure —my words are set free (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

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1 year ago
Eternity

With one foot in the future and one foot in the past Eternity hangs between them —its prescience first and last (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

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1 year ago
Where I Bleed

I caught the Muse having an affair…. with my banished and cursed darker side I could hear them laughing inside me, such lovemaking I cannot abide A tryst most unwelcome though familiar, my dreams left abandoned of sleep To kill off the on...

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To Never Forget

The merry-go-round of each day slipped away, and memories were all that was left Until the turning stopped and my spirit released, set free, but to never forget (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

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No More To Question

Staring into my own eyes, I saw the Lord at last All time as one, the parts now whole no future and no past Staring into my own eyes, the light pulled me inside And letting go, I felt the rush —no more to question why (Villanova Pennsyl...

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1 year ago
Flash Dance

Intuition is to reason as a black hole is to space A cistern of discovery —void of distance, time, and place (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

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1 year ago
The Ticket

Reason goes just so far it seems —faith crossing every line Hope the ticket to a better place —enlightenment sublime (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

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1 year ago
The Chase

When you give the horse his rein —it’s more about the chase than the hunt (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

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1 year ago
Opinion Be Damned

The greater the question the more futile the answer Truth open ended —opinion be damned (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

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1 year ago
On Loan

The cruelest thing about life —is that it can be taken away (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

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1 year ago
On Bended Knee

Liking what things are supposed to be instead of what they are I spend my life in wondered lust not near, yet so afar Wishing the truth not what it was but what it was meant to be I spend my nights in wish filled dreams —my faith on ben...

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Truth Unwraps

My life has been folded over at least a hundred times With twilight comes exposure and a reckoning sublime Each crease a thing I’d never done each fold a place I’d hide Now one by one the truth unwraps —my secrets open wide (Villanova P...

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Primi Entis

Trapped in time waves a banner spelling ‘truth awaits’ But being first is the flag —that flies forever (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2018)

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1 year ago
To My Beloved Daughter Melissa (On Your 40th Birthday)

Your voice called out early when I needed it most And you turned me around providing great hope I was lost till you found me from the heavens beyond And the love that you sent in my heart would grow strong I knew it was you calling o...

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In Death Renewed

Old by the numbers refusing to give in dying younger than the years prescribed All feigned adulthood to others entrusted refusing life’s final goodbye The music now was the music then with one great love to see me through My body to...

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1 year ago
Headstone Of Sorrow

Did you wear your life out; did you use it all up —what are you saving it for We’re all running headlong toward a hole in the ground —that the past and future insure Are you stuck on tomorrow lost in wishes of things —hoping there’s...

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Adrift In the Wind

There is too much ancestry coursing my soul to do me any real good To live in a cave on a deserted island my destiny best understood Success once achieved is cast far aside its burden to hamper my play Genealogy stalks and preys as it lo...

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1 year ago
The First Law

Things Go From Bad To Worse” the Second Law of Thermodynamics “Spirit Is Not A Thing” —the First Law of Eternal Life Listening To David Berlinski: April, 2018

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Final Torch

With days becoming short the light is growing dim My eyes no longer search this vow my final hymn Its message splits the air a flight with no return The journey to within —one final torch to burn (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2018)

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Promises Kept

The music—my music Gets better with age Each sound calling out A heartbeat Every lyric A memory fulfilled The notes draw me inward Remembering what was lost With each rhythm A new direction In each harmony —a promise kept (Villanova Pennsylvan...

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1 year ago
The Bottom Drawer

My mind is like a giant dresser with thoughts and feelings stored Some are for later and some for now each in its own drawer New thoughts are folded flat and crisp but new feelings loosely thrown In the bottom drawer to lie together ...

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Time's Sultan Of Doom

If you live long enough you can outgrow everything even uncertainty and doubt As the road fades behind you and memories compress giving you a final way out Taking you into a magical land between two worlds where you float in-between ...

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In My Heart Delights

I stand and stare as my children tick their message gifting time The safe door open, movements alive their beats sound off in rhyme All hands revolve to point the way and celebrate new life While one calls out to adorn my wrist —and in ...

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Longing Befriends

Can you ever make love what you want it to be Can a heart once broken become whole at the end Can the feelings you wished for unleash and be free Can the joy that alludes you —with longing befriend (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2018)

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The Present Looms

Time is speeding out of control as life is slowing down The minutes of my memory lost hours going round My eyelids close, the past on fire last vestige still to find One image flashes bright and clear all darkness cast behind The calen...

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1 year ago
Verbal Conflict

Poetic dyslexia the words juxtapose The meaning in crisis where God only knows Poetic dyslexia all feelings collide Emotions in conflict —a verbal divide (Forum Shops-Caesars Palace: January 23, 2016)

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1 year ago
Where The When Begins

Learning how to become yourself the past and future grieve Learning where the when begins —a moments destiny (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2018)

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1 year ago
The Devil Left Crying

Like the hub of a wheel reality turns Each spoke a religion a doctrine that churns Christians and Buddhists spread out to the rim Jews and then Muslims attached deep within The wheel turns in circles as spokes never touch Each messa...

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1 year ago
The Moment Demands

In a distended reality the Buddhists were right, but pointed they were wrong A metaphor chosen to soothe and delight, but our choices a different song Transcendent revelation a spiritual ideal, as today takes its pound of flesh The ...

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Your Eyes Still Closed

You left me fifty years ago but I still write to you today Feeling those things that never age as my thoughts have turned to gray You walked out never looking back and left me standing there My heart in pieces, the future gone with no o...

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Only For You

My eyes overloaded my tongue in duress —I have to say I love you in a poem Time of no consequence my heart in distress —as my pen becomes timeless and flowing This moment is yours its memory mine —as the lines are unspoken but true To tell yo...

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Filling My Words

Filling my words with music the moment took off and flew All heaven to await its arrival the Angels and Sirens in view Filling my words with song their spirit released once again The devil to cover his ears —the past and future in sin (...

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1 year ago
Where Memories Can Run

I like old people that look old and young people that look young Concepts that are original laughter and fun I like faces that show character and faces that show hope The wrinkles hard earned youth and spirit elope I like things that m...

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1 year ago
Memory Exhales

I had to push myself away To get close enough to touch Embracing the distance as my friend So the truth could finally breathe Creating space for words to form And their syllables to grow Reaching beyond by reaching inside —as memory exhales (Vil...

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True Genius

For others to appreciate —but never understand (Westborough Massachusetts: April, 2018)

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Waiting For The Muse To Come

My eyes were diverted my mind taken back Her presence upon me her breath an attack There’s no sense in running with no place to hide Although rare in the daylight her message alive My pen comes out quickly and drawn like a sword Eac...

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1 year ago
The Fire They Share

There are types of young love that must be broken apart For either or both lovers to survive Like alcohol to the inferno their temperature gets hotter Until nothing is left to share except scorched remains With no net to catch them ...

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1 year ago
The Stain

The price of success is fame A debt you can never repay A lien you can never remove A stain from the past on today (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)

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1 year ago
Though Death Be Not Imminent....

The dreams of a soldier lay dead on the ground A warrior’s spirit his enemy found The battle once over a new war to find Though death be not imminent —all sleep to remind (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)

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The Silence Was Death

Michael attacked the music but the melody struck back Driving him deeper inside himself behind the sequence and the mask Silence was death unspoken and one that only he could hear As the beat became his death knell —a final moonwalk ou...

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1 year ago
Solo Uno

The artists only needed excuse —an audience of one (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)

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1 year ago
Her Majesty

The naked epiphany —visions only Queen (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)

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1 year ago
Poet

Phraser Of Eternal Time (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)

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1 year ago
Voices That Call

Real poets do not hide behind ivy covered walls But write within the maelstrom —of those voices that call (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)

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1 year ago
What They'll Never Escape

People are afraid of what they can’t understand themselves most often assured In the depths of their wandering a voice cries out a voice too close to ignore People will bolt from that thing that pursues that thing that augurs to chas...

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Winter Oh So Near

Turning his eyes inward his heart let out a sigh And then with one last fleeting glance he bid the past goodbye What’s gone left undetermined the future not to be The moment praying faithfully and down on bended knee His garden burns a...

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1 year ago
A Fresh Breath

Never trying to cheat the reader, my words stay plain and few The road direct, horizon vast, as truth comes into view Each word unclaimed, a promise kept, the wait your reasoned choice To breathe the future from the past —this present fr...

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Beyond The Sun

My head is neatly organized my heart on fire again Thoughts escaping, love unleashed emotion teared and stained All conflict over—fate in charge direction hard and fast As Venus leads beyond the sun Apollo in the past (Villanova Penns...

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1 year ago
False Time Belies

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Jewels Of Hope

Dreams, radiant jewels of wishes and hope Faceted light —of what tomorrow may bring (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)

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1 year ago
They Flow

Aging like wine, the phrases they flow Their vintage in rhyme —forever to know (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)

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1 year ago
Once You're Gone

Where do dreams go once you’ve dreamt them Where do feelings go once you’ve felt them Where does pain go once you’ve suffered it all Where do memories go —once you’re gone (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2015)

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1 year ago
Two Visions

A walking contradiction like all those who bleed ‘My heart headed one way my mind in the lead’ ‘My mind headed one way my heart in the lead’ A tale of two visions —the truth in between (Train From White River Junction: March, 2018)

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1 year ago
Beyond The Now

Art…. immortality's window —to open or close (Grantham New Hampshire: March, 2018)

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1 year ago
Concrete Jungles

There’s a wildness to a city that wilderness doesn’t have In closeness—an isolation as tenants stalk their paths The repetition of wanton avarice pits dog and dog upon dog The knife edge of the skyscrapers cutting the residents into cog...

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1 year ago
Hunted By A Lie

Did you find the exact life you wished for, do you have the money you craved Did you find they were not the same at all once that final purchase was made Are you feeling nothing but emptiness sitting here disillusioned and alone Have the...

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When—Now

When did the global depression begin When did the leaves start to wither and fall When did the answers start questioning themselves When did the love vanish that springtime recalls Now, every method begets nothing but madness Now, ...

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1 year ago
Our New Beginning

To live inside your laughter To your hearts will I belong To write each hope eternal As all wishes turn to song To My Grandchildren: October 9th, 2015

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1 year ago
Last Check To Cash

How do I exit gracefully, how do I end it all Can I rewrite the terms again before the final fall The kids now counting every day the moments still all mine The days and weeks of years gone by a measure now defined How do I finally say...

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1 year ago
Meadow So Dear

A ray of warm sunshine —sparkling delight An arrival so blessed on wings of a sprite Its music plays silent from distant to near Springtime is calling —the meadow so dear (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2015)

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Will I Ever

If I don’t first have your eyes, will I ever have your ears If I don’t first have your mind, will I ever have your heart If I don’t first have your eyes, will I ever have your ears If I don’t first hold you far, —will I ever hold you nea...

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1 year ago
Verum Ceptoris

No matter how much you bandage a lie The truth bleeds —through and through (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)

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At The End

Taking a last breath inside the final moment All perception at once inhaled —never to be released again (Las Vegas: August, 2015)

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Life's Tenancy

Was that dollar Sunday morning a twenty Saturday night Is that empty bottle you can barely see the excuse that started the fight Is that torn and tattered jacket what was once your Sunday best Is your life worth more than nineteen dollars...

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1 year ago
Writer's Block

Inspiration is always there just reach inside—embrace it All time on hold, new lines to share the moment lives iconic Words are formed by sweat and tears not deemed or willed upon you Each verse to go beyond the years —to seal a memory ...

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1 year ago
In This Present Begun

Not grabbing but reaching Not pushing but pulling Not telling but listening Not beginning or done Not mad but then joyful Not sad but then hopeful Not before or then after In this present —begun (Villanova Pennsylvania: Apri...

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1 year ago
What Heaven Sent

I've walked at a peculiar angle As I've laughed at peculiar circumstances I've aged in the most peculiar of vacuums And went on to love in the most normal of ways I've worked in a spirit of defiance As I've traveled the many miles from compl...

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1 year ago
With Her Love

Each word cutting through ten pounds of flesh…. The Muse —killing me with her love (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

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1 year ago
Call To Heaven

Poetry’s sacred prose not so much One to be read the other to touch The verse spoken freely in a nighttime array Phrases more conjured to outlive the day The medicinal magic that hides in each line Lifts my body to flight in a noc...

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1 year ago
Morning Flower

If I could be of simple mind and simple faith And hold your love within my heart for just an hour On bended knees my arms would raise toward heaven’s gate Like petals reaching out —from a morning flower (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, ...

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1 year ago
On Bended Knee

You can take away health, you can take away riches, you can take my ability to see But it will only cause me to feel you more —as I cry from bended knee (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

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Embracing Your Fear

I’ve always been good at making an entrance never choosing to stay I’ve always been good at passing through most often forgetting the day I bypassed adulthood, becoming a child as your legions mocked and jeered And answered those voices ...

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My Heart Still Chimes

Poor in stock but rich in spirit, my clock does bow and sway In rags and tatters all unstitched, with joy do I still pray My flesh is weak, my home now burnt just embers to remind That within this trouble and burning ash, on the hour ...

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1 year ago
You Did Make Me Love You

I was twenty, and you were nineteen that day along the mall When I heard a guitar from deep inside that round auditorium hall Up on stage with legends Son House, Muddy, Johnny Winter too A red haired, freckle faced, blue eyed gir...

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1 year ago
Poetry Begins

Where science ends poetry begins The wonder of it all —questioned again (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

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Emptiness Sublime

Silence often defines the verse its music between the notes The freedom to breathe, the moment to grow fertility bespoke Space may be perfect with nothing penned to fill or then divide Quiet and silence never the same —true emptiness sub...

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1 year ago
To See, Hear, Feel, And Love

Do you need to open your eyes to see? Do you need to have the words spoken to hear? Do you need to pierce beneath the skin to feel? Do you need to first understand —to love? (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

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1 year ago
Everything But Love

Using words only borrowed —but not owned Wearing clothes stolen from a Mime —not my own I placed a token metaphor inside a pictureless frame Giving you everything but love —time and again (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

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The Pathway Home

If you can take your own breath away —and then the breath of others You will live in a world of magic and dreams —with the shortest pathway home (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

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1 year ago
My Words - Hemingway To Gertrude Stein

Are those thoughts you put in what I once valued more Or would what I put out be the end winning score Did I need your ears for my voice to become whole Or would I rather them deafened words deep in my soul In my twenties your opinion ...

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1 year ago
Saint Joan

All males undone by the Lady Son The trumpets blared her fire An Earl first came her wrath unchained To Charles her heart aspired All kingdom come to face Lady Son But to hell their souls were laid As her legend grew and from b...

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1 year ago
A Lone Daffodil

I was walking in March when from under the snow —Spring reached up and grabbed me In my path was a stem pointing up from below —a lone daffodil reaching toward me My darkness was gone a single robin in song —with the cold still freez...

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1 year ago
Only My Words

I’m covered in dirt, but my words are still clean A vision half dried with stains running deep With sinners and saints arm in arm at the bar Each infection we share tonight’s hookup and score Meaningless excuses all scandal affirmed ...

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1 year ago
Your Mistress Defiled

Has your violence taken you to places I’ve not been Or driven you to things I’ve not seen Was your soul mired in conflict once raised from the dead Were your walls built to fortify excuses and blame Have your choices been forged by ...

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1 year ago
This Moment

It comes like Seems like Feels like And speaks like —a dream That maybe This instant For once And forever —can mean That yesterday And tomorrow Break ties With the now —and then free The future And past From the Present —this moment to be...

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When You Ain't Got Nothin

Chasing my thirst into the desert at night, Otis Redding was right…. “You don’t miss the water till the well runs dry” And marrying the wrong woman for the second time, Smokey Robinson was right…. “You better shop around” Writing m...

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Naked Before The Mob

When is ‘Almost Good Enough’ never good enough? When is ‘Clearly Not Enough’ an ounce more than enough? When is ‘Almost What You Need’ the most you’ll ever have? When is ‘It’s Not Only That’ the only thing that’s left? When is ‘In Almo...

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Never To Rest

I’m a Poet…. don’t try to trap me with words or with logic you don’t understand With your barrister’s training you’re out of your league this arena beyond your command In some ways I’ve already said it all but never in the form yo...

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Chest Without A Name

I keep my verse in a chest of drawers each one so very different Some words for summer, some for winter and some then most intemperate I keep the best one’s locked away for those times when you’re around To dress each phrase in sunlit fi...

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Morning In Doubt

Riding into the moment with pen ablaze past-future on the hunt Fear taking a seat across the fire begging for what it wants The bugles blow all lights go out —twin enemies approach Upon whose sleeves my heart is laid in doubt ...

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The Serpent Is Dead

Twilight fell onto my windowsill Demon fire in full retreat The stars above glowing pulls on a rug Woven deep into the blackness I sleep Days grip is unchained the cantor sings as he prays As St. Michael cries THE SERPENT UNDONE...

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A Warriors Tears

A warrior’s tears blood from above His fury unleashed in a most perfect love Though few understand it a life heaven loaned Dying immortal —to be welcomed back home (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)

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In The Night

Is your pen fully loaded, is the piston pulled back Are the words of high-caliber, is your target intact Does intention self load, does conviction re-sight Will the ink run like blood —when you fire in the night (Villanova Pennsylvani...

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The Seasons Meld

If you live long enough it all unravels From the first thing to the last If you reach far enough your spirit travels Beyond the answers and questions asked If you wait long enough the seasons meld Snow and flowers together sewn I...

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Now Due

Blindly spending the bulk Of my temporal capital Hourly deficits started to climb And piled into notes I will never repay Stored in vaults that I’ll never find Words lay uncashed As I waste even more In my att...

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Literary Wanderer

Unadulterated and pure the thoughts left my mind Untrained and unschooled no restrictions to bind The page below virgin as I wear out my pen A literary wanderer —starting over again (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

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Worst Of All

You can’t Or you won’t, The result is the same The difference Decision, And it’s yours once again You can’t or you won’t Grandest excuse Of the small When you won’t Then you can’t, And the won’t, worst of all (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2015)

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Turning Black

To write poetry on the battlefield is to write poetry from the heart Words to cover the scars and wounds grief peeling back like bark Each verse fired like a rifle with bayonet attached Its volley sharpened and to the point the blood s...

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The Raven Has Fled

The ribbon is cut The die is cast The cement is dry Yet nothing lasts The brazen rewarded The hero a fool All reason outdated New fury the tool A journey presented Your ship to go far With doldrums eclipsed By the light of new stars The lands wil...

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Snake Eyes

Giving in to the writing all else went to hell The bills stayed unpaid one room left to dwell Giving in to the writing I rolled the last dice Two dots facing upward —and paying the price (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)

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Something More

Writing my way into eternity, I chose one word at a time Doing my best to avoid modernity with rhythm and often rhyme Staying true to all my senses shunning the critic and praiser alike My pen only full of the truest ink to guide me thr...

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Beyond The Trap

Like clubs inside my golf bag each verse a different face Some to drive straight down the course others lift and then embrace My swing is then adjusted as words take off and fly And landing safe beyond the trap —to make the devil cry (V...

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Those Letters Unspared

Often accused of abusing the words, I stand guilty here as charged Their purpose to serve my feelings unnerved, when into the darkness I bard Used as a shield, my will not to yield their ink splattered blood stains aglow No guilt do I bea...

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A Threatening Hand

Everyone listened, but nobody talked, as the Vicar rode on by His horse an old swayback, loaded with bibles stove hat pointing up toward the sky Everyone listened, but nobody smiled, as the Vicar stormed and raged “To hell in an instant, ...

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An Ending That Rhymes

If you knew the words were killing you, would you choose then not to write Would more calendar days still left to live make up for the darkness and blight Would the time by days now measured equal those countless moments untimed Would you...

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Catching My Words

Looking over the edge of an emotional cliff I saw new feelings for the very first time Crying out from the back of a Seraph’s wings They were begging for me to climb on Promising a flight above reason and logic Blinding my eyes ...

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The Wages Of Sin

A late night deposit from my spirit to my soul A transfer without interest its currency stole The main door won’t open, the drive-thru is dark One last check to write with my chariot parked The clerk’s eyes on fire, as she asks me my...

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The Minefield

Public exposure…. part of the game Open disclosure…. paid for with pain A window through time opened once and then closed Immortality’s portal —the minefield you chose (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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Down Through The Ages

There’s safety in rhythm salvation in rhyme Truth in the format a structure sublime To children and sages their message rings true And down through the ages —speaks loudest to you (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)

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That Which Sustains

The visionary dies, but the image remains To that we are faithful, to that which sustains The Poet is gone, but his words are reborn In the hearts of the needy —those once left forlorn (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018 )

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The Final Cure

Poetic psychiatry, the now proven way Much cheaper and faster once here—then to stay (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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The Cost Zero-Sum

The chances I take transfigure my brain The harm and the risk metaphysically the same They rush through my spirit all fear on the run Transformation now total —the cost zero-sum (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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The World In Denial

Old men making deals the young taking bullets Politicians to steal no one to prevent it Athletes and rappers sit on the throne Parents and teachers their message disowned Freedom on trial both inside and out The world in denial —no...

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Your Spirit To Claim

The words in the melody the words on the page Related but different the Minstrel and Sage The music recaptures what ink only starts As harmony sings from an angelic heart A phrase and a lyric as cousins relate Too distant for brothe...

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The Mountains Pull

Like fence posts in the heavy snow, I leave the past behind And walk a line toward morning and tomorrow Each post a buried symbol of a choice I failed to make Its wire torn and hanging in the wind The range that lies ahead a second c...

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Lords Over Time

Always in rhythm quite often in rhyme The verses hold constant Lords over time A perpetual beginning the perpetual end Their structure intones —what the meaning portends (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)

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Another's Wind To Blow

Walking around a Mythical town That doesn’t exist Looking for what I would never find I trod those same streets That I had been down In my dreams before The sky barren Except for the sound Of the exodus Of wings Hovering over people All moving ...

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More Than A Cellphone

I’ve left it on rock ledges in elevators and bars Taxicabs, backpacks, motorcycles near and far It’s laid on the Great Wall, as I started to walk away And fell out of the raft in Wyoming that day It flew on the airplane after I had ...

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Memories Of Bob

I met him on a summer’s day, when life seemed very far away A home once mine when as a boy, I’d lived and loved and searched for joy Twas taken cruelly from my grasp, the black sheep son, now left askance As I walked past this house so ta...

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1 year ago
A Community Of Friends

There once was a time when women could cook and men knew how to dance Education was by the book no fuzzy math or creative finance Parents visited their own parent’s homes, as the grandchildren came along And life was so much better then ...

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New Mornings

Each day moving forward —plus one looking back Every new morning —offering all that I lack Night brings new cover —the stars peeking through These moments a gift —as I spend them with you (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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To Some

To some reality comes early, to others it comes late The lucky get a pass, where the facts of life will wait With truth backed in the corner, and fantasy now to reign No love to go asunder, no past relived again (Vill...

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Renewal

Poetic verse, to praise or curse, its edge to save or wound Now less than dear, on fewer ears, whose silence will entomb A finer point, the words anoint, when fired both straight and true Its arrows sharp, to hit the mark —the past aga...

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Try To Be Smart

Stop trying to be clever, and try to be smart The coyote said to the fox The hunters are coming, the bounty’s been offered Their traps are all baited and boxed Stop trying to be clever, and try to be smart The coyote to the fox ...

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A Forever Bite

Poet…. Lone Wolf of the spoken word Crouching in darkness —one verse in the herd Stalking his prey far into the night Attacking with feeling —that forever bites (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)

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Maria

Our years are fated…. Maria’s allotment was short But no less special, Each minute becoming pregnant With what time would not allow, Each new hour Becoming the measuring stick Of what would never occur In a bed and a room Where only wishes and dr...

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The Deepest Freeze

Holding myself emotional hostage, no ransom note was sent No picture of the victim no feeling sold or lent Locking my heart away for good ice forming by degree All pain inflicted on myself —love in the deepest freeze (Villanova Pennsyl...

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To Those Recalled

Escaping into verse, the base of the tower rumbled, the ground beneath was shaken with new cracks inside its walls Escaping into verse, all towering deception crumbled, as the self-anointed jumped and fell landing prostrate and so sma...

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1 year ago
Grief To Go

Sermon to the choir…. the writers group sat motionless with their heads down Sermon to the choir…. they listened for their instructor to announce—“your time starts now” Sermon to the choir…. they tried to imagine what they had never s...

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Forever Wondering Why

Run away from the what, let the how lead the way Keep the questions before you and the answers at bay Deem your motion perpetual with all stops left behind As those presents unwrapped open up in your mind May the wind rise to greet you ...

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To My Son, Trystan

You no longer need any help from me, your path is free and clear The mantle handed off, baton passed, my position in the rear You don’t really need to ask my advice, but I’m thrilled each time you do You’ve gone far beyond the trail I ma...

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1 year ago
At Rest

Returning to what was, the past became death All time in the coffin, —eternity at rest (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)

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Harlem To Paris

Those living in Harlem want to live in Midtown The people in Midtown the Upper West Side The Upper West Side on the Long Island Shore The Long Island Shore in Aspen or Vail Aspen or Vail to the beaches in Cannes The bathers in Canne...

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A Terminal Unknown

Standing on the wrong side of the platform waiting for the train Remembering the mistakes I made but not the reasons why Listening for the truth beyond the excuse feeling what my thoughts would never allow I boarded in the dark…. Tickete...

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Wishes Overflow

I captain the words to suit my mood to curse or then to pray And document those things I feel to others then to say I choose each verb and noun with care and place them side by side Reminding all of what we share those knots we must unt...

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Cutting In

The music stepped aside, as the words cut in to dance Painting the floor red in lettered steps of eternity To a song now consonant in verses of celebration Thoughts and feelings remarry —in patterns of remembrance (Villanova Pennsylvani...

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Forgotten Lord

Deep into the night of the harrowing dawn, old voices went astray And fast on the morning of no return, final judgment came to stay Crashing like a wave was the prophet’s voice, this time not to be ignored Washing away all excuse and fals...

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The Garden Burning

Long before the clocks ticked, the garden was burning The law had been laid down, only the animals ran free Long before the clocks ticked, two lovers were yearning The power, the struggle —the lust to deceive (Villanova Pennsylvania: M...

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Beginning Again

From silver to golden, the years marched along As language emboldened its words into song The grey of my twilight a welcome relief All reasoned excuses now another’s belief As the winds through the canyon blow the valley to sand Thi...

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Arms Length

A vicarious metaphor —the writer’s privilege (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)

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Dying To Be Free

We have nothing to agree about, there is no common ground You clinging hard to all excuse and me to reasons found Thirty-five years and nothing’s changed, as you relive the past Our blood runs thin, our names the same, you feast on wha...

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Last Goodbye

A Poet with nothing left to say On bended knees gets down to pray Belief on hold, his memory churns Sleep comes hard dreams toss and turn A new starvation fatal thirst This deprivation unrehearsed Last ounce of blood, the pa...

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1 year ago
From 'The Book Of Prayers

Love On Display You come to the Lord in only one way On wings of forgiveness —love on display (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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On The Line

Beyond academia its cause and effect Lies a power inherent above judgment and theft Atop its ivory tower and smothering vine Consensus is trembling —with truth on the line (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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Compression

Stackable living hackable lives On top of each other like bees in a hive Inside a box hard corners to know A neighbor above a neighbor below Stackable moments fractional lies The walls serve two masters invasion implied All diffe...

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1 year ago
Chamberlain Falls

Refusing to fight the major war, the war based on principles, the one we can win We’re forced to fight a never-ending series of political wars…. ones that we can only lose We’re trapped in the middle of Appeasement River and headed for...

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1 year ago
Love Without Pain

Can you paint without color, can you think without language Can you dance without music —can you love without pain (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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1 year ago
The Rind

We breathe the same air and split the same bed We share a last name in silent lament The children are out new grandchildren named But frozen emotion has left us both lame The sins of the one to the other are death In terminal sorrow...

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1 year ago
Two Hours Before Dawn

It’s two hours before dawn, and I’ve slept through the night The rarest occurrence, but her footsteps come light She let me sleep soundly, and she let me dream free Before entering my bedroom and calling to me “Kurt, it’s Laura, she wh...

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1 year ago
The End Of The Beginning

I saw the end in the beginning at the beginning of the end I wrote the final chapter before the preface with nothing left to send I walked 1000 miles before sitting down then walked 1000 miles again To reach the end of th...

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1 year ago
Prison Of Time

She wrote into my dreams the first line of a nightmare And I can no longer sleep in fear of the next line She ran away with all hope that one line to haunt me Each new second an hour —in this prison called time (Villanova Pennsylvania:...

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Forgive Me, I Beg

I said goodbye today…. saying for months what I’d been trying to say Alone in the throng staring down at the hole they had laid you upon I remember the laughter and the joy that we shared I remember the promise that we made on a...

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1 year ago
Given Words

My youth and virility left behind The future-past now so unkind All laughter dormant, children gone The days too short, the nights too long But words stay with me always will Through light and dark inscription fills If meaning s...

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1 year ago
The Cycle

Feeding hope to the flame fodder to the mystery Light unto the darkness —life begins again (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2015)

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1 year ago
Rip Tide

I hitchhiked up to Limbo to await that final toll But lost my way when Siren’s called which led me to the shoals My thumb went back inside my palm, their voices soft and low No closer to those pearly gates —this darkened undertow (Villa...

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1 year ago
The Claiming Race

Fame means part of you Maybe all of you Belongs to someone else Someone vicarious in their intent Insatiable given their adulation Proprietary, Eschewing personal risk or harm Watching from the comfort Of either praise or blame They claim your so...

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1 year ago
Memories Flee

Escaping into tomorrow, while running from today The wolf gives chase, my memories flee —the past to howl and bay (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
Forever At Once

Folding the past inside the present Rolling the future in layers of perpetual time Escaping from one then the other leaving all three in simulation A dancer shrouded in mystery —all things forever at once (Villanova Pennsylvania: Decemb...

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1 year ago
Madonna's Last Hymn

I’m on my fourth lifeline, how about you? The first three pre-owned, the current one new This one seems fleeting, which gives me concern My freezer now empty, no steaks left to burn? The first one was blissful, the second had pain T...

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1 year ago
The Vineyard

Heaven leaks truth to writers who thirst The drip of each word, filling line after line All meaning distills, when the words press together The pages a vineyard —as water becomes wine (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
Dying Legions

Training the enemy within, universities soldier on Unchecked and unaccountable They march to the beat of the government drum Tearing us apart from the inside While Rome burns —and Legionnaires die (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2014)

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1 year ago
Transubstantiation

When one man is cut —every man starts to bleed When one man is healed —all men become as one (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2014)

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1 year ago
The Rim

Living along the ledges, life is about the edges The meaning sharpens and cuts —the higher you go (Bryn Mawr College: August, 2014)

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1 year ago
The Devil's Throne

Peasant bread to feed the masses, millers stone between the classes Grovel here and grovel there, crumbs for beggars—no meat to share Caught inside the rising dough, leavened voices cry out low Baking deep within the flames, bribes that...

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1 year ago
Until Last Night

Until last night I had never been alone, never bereft of sleep Until last night I had never been afraid, never afraid to dream Until last night my thoughts were in stone, indecision a foreigner sure Until last night my will had been staid...

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1 year ago
To Harness The Wind

I rode the emotion like a horse until the shoes fell off one by one Leaving me silent and alone A horseless prophet on the raging sands —desperately trying to harness the wind (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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That Tux In Your Mind

Do they only get dressed for those formal affairs Are your words clothed in rags when no one else seems to care Awaiting an invitation, do the hours seem long Your verse patent leather set to dance to a song Are the verbs sharp as line...

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1 year ago
The New Song

The answers deceive The questions stand The dancers leave To track the sand Round robin conspiracy Threatens us all The letters all lower case The finality TALL Butting my head Inside of the line Where does it end, Father Maybe this time The black...

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1 year ago
Icebergs Melt

Simple words and deeper meanings Softer thoughts and harder leanings Letters line up straight and true But often they bring something new Simple words and deeper meanings Icebergs melt, the flow still gleaming Say it once, and ...

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1 year ago
A Wish Unfulfilled

I came to your hospice, I came here to die I came for my family a final goodbye I broke that one promise, I most wanted to keep Alone on my mountain, no mourners to weep The doctors and nurses, they prod and they poke Their intentio...

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1 year ago
Safe Within

College student…. Devils notion —hiding among the words Dilettante king Dilettante queen —safe within the herd (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
Last Ghost

Lost in the rambling, found in the writing The words in the whisky, depravity’s eye The story of one, a gift from the other Released from tomorrow —last ghost now set free (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
Set To Bloom

Like a vase containing flowers, a writer becomes a vessel for words Beyond seconds, minutes, and hours, displaying lines set to bloom in what’s heard (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
The Greatest Gift

To be undiscovered is to keep working —the greatest gift of all (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
Myopia

The dim view of confinement —the weakest look of all (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
The Colored Glass

I write for me, and not for you The world I see —this inner hue (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
About Us

Never thinking about you, I think about us Never thinking about then, I think about now Never thinking about blame, I think about loss Never thinking about you —I think about us (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
A Lakota Mothers Prayer

‘Wana Hin Gle’ the Lakota call me, ‘Wana Hin Gle’ my given name ‘He Who Happens Now,’ the drum beat has found me, reaching into this moment beyond glory and fame As ‘Wana Hin Gle,’ my spirit has wandered, as ‘Wana Hin Gle,’ my ancestors call ...

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1 year ago
The Verse Now safe

Endowed with words, I run to the page Hoping my pen can be found Keeping them alive, I’ve yet to inscribe Their voices seep and drip to the ground Left waiting inside my hand starts to write As the ink begins to flow lines astound...

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1 year ago
No Last Goodbye

That left undone while living, a bedside chat won’t cure Death coming fast, the first now last, the closing of the door With wounds unbled, in unmade beds, lay prisoners of time Good wishes die, no last goodbye —intentions left behind (...

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1 year ago
One Present

One verse with many rhymes, one bell with many chimes One direction with many charts, one blood with many hearts One journey with many stops, one timer with many clocks One horizon with many shores, one boat with many oars One gallery ...

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1 year ago
Choose

You can’t reinvent the future You can’t reinvent the past You can only reinvent the present The choice upon you —choose at last (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
Reasons Demand

Sometimes the words mean what they say, and sometimes they don’t Sometimes the feelings rot and decay, and sometimes they won’t Sometimes the vision is based on your sight, and sometimes it’s not Sometimes your hope is based on a dream, ...

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1 year ago
Free Again

This morning I woke up and was already dead Words shrouding my body, new verse in my head I start to count backwards, all time in reverse The music still playing, new song unrehearsed This morning I woke up to the end of it all The ...

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1 year ago
To Fly Forever

My body aged—my spirit saged, all time a fading lie My wishes getting younger, a bigger piece of sky My body died—the world revived, different than before My spirit free to roam at last, and fly forever more (Villanova Pennsylvania: Fe...

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1 year ago
One To Care

Unschooled, undisciplined, my spirit forged on Past theory and dogma, past anthem and song A serendipitous storm, thoughts, feelings, unshared All masking together, —with just one to care (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
That Final Skin

Did you build that open portal, one to leave upon One that takes you back inside, one that plays your songs Will your exit be an entry, to that place you’ve always been Will tomorrow be the past in drag —as you shed that final skin (Vil...

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1 year ago
Remorseful I Grieve

I was there for the sweet spots, you for all other times I basked in its glory, while your sun cast the shine I avoided attachment, as you rooted our tree And in sorrowful guilt —remorseful I grieve (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
Passion Like Tinder

Are we better than we need to be, where does the overage go Does it store and recycle, to be on call, or is it something that nobody knows In our quest for perfection, humanity cries, as passion like tinder is thrown Flames circling the b...

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1 year ago
All Escape Disowned

Did you dodge the bullet, but not its intent Is the ocean now calm, as the storm reinvents Have feelings rehardened, with blood on the stone Back to back with yourself, —all escape you’ve disowned (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
The End In Sight

Do you avoid the give and take, are you afraid to cut the cake With hope now gone, one wish is left, the present strong—all else bereft Are you afraid of yes and no, to middle ground do you still go The mountaintop calls out your name, ...

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1 year ago
Will It Sing

Every poem I write, my heart dreams of a song A composer to finish, so these lyrics belong If I can’t breathe in and sing, as it calls out my name The lines stay on the paper —feelings never the same (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2...

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1 year ago
The Well Runs Dry

If we let them in, serendipity drops If we keep them out, our heritage stops With open arms, to deal from the heart Or dreams are crushed, —and cast in the dark (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
The End Begins

Dying in anticipation, the morning never came Rising out of sublimation —the end begins again (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
Given & Heard

Having too much respect for the language Trying never to get cute with the words Being too much in debt to the feelings Writing only what was given —and heard (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
Giving & Taking

You flew in on a wish And left on a broken dream Bringing what I never wanted Taking what I never had (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
One Last Choice

When the world becomes heavy, take it inside When the waves breach the levee, take it inside When she just won’t stop asking, take it inside When a friend is unmasking, take it inside When the children have gone, take it inside When...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Freedom Calls

Last thing to hold on to Last thing to belong to Frayed lifeline to the temple —clogged artery that slows Last thing to hold on to Last thing to belong to As wings expand, freedom calls —finally letting go (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
The Gift

It’s not the money, and it’s not the fame The great gift of life —is life (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
Anticipation

Anticipation, the moment is near Wishes have settled —all vision is clear Anticipation, your truth ever glows To light with desire —this present unknown (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
The Charm

With no respect for labels, dead branches on a tree Refusing thrice to do the dance, a worthless reverie Rejecting their consensus, all singing to the choir Each word anew I write in blood —whose truth I do aspire (Villanova Pennsylvani...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Bartered Youth

Hosting my own cocktail party, I feel as when a child Looking up, again I’m lost, among adults wearing smiles I pour the drinks and carry trays, and laugh at the right times But still feel small and unattached —my bartered youth in mime ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Heaven Waits (Blues Poem #15)

Counting spaces between the notes, the music came alive The melody deepened, the band on fire, all bees have left the hive Breathing in one fast refrain, my lungs too full to stop An Angel melts his pearl baton, the Sirens blazing hot ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Sacrilege

Dreams upon the pyre, oil of Satan’s lamp Love consumed by fire, —ashes cold and damp (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
One Last

One last poem in the waning light, one last poem I’ve yet to write One last poem to end it all, one last poem the future calls One last poem the past repeats, one last poem tomorrow speaks One last poem the old renewed, —one last poem my...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Legacy For Sale

Did the choices you made scatter bodies behind you Did you block out the light leaving others in the cold Did you take your half out of eternity’s middle Did the promises you made —become the legacy you sold (Villanova Pennsyl...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Last Blaze

The light in the window, the candle in the hall The torch in the jungle all beacons that call That voice in the distance, the one just next door The whisper screams loudest, when heard from afar That flame that once beckoned, the one...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Unchained

What strips away often more important —than what we chase What we discard often the magic —in winning the race What we forgive often the difference —between joy and pain And what we love God's given key —to a life unchained (Villanova...

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1 year ago
Fading To Nothingness

Logic and Mysticism Connect When knowledge Becomes The absence of Self A man in the End Says one Final Goodbye As birth and Death Fade —to nothing at all (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
The Grip

Holding on to a memory Holding on to a dream Holding on ever tighter Holding on—holding me (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
The Only Game

Looking forward, looking back Both now futile, both distract Past and future, which to blame This moments truth —the only game (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
Each Calling

Sleeping in the open air, reconstitutes my soul Walking through an empty space, my spirit free to roll Looking once but hearing twice, each calling from above Seeing clearly deep within, —new messages of love (Villanova Pennsylvania: Fe...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
To Remember

My currency, my letters, my legacy, their toll Inscribed within the moment —perpetually retold (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Home

At nineteen, I wanted to live in Colorado Till that first weekend I spent in Cheyenne At twenty-five I wanted to live in Montana Leaving Yellowstone, as Glacier took my hand At thirty, I wanted to live in Alaska Within Denali, wh...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Summer 1962 'The Time Of His Life

A twelve year old boy stands covered in ‘mud’ What the plasterers call cement His Grandfather came and offered a job For each hour, he’d pay fifty cents The buckets were heavy, the scaffolding high As he kept those mortar boards...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
A First Beginning

Granting myself permission, I advanced into the sun The rays now scorching by me, this journey zero-sum Racing toward the present, all chains come flying off Into a first beginning —my dreams and wishes caught (Villanova Pennsylvania: F...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
A Conflict Sure

As a walker, I like pavement As a traveler, open space As a thinker, I prefer logic As a mystic, only grace A conflict sure, all age foretells My soul, this state decries The answer dearest to the one To the other —always li...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
On Sale For Thee

Playing in the front window of your affection My love became a storefront for all to see Displaying what my heart had kept well hidden Priced to sell, and tagged —on sale for thee (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Her Right

Sleeping alone, the wrath of the Muse upon me Chilled to the bone, her deadly silence enwrapped me From deep in the night, a stern warning then came “Your pen is your phallus, —my right to reclaim” (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
My Stone To Drag

Under each new leaf, I was offered love As her face then changed again “Please stay, don’t go,” she pleaded dear As boredom then set in The names have gone, the memories stay The guilt, my stone to drag At night this weight, to...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
A Deaf Ear

I wish for tomorrow, as today slips away Each moment more precious, the end drawing near I pray for myself, in spite of myself Hoping God is still listening —my soul a deaf ear (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
Forever Long

Words pulling apart Feelings smashed to bits Memory on the run Meaning cast adrift Days repeat in darkness Lonely with the dawn Echoes haunt my musing —nights forever long (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Undefined

If not of this moment, then what other time If not of this moment, your music in mime If not of this moment, whose sun brightly shines If not of this moment —your search undefined (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
This Present Adorned

My conviction —my pen My blood is my ink My spirit my foundation My faith is my link My love is the cradle Where tomorrow is born My belief my transcendence In this present —adorned (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Waiting In The Cold

Twilight, Day surrendering Light into Submission, Taking a knee Before the night, Entrusting its Future To a darkness Unknown, Waiting in the cold —for dawn to return (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Heaven Or Hell

The body borrowed, the soul to lend The clock runs quickly, —each click portends The choices wagered, the chips they fall The sins if proffered, —a last downfall Your memory staggered, the past in waves The future stealing, —are you ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
The Ending Assured

If you’re losing you’re winning, the path leads one way The steps to the kingdom, a carpet of pain If your will is unbroken, your commitment in stone The ending assured —as you sit on the throne (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Unseeded

Fear, like prejudice, should not be handed down To fallow the orchard —or barren the ground (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Naked Joy

The days were long The cotton was high —laughter was all they had The sun beating down Their hands rubbed raw —spirit’s conjoined unclad (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

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1 year ago
The Eagles Eye

Like a telescope in focus, the words get sharp and clear And magnify within the thought, a feeling oh so dear Each letter worth a hundred times, what yesterday did know New verse now burning laser bright, —eternal in its glow (Villanova...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Deep Within

Deep within the ashes, a last ember burned alone A final spark to light the torch, to guide your spirit home Deep within the ashes, a last beacon in the fight Refusing to let the darkness take —your vestige into night (Villanova Pennsyl...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Unbranded

A mustang of denunciation —maverick of words (Ardmore Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Can You / Will You

Can you trust if not equal Can you hate if not shown Can you love without taking Can you have —but not own (Ardmore Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Last Second Chance

Can you rise above yourself to live and speak the truth Can your parts reform and shun a past you now uproot Can you become that special someone while others look askance Can the lie you’ve lived before today —get one last second chance ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
La Verdad

Unlike the curse placed on most ideologues The Truth —never contradicts itself (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Death Grip

Do you like the idea, after its meaning has changed Do you hang onto the past, when this moment sets you free Do you continue to grieve, as pure joy calls your name Do the lyrics that you sing —suture tight or still bleed (Las Vegas Bou...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
A Twisted Flow

Two streams below the falls, the feeling and message part Drowning with malcontent —whirling in a twisted flow (Las Vegas Boulevard: 2 A.M. January, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Reentering

He shed his ego Like a snake letting go Of its skin And wandered into The land of Ill intention And the darkness It harbored inside His mirror had been shattered There—left on the ground Pieces to reflect What was missing before Until one after ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
The Voice Distant

The more you wander, the longer the road will become The more you struggle, the tighter the knot has you strung The more you worry, the darkness turns doubt into fear The more you resist, the voice distant—no longer near (Villanova P...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
The Flames Dance

Saturated in writer fluid, lost feelings self ignite Inebriate of a time distilled, drunk in the burning light Memories aging 100 proof, the flames all dance alone Memories aging 100 proof, —this fire now my home (Plane To Las Vegas: J...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
The Deepest Well

Emotion, the capital of poetry —in currency of what you feel (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
The Eternal Flame

Grandchildren —life’s fountain of youth (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2018)

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1 year ago
Day Into Night

Trains are romantic, airplanes are not The prepared speech pedantic, ‘a song lyric caught’ Your eyes have to choose between vision and sight Or your spirit transforms —changing day into night (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Not Half-Not Whole

Where would the leaf be without the branch The cowboy drifting without the ranch Where would the wave be without the sea Its motion unformed, adrift unseen Where would a song be without a voice A silent concert, a barren choice A...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
What's Heaven Sent

Never let the perfect steal the treasure from what’s good Never let epiphany’s flame burn through what’s understood Never let the paradigm cast doubt on your intent Never let that lonely wish —block all that’s heaven sent (Villanova Penn...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
The Difference

The power to look beyond himself —the difference between a man and a king (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Twilight

Wonder divides the day —as fear stalks the night (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Fallback

When you run out of smarts —you better have guts (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
One Memory

The distance between now and forever One memory to free —and untether (Dallas Texas: January, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
The Master Of Time

All truth is hidden between left and right Rejecting opinion, buried in light Its message transparent, its power sublime Defying position, —master of time (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2018)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Renamed

Destiny rises to claim the night and orphans out the day Adopting the silence within our fright —renamed in what we say (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
The Coming Dawn

Freedom lives outside the gate of all convention Choosing its own direction by the broken rule Captured in the magic of this very moment Living inside the promise —of the coming dawn (Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2017)

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1 year ago
Present To Sharpen

Through the good times and bad, I held onto my anger Either happy or sad, it was never a stranger Beginning unto end, it would surface quite often Past and future beguiled —the present to sharpen (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Life's Promise Still Unknown

I didn’t ask to be alone, but I’ve always been alone Living within the shadows, that in time became my home I never asked to be alone, but I’ve always been alone Each day a drifting footprint, among endless stepping stones I didn’t as...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
To Haunt And Cajole

The mind is the ghost of our being, its voice left to haunt and cajole (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2017) Collaboration with Martina Lynch

by Kurt Philip Behm & Martina Lynch

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Ashes In The Past

Is memory left immortal, once the body dies Are feelings cast eternal, the last crow having cried Does thought live on inside itself, all time enslaved at last One flame to burn the meaning deep —all ashes in the past (Villanova P...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
A New Moment

The music’s the same, as a different bell rings The feelings in tune, as the chanting begins The score freshly written, a new moment alive The harmony timeless —its voice yours and mine (Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Forever To Know

Like water, I went where I wanted to go Running free, through eternity’s ebb and its flow Like the rain, I fell through the thunder below Washing clean —that dear and forever to know (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
What happens Now

I died somewhere in between the dream and the wake up call Wondering which side had turned me in Wondering which side had shut me out Wondering in the darkness —what happens now (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Before Starting Again

I took two months off, all words in remiss I took two months off, putting nothing at risk I took two months off, your voice—a deaf ear I took two months off, without holding you near I took two months off, death breathing inside I t...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
The Little Things

In the end when it's all over and the music stops The little things will have played the melody —that set you free (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
The Muse Unrehearsed

Writing more than living, the words in reverse Living more than writing —the Muse unrehearsed (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2017)

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1 year ago
The Muse Unrehearsed

Writing more than living, the words in reverse Living more than writing —the Muse unrehearsed (Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
The Dark Abyss

He found what he was looking for, his shadow turned inside out He moved beyond prescriptive cure, all questioning and doubt He left the future-past behind, silhouette of all he’d missed Impregnating the moment within himself —to light t...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Eavesdropping On Myself

A memory climbed out of the dark, as I listened to the words of a new love song Taking me back to where feelings were strong, beyond the flashbacks of a long frozen dream Remembering again, a last ember still burns, and its light rewarms my...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Now Open The Door

The light in the window, the candle down the hall The torch in the jungle, all beacons that call The voice in the distance, the one just next door The whisper screams loudest when heard from afar The light that once beckoned, the one...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Dreams Now Free

The grass was greener the closer I came Its vision clearer, and calling my name All reach was extended beyond my grasp With dreams now free, of future—and past (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2017)

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1 year ago
Beyond The Sound

Knowing the music wouldn’t last, his lyrics waxed poetic Becoming immortal beyond the sound —all history bowing within (Villanova Pennsylvania: September, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
1 year ago
Death Walks Beside

Youth ran away toward the front, as death pursued from the rear Catching me inside the paradoxical whipsaw of life I stopped, as the boy continued into the distance; but the reaper stopped too Wanting me to run some more, preferring to...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
Words Of My Reluctance

Her book was disturbing, in an antiseptic kind of way Cleansing words of their reluctance, periods gone—commas laid “Tribute To Joan Didion’s ‘Slouching Toward Bethlehem’” (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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1 year ago
At The Gate

The writing came early, the reading came late The knot hanging loosely —untied at the gate (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Price Of Revenge

They sat around the bar, saying: “I liked being married” “Except for the part about having my husband” They sat around the bar, as their eyes stalked the room Sniffing for money —the price of revenge (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
One Chance

Poetic editor —literary oxymoron (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
First Cut The Deepest

I used the language to my own end, never respecting rules or laws I wrote what seemed the shortest path, between feelings and my thoughts I thumbed my nose at sage advice, knowing what I wrote was true The first cut then—the first cut now...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Transcendence Waits

Damn the truth, damn the lies Damn the trap, the choice belies Damn the freedom, damn the fate Behind their masks —transcendence waits (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Dark Thought

The darker side of reflection —cast in shadows The darker side of shadows —cast in hell (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Making Love To The Muse

She followed me downward, her lips were on fire From the depths of her lake, every wish she inspired Water everywhere, lily pads on end A frog left unkissed, the price of pretend She looked at me sadly, the bottom came soon My arms ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Bonfire At The Gate

Hiding inside the written page, ‘reality’ slipped away Buried inside a meaning deep, its wolves were kept at bay With feelings ablaze, all answers are torched, a bonfire at the gate New questions enshrined, false promises burned, with a...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Other Side

The other side of sorrow is joy The other side of joy is peace The other side of peace is forgiveness The other side of forgiveness —is love (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2017)

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2 years ago
The Other Side

The other side of joy is sorrow The other side of sorrow is peace The other side of peace is forgiveness The other side of forgiveness —is love (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
To Redeem

The past is but a memory The future but a dream The present wrapped in splendor This moment to redeem (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Love On The Run

There once was a time when you lived on the inside When you pierced my veneer, and saw what I saw You knew what I knew, and felt what I felt Your thoughts were my thoughts, your words finished mine There once was a time when our cir...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
On Satan's Grave

Between the lines You read my story The pain I felt You washed in glory New letters rose The words reformed As Angel’s marched With time forlorn On Satan’s grave A vesper bell Salvation rings —all lies in hell (Philadelphia Pennsylvania: June, ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Damnation Defined

Purity weds corruption, a marriage unrhymed An Angel having fallen —damnation defined (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The World Turns

When the world turns on a whisper Why do we insist on shouting (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Money And Blood

Promises and good wishes all fantasy pays The currency of commitment —is money and blood (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Last Bet

Waiting to die, he took one last card Waiting to die, the dealer stared hard Waiting to die, his wager was late Waiting to die, which Joker abates Waiting to die, the odds become clear Waiting to die, last gamble with fear Waitin...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Curses Abort

The harder I fight, the stronger they wield The sharper their knives, the thicker my shield The louder their shouts, the deeper my scream Reality theirs, —all time but a dream The moment they chose, my spirit was gone Their words uni...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Betrayed

Nerve ending fuse, emotional dynamite The spark of betrayal —lit by a friend (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
A Mirror

Looking into my face, I see my father’s eyes Staring back with contempt, through a thousand why’s Looking into those eyes, trading fear for pain My birthright rejected —paternity’s shame (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
My Faith In Season

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 ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Today Grieves

Is it ever enough, will it ever be enough Today grieving for tomorrow —all truth in the past (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Depravity's Eye

Depravity’s eye, looking at you Depravity’s eye, piercing straight through Depravity’s eye, asking for more Depravity’s eye, destiny’s whore Depravity’s eye, calls deeply within Depravity’s eye, the wage of all sin Depravity’s ey...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Beginning More Important....

The questions more insightful than the answers The feelings more human than the thoughts The reasons more truthful than the excuses The beginning more important than the end (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
My Father Instilled

My Mother called out to me, I had to come To the depths of Her longing my spirit would run From four thousand feet, She cried clear and loud And as her first born, I rushed downward and proud From the Canadian Rockies, my destiny ran...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Final Match

If doing what’s right and winning, could only be the same Our world would strike the final match —all politics in flames (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Smoke & Mirrors

The more we think we know, the more deceived we truly become Accumulating knowledge —the deception of time (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Short Verse

In Concert Tilting my words —the meaning bends inside (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017) The Stain Of Ink If you’re not being taken seriously —write it down (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Eyes-Heart

What the eyes have not seen —the heart cannot feel (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Death Never Quells

Through age and infirmity, my voice cries loud With feelings still timeless, eyes not to cloud The Reaper waits patient, his claim has been filed From outside he savors, inside I smile The music has changed, with my heart still in ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Devil Called Roll

An unknown voice cried out from the abyss, As the nameless got in line with the rest The promises offered lies to reclaim, As the devil called out roll from his list (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Refusing To Play

Looming large in my absence, the silence screamed out my name Present in my rejection —refusing to play the game (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Waiting For Dawn

In a region divided, on a hill far away A last echo subsided quiet ruling the fray The soldiers asleep, as fate waits for the dawn New blood to be spilled, ever right—ever wrong (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Betrothed

Victory is a lover —that must be wed (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
This Moment Transcendent

As days become short, the more precious each hour becomes Memories lengthen, to stretch like the rays of the sun Time is unfolded, its layers unmasked to expose This moment transcendent —the past and future deposed (Villanova Pennsylvan...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Last Curtain To Fall

The older I get The less people to call Is it by choice My spirit’s downfall The older I get The less then to care A life once so pointed With little to share The older I get Beginning to end The ones that stood by me The ones I called frie...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Its Treasure Calls

Nostrils fill with wood smoke, a mountain spewing lies Fifty miles up the trail, its legend waves goodbye Lost Dutchman in my memory, the map no longer clear While buried deep inside the truth —its treasure calling dear (Villano...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
New Pathway

Dying in the moment, reborn to eternity The choice was like water, the choosing like stone Dying in the moment, reborn to eternity Magic reappeared, as truth became known Dying in the moment, reborn to eternity Age redeemed age...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Night Guardian

A steward of memory —the caretaker of dreams (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Vivere Amplius

If you’re trapped in silence, and the words won’t come —go live some more (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Oxyprofanity

Career Politician —what could be more profane Mandated Term Limits —forever changing the game (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Soul To Repast

In reference to nothing Alone with itself The truth burns in fury Damnation to melt Its legions are many Believers so few The stragglers all freezing And lined in the queue The mirror the liar Death hiding within The priest the deceiver ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Pain

Often, Life’s greatest pleasure —is getting the pain to stop (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Toll Mine To Pay

My road deeply potholed, with those left behind Resurfaced with pain, all casualties mine A road often fatal, to family and friends No roses to line it, as it twisted and bent When forced to look back, I see nothing but blood Fr...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Kiai Fire

Samurai writer Bushido inspired Katana withdrawn Edge hardened by fire (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Verses Deboned

While listening to everyone but myself, failing to take my own advice I married the widow of dark consensus, betrothed to darkness—divorced of light I followed her blindly into the cave, where the leopard of ignorance roamed And watche...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
To Finish This Song

What mountains have you climbed What valleys have you fallen into How many hearts have you broken How many lies have you told How many days have been wasted How many sorrows have been shared How many promises have been made How many strangers ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Until Eyes Close

The picture worth 1000 words is priced only one way Its value screaming —until eyes close (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Your Original Sin

What’s that you’ve settled for What’s that you say From the library of excuses You reason away It seems almost this But never quite that As the present escapes And you look further back No comfort to take In that notch on your gun As you fire in...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Hear Then Speak

Hear, Before speaking the words Unwritten Speak, After writing the words Unheard (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Feelings Attack

Pain in the doing, ease in the writing Memory calls distant, words answer back Time of no meaning, experience flows Images resurface —feelings attack (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Veracious To Lay

You till your own garden, you sow your own seeds You harvest the memories, you feast on the breeze You water those choices, both made and unmade Your truth deeply hoed —veracious to lay (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Great American Novel

Beginning and ending, the story transcends Written to light, the cold darkness within The first page a gateway, its last never ends Spreading like wings —the words fly and ascend (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Once Denied

The words a magic salve…. for the unspoken wound —of a thought once denied (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
My Spirit Unbound

Death once so foreign, calls like a friend Voice ever gentle, heard at the end Death once a nightmare, dreams to impound Now comes to free —my spirit unbound (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Hope Never Rests

While looking for a bridge to cross over tonight Connecting time honored values to internet blight I thought and I pondered, as I surfed on the net But the things that it offers are sadly abject Where is the laughter, the thrill...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
An Artists Prayer

To share in Creation —is to become Divine (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
They've Stolen Your Song

What can it mean to a new generation, when lessons in history —fail to inspire What can it mean to a new generation, when watered down values —keep dousing the fire What can it mean to a new generation, as men hunt each other ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
From Beginning To End

You want it to make sense You want it to become clear Your feigned self importance No longer precious or dear But the only one caring And the one still in doubt A mirrored reflection Of what never comes out The lunch breaks upon you Again ea...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Whom Could It Be

Whom could it be, this professional Poet, selling his blood for a few kernels of grain Whom could it be, this professional Poet, pandering to others in search of a name Whom could it be, this professional Poet, drunken talk-show appearanc...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Further I Must Go

My fervent wish to die alone, beyond the maddening crowd My last thoughts then to be my own, not spoken out aloud My firm desire to pass contained, away from friend and foe My tracks to fade upon this earth —as further I must go (Vil...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
A Suture

Poetic transfusion, prose bleeding through Words but a suture —stitching the truth (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
A Falling Tide

Our memory—the enemy Remembering back To when we were stronger To when we attacked But now in our weakness Remembering when Our tide was still rising Our will stronger then (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Until Then—Nothing Lost

A four year medallion A lifetime of pain The hours put in Always fighting the strain One hundredth of a second Your dream crashes down The spoils eluded Someone else with the crown No pictures or news clips Today come your way The prize ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Myself Revealed

Writing in a vacuum, the magic seals tight Writing in a vacuum, no maybe’s or might Writing in a vacuum, words floating pristine Writing in a vacuum, nothing fettered between Writing in a vacuum, no beginning—no end Writing...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Moments On The Run

The felony of language —its larceny of time (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Audience Of One

Convincing myself of my own importance —I became an audience of one (Bryn Mawr College: Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
1972 'Nittany Mountain' Ladies Choice

Dancing to the music inside a mountain garage —Laura became my partner Lost within her melody, found within her words —never to be alone again (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Watching The Calendar Turn

Fighting my memory, I watched the calendar turn Flashes of my grandfather Racing through my mind Age wasn’t supposed to be like this Or then…maybe it was Darkness Followed by darkness Then more darkness again Where is the light Hours of ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
True Worth

An ounce of experience, —is worth 1000 lbs. of why (Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Screaming Loud

Sculpting with his words, the verse carved through the silence, —until screaming loud (Haiku Alliteration: Villanova Pennsylvania, Jan. 2014)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Feast

Thoughts carried to term, new words to instill A message is born, an infant of will Its father coarse logic, its mother the wind Together they coupled, a marriage within Their family heraldic, with pedigree firm As libraries trem...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Light Or Chains

Truth shows no favorites, all lies judged the same Freedom or prison, —its light or its chains (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
A Write To the End

A Big Wave Poem, —it breaks off the page And swells in your memory, now hollow with rage Its blank pages churning, new sounds fill the air Deep ink you are coursing, as breathless you dare Its words a tsunami, they tumble and maul C...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Burden

Knowledge first gained, —the burden of youth (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2013)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Raven Has Fled

The ribbon is cut The die is cast The cement is dry Yet nothing lasts The brazen rewarded The hero a fool All reason outdated New fury the tool” A journey presented Your ship to go far With doldrums eclipsed By the light of new stars The ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Weight

The weight dragged on, too heavy to carry The weight dragged on, memories lost inside The weight dragged on, questions without answers Reasons in tatters, —the weight dragged on (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2013)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Bounty Of Hell

Banks, Financial assassins Firing bullets Of insolvency At targets Without cover Raping with foreclosure Killing with repossession Preying and hunting All trophies out of season Poaching their eternity From the bounty of hell (Vill...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Patience

I’d like to be patient, —but I don’t have the time (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2013)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Late September

Late September holds onto the summer, like that promise you made, —you can never forget Late September holds onto the summer, as shadows fall distant, —and memory regrets (Train: Amherst Massachusetts- September, 2013)

by Kurt Philiop Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Fatherless And Alone

With every cold defeat of the human spirit The answers move deeper within the polar arc Victim to its wanton roaming and endless chill Questions left to wander, —fatherless and alone (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2013)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
If Only

If only to write the way a new wave breaks If only to write the way a rainbow forms If only to write the way the moonlight calls If only to write the way a baby’s born If only to write the way the dawn explodes If only to write th...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Final Sunset Commands

I played out my string, I ran my race My chaps are frayed, but spurs in place Still one horse to ride, with saddle in hand That last trail awaits, —final sunset commands (Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Triumph Or Die

You can live in the past Or pine for the future But only in the present Will you triumph or die (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2013)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Perversion

Because of perversion, the straightest path bends Because of perversion, confusion befriends Because of perversion, all smiles a frown Because of perversion, up is now down Because of perversion, the truth is a lie Because of...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Moment Self Taught

Those times I was distant, those times spent alone Those times I spent searching, so far from the throne Those times when I questioned, the questions I asked Those times never answered, those times that contrast Those times that...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Future Nondescript

Like a hard drive out of memory, Alzheimer’s attacks The downloads that you stored before, still there and looking back All recent entries in the trash, a reboot not the fix The present distant—past so close, and future nondescript (V...

by Kurt philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Lying There Alone

Death arrives late, but the dying begins early You sense it in your motion, —feel it in your bones Life becomes compressed, before ending abruptly Memory all that’s left, —you lying there alone (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Peter Pan Aglow

Unlike an opera Diva, a writer hides his age Scores to bear eternal youth, a Contralto dies on stage Ink reclaims the Land of Oz, Dorothy to know Toto barks—old lyrics march, Peter Pan aglow (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
My Present Spins

In limbo from indecision, on loan from futures past Deceit became my calling card, deception first and last Borrowing from a fantasy, while stealing from a lie The treadmill turned inside itself, my spirit churning blind But within ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Gargouille Dispersed

His life spinning inward, to its center returned A whirlwind of intent, —through the maelstrom it churned His end was beginning, as the last became first All time banished outward, —evil Gargouille dispersed (Villanova Pennsylvania: June...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
His Wishing Well

Always drawn to stronger women, in a cerebral kind of way He missed the charm of a softer maiden, the joy her flowers splayed He married a woman just like him, who made life a living hell To die while dreaming of that one sweet lass, he...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Like A Child

I think like a Buddhist, but pray like a nun I see like the mountain, but reach like the sun I stand like Gibraltar, but rage like the sea And love like a child, reborn unto thee (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Death Unto Itself

My words live on undefended, speaking for themselves My prayer rises, voice ascended, —death unto itself (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
When The Words Won't Come (Blues Poem #13)

Whatchu gonna do when the trim is gone Whatchu gonna do when the right turns wrong Whatchu gonna do when the whistle blows Whatchu gonna do when your feet say no Whatchu gonna do when the man comes knockin Whatchu gonna do wh...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Literal Obesity

Word count a burden, lines adding weight Meaning gets crushed, —feelings deflate (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Angel Guardian

In the still of night, between the sheets, she came to me again, her mission clear, I must adhere—and let the dream begin My fears and doubt she then ignored, and covered both with dust, to mask the past and future lies, whose weakness I ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Last Mark

Age is a demon, age is a shield Age is a weapon, age makes you yield Age is redundant, age self-defies Age is the truth, age often lies Age calls within you, age calls without Age comes to get you, age never doubts Age self-enl...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Last Mirage

All time an illusion, this moment your gift, now is forever—soul never adrift (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Last Mojo Child (Blues Poem #14)

You is what you is, and you ain’t what you ain’t The last Mojo Child, —of the love and the hate (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Together As One

Eighteen or eighty, my age the words hide Beginning or ending, a life or death slide My breath stays unseasoned, its truth zero-sum A child or a sage, —together as one (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2107)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
All Scepters Disowned

I don’t bow to money, I don’t bow to fame I kneel to that one thing, that time cannot change I don’t speak for ‘right,’ and won’t speak for ‘wrong’ My liege is the truth, all court jesters gone I don’t hope to be knighted, my shield ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Ink Into Wine

Strength in the format, couplets have power Magic in tandem, —mine becomes ours Marriage so faithful, words intertwine Together transformed, —ink into wine (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Its Scar Now Yours To Love (Blues Poem #12)

"You must earn the right to sing the blues "No high school chorus, the hurt you choose" To wrestle with your demons, no safety net in place Often times it’s zero-sum, a blood trail left to trace You hum those Irish...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Mightier Than The Sword

W.M.D.’s Words of Mass Destruction... choose yours wisely (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Crazy Horse Calls

Beyond my consciousness, in stark relief A place beyond reason, all spirits unleash Beyond my awareness, I inherit the wind Each breath I blow inward, new endings begin Religion, a concept, that God can’t abide Dogma a pretense, ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
A Changing Stew

I’m predisposed to Italian food, even when it’s bad I’d rather live in a period house, old windows poorly clad I tend to favor contact sports, over all the other kind My mind was trained to like these things, though better I would find ...

by kurt philip behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Truth Bleeds

No matter how much you bandage a lie The truth, —bleeds through and through (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
To Prowl The Night

A muzzle on a werewolf Will never tame its bite Whose jaws retract, with fangs intact Enraged, —to prowl the night (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Fire Now Yours

You hide behind the angels mask As truth unsheathes its sword Your costume stripped, the devil unleashed His fire, —your fate to endure (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Behind The Mask

Dying, behind the mask you wear Victim, —of your own masquerade (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Ashes Sing

Bending that last letter, like Sonny’s wailing G’ My final breath to rock the world, old silence breaking free All lines are set on fire, the keyboard then explodes The stage unhinged, the base is singed, the harpist hits the road Old ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
2008-2016

The fabric has torn all beds are unmade The sheets have been soiled, —the bugs to invade (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Blues Poem #11

Baby don’t you stay with me, Baby don’t you go Baby what you get from me, what you got to show Baby get away from me, Baby don’t you go Baby why you hangin round, Baby don’t you know Baby don’t you stay with me, Baby don’t you go B...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Audience Of One

Writing for confirmation, all words now zero-sum As each returns, my ears embrace, —an audience of one (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Divinity

Art…. Man’s attempt at usurping creation Rejecting all dogma, —becoming divine (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Wild And Free

Do your writings age, like wine Or turn to vinegar, —left behind Do your thoughts get old and gray Or stay well muscled, —youth in play Is your will still yours to bend Enslaved by nothing, —sans pretense Is there love upon your t...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Tracks Will Switch

This last ride almost over, the train coming to a stop The mighty engine slowing down, my ticket punched and clocked With words I left untendered, in towns along the tracks My thoughts there drift upon the wind, my legacy attached This...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Blues Poem #10

Living hard, the writing comes easy Living easy, the writing comes hard (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Greatest Harp

My pen is like a blues riff, not always on the note I bend within the moment, new feelings reach for hope A eulogy unspoken, on fire around his bed The Mojo dancing with the Muse, Marine Band in my head The words they stretch and vibra...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Unto End

True to the Muse, the words instill, each one a trusted friend Her voice embedded in my soul, —beginning unto end (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Falsehoods You Endear

My world is different, my world is foreign, your words do then remind My vision captive, my soul unpledged, the music solely mine Never lonely, but then alone, my solitude you fear As strangers swarm around your doubt, whose falsehoods ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Future Now Past

I offered you the moon and stars, you took the sun instead Your darkness preyed, all love waylaid, my dreams and wishes dead Beyond all hope, with stolen light, my fear you then unmasked And pulled a curtain across my heart, —the future ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Heaven's Thunder

Eric never asked a question, Stevie couldn’t answer As hearts aspire, their stage on fire, the Garden’s roof asunder One lick and then another, with Clapton our new mother As Winwood melts a father’s keys, —to hell with heaven’s thunder ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Beyond The Gleam

Can you escape your own intelligence, can you cross that final line Can you release your own magnificence, starting over, redefined Can you see beyond your vision, can you wish beyond your dreams Can you think beyond your knowing, —can y...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Out Of Time

Born to the same words as you, the feelings were my own Language shared, intention spared, a vision fully grown Our words converse, in separate verse, your prose unto my rhyme To search that darkest hidden place, two footsteps out of ti...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Exposed

Excuses, hide within my dark prejudice Exposed, with every light you shine (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Woods On Fire

Consistent in my thoughts, honest with my emotions I walked a familiar path, —as I set the woods on fire (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Now Fly Within

It’s almost time,” the Angel said Last image dancing, in my head “The gate unlocked, the pearls alive” Both wings she opened, time proscribed “Just one look back,” I asked in vain “All past is gone,” her voice proclaimed “Your pl...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Too Late

Once the wolf is through the door, —it’s too late to turn the lock (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Twins We Pray

Left, to my right, another half As two we’re whole, on different paths My cloudless sky, your world in shade Whose peace endears, my war invades Our grass once greener, turns to brown A soul we share, now turned around Symbiotic,...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
This Light Unveils

It’s not important what I know, but what I choose to feel The facts once vital fall away, my fruit now fully peeled The numbers orphaned, the glory waived, a whiter shade of pale The music constant, the darkness gone, all truth—this lig...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Maybe

Maybe I’ll remember, maybe you will too Maybe once it mattered, maybe more to whom Maybe this will lessen, maybe it will salve Maybe there’s forgiveness, maybe—maybe not (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Blues Speak

Bend that reed, Stretch that chord, Split that vowel, —drive home the word (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Aberrant

How do you reclaim thoughts that have gone How do you say something you can’t How do you breathe new life in your song With words now escaped, —aberrant (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Crown On Loan

The Muse in the tower, whose debt you enthrone Those jewels that you borrow, —her crown still on loan (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Debt Cancelled

Defaulting on all past and future sins The weight of their debt, —the present rescinds (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Dance

Writing within the moment, the impostor time must hide Writing within the moment, immortal words confide Writing within the moment, your first and only chance Writing within the moment, —fate and destiny dance (Villanova Pennsylvania: J...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Caught In The Jaws

Reaching into the demon’s mouth, the search entraps and burns With every click and byte we choose, the less we seem to learn Our privacy we save as bait, the wolves set free to run Stripped and naked, to live as prey, —our pasts now th...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Too Short To Dare

Asking life to meet half way, you always lag behind The focus on the things you lack, not the gold you mine All compromise and copping out, your table left half bare The brass ring distant and remote, —your reach too short to dare (Vill...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Burn

If you’re not willing to fight the fire, —you're entitled to the flames (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Ashes Bemired

The Poet dilettante, pretty words, —not much else Your world falls apart, head buried, darkness felt Shangi-la’s luxury, your dreams can’t afford Rome’s pillars under siege, strong words must accord Through hundreds of millenia what ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Last Mistake

Playing defense with terrorism, —another name for suicide (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Voices Call

Pilgrim of love, the journey far The road unclear, its turns unmarked Faith to guide you, belief in charge As voices call, —within your heart (Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)

by Kurt Phiip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Welcoming Hymn

The spare bedroom of life, is where I sleep now The other rooms taken, the past dreaming proud This cot that I lie on, one sheet to keep warm With furniture missing, and curtains all torn The end of the season, the end of the hall F...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
The Last Bridge

They come to me phrases, crying out to be whole One last bridge to cross, no fare for the toll Prodigal wanderers, not spoken or heard My breath used as payment, —conveying their words (Villaova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
Eternity Set Free

The present is in your future, the present in your past The present a sacred mystery, its moment to unmask The present is in your memory, the present in your dreams The present neither begins nor ends, —eternity set free (Villanova Pe...

by Kurt Philip Behm

added by Kurt Philip Behm
2 years ago
A Million Dead Blades

Wandering into the tall grass With shears not meant to cut I pushed and stepped And stepped and shoved My direction the only thing dashed I wandered left And wandered right As the weeds took over my path They seemed to know me As I tramped them d...

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Hope

Hearing the promise Open up in yourself Proclaiming his goodness Epiphany felt (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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2 years ago
To Again Begin

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One Choice

One word an eternity, one feeling sublime One wish an epiphany, —one choice then divine (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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Destiny Marked

The wandering Poet, so wild—so free With each mile walked, a new reverie Eight Muses to guide him, his steps fall in line Their prophecy calling, their message untimed The wandering Poet, won’t stop till he’s done All motion incessa...

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2 years ago
False Limits

You have to cross the perimeter, for your border to expand Stepping over the line, of yourself to demand You have to follow that inner voice, calling out sacred and new Rejecting false limits, on your way to the truth (Villanova Pennsy...

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Wishes Whisper

Dreamers search incessant, hearts cry out undoled Wishes only whisper, —love to make them whole (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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2 years ago
Nature Flees

Different birds, the same call Time frozen, the hour stalls Mother earth, bastard son Nature flees, —damage done (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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2 years ago
Something For Gregg

I was somewhere deep in Kansas, on a Triumph 69’ When your song came on the jukebox, and hit me from behind I was headed for a bad place, and cared for nothing much When I heard the song ‘Melissa,’ my heart and soul were struck Entran...

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2 years ago
The Cure

Will anything serve to lessen, the ache your heart now feels Will providence bring a blessing, if before the throne you kneel Will the pain be slave or master, can the church bells ring once more Will your pulse beat ever faster, —if you...

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2 years ago
Deafened To Hear

The ending in sight, —beginning so near What’s loosened now tight, —those deafened to hear (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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2 years ago
Their Contrail

Try as I might, to hide from the words Distant and fleeting, they still can be heard The nouns are a kite, lone verb as the tail Flying inside me, my heart their contrail (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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2 years ago
Dreams Of Joy

Some days my mind is hardened, on others like a sponge Today my thoughts are heartened, with feelings on the run Tonight as light transitions, and darkness fills the void My mind and heart will lay as one, true lovers—dreams of joy (Vil...

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2 years ago
Caught

Dangerous hunt, critical thoughts Words set the trap, —truth to be caught (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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2 years ago
Crossover

Writing verse, my distractions are few Prose unwritten, the Muse importunes Writing in meter, writing in rhyme Her blessings upon me, fortune divine Spiritual kinship, rind bearing fruit The flowers to spray, the soil to root P...

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2 years ago
Barred From Sight

Did you try to take it with you, did you really think you could Are those moments that you sold for cash, now spent and gone for good Did you try to buy forgiveness, choosing darkness over light Are your memories long forgotten, —new ho...

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2 years ago
New Beginning

Where bullets and bombs end, —the Poet begins (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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2 years ago
Damned Human Race

You may not like it, you may not agree But religions’ the problem, the real enemy A blind ideology, that kills to maintain A false image of God, to blaspheme and profane The Koran—the Crusades, the excuses—the lies Fanatical visions...

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2 years ago
'GOODBYE'

I said no to the man, and made my own bed I cut my own trail, with eyes straight ahead In debt to myself, but thankful to all My words freely spoken, their verdict my call I beat my own rhythm, on multiple drums I structured the lyr...

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2 years ago
For Augustus

This world an illusion All faith to forbear A friend of mine struggles Whose spirit I share I feel him inside me He calls out my name His friendship a blessing Augustus, —I pray (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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2 years ago
New Life

He came to me joyous, his words still unread A vision once spoken, —new life for the dead (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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2 years ago
The Prison Within

Are we constantly building circular walls, —that we feel safe within Are the threats contained, as our minds abstain, —in our fortress ‘void of sin’ Does the air we breathe, serve to then mislead, —forming words that echo back Now i...

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2 years ago
Is Love

The only thing that spreads faster than hate, —is love (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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2 years ago
Voices Not Your Own

"Don’t write for Poets, their knives unclean With jagged edges, whose cuts demean Their opinions frayed, by wounds unseen Whose righteous selves, reflection preens” Write for those listeners starved and wild, with hearts not ...

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2 years ago
Forever Wet

If no man is an island, what can one man be If no man stands alone, to write the words, himself to free If never beats that distant drum, one marching out of step Who will swim against the tide, —their ink forever wet (Villanova Pennsyl...

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2 years ago
Damnation Still Unrhymed

With verse in debt to time enslaved, its prophecy of doom Whose curse to sling like darts and arrows, destined for the tomb All words in red, as blood they drip, from wounded hearts and minds My breath to scorch with fire and salt, —damn...

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2 years ago
Armageddon

Our heads so deeply in the sand, we thought it wouldn’t come And would never heed its warnings, our denial zero-sum The result of our inaction, this swamp we dwell within The wolf now shed of Grandma’s robe, —Armageddon to begin (Villan...

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2 years ago
The Simplest Of Words

I could package it different, I could present it complex, —I could try to impress and deceive But the message eternal, and the one truly spoken, —needs the simplest of words to conceive (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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The Toll

I lived inside my timeframe, did you live inside of yours I lived outside my timeframe, did you live outside of yours “I carried things from now till then, a toll I humbly paid Across a bridge where time had stopped, —the truth to pass e...

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2 years ago
Your Heart To Own

Will vision trump conjecture Can a wish your fear dethrone Does belief control your will Until love, —your heart to own (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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2 years ago
Death Match

I spoke my consciousness into the wind, —eternity to hear My past, present, and future lives, eternal, divorced from the fear Days grow short, my story on hold, the Muse taking shelter inside Reports dire, as verses alight, —the truth in...

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2 years ago
Rebirth

Messages, trapped in the wind Words, burrow deeply within Voices, emerge from the past Memories, and dreams overcast” Leaves fall, branches reach for the sky Winter clouds gather, snow starts to fly Furloughed—the seeds march ...

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2 years ago
To Adorn

The words better naked, the song better clothed My feelings stripped bare, my lyrics exposed I flash and I streak, the melody warms Now fully unrobed, —my song to adorn (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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Without—Within

Traveling beyond your borders, freedom scents the trail Traveling beyond your borders, destiny in the mail Traveling beyond your borders, memory in the wind Traveling beyond your borders, —without becomes within (Villanova Pennsylvania...

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2 years ago
One Verse

Oh, to have one thing to start the day, a smile to greet the sun Oh, to have toys as a child at play, a field to chase and run Oh, to have someone to love me true, my faults on full display Oh, to bow righteous before the Lord, —with one...

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2 years ago
My Prose Will Flow

I go to the gym most every day, my fountain pen in hand My curls and dips move line to line, I press as words expand My repetition sorely felt, more weight I need command And through these veins my prose will flow, —verse flexing on dem...

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2 years ago
House Arrest

Kidnapped by the Muses, sentence now unknown Thoughts are held for ransom, will denied the throne Kingdom banned in exile, usurper in control Welcoming confinement, —house arrest extolled (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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American Pie

It may be poignant, at its best sublime But not remembered, —if it doesn’t rhyme (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017) To ‘Don McClean’

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2 years ago
The Last Swan

The sun in arrears, its moon in default With stars in foreclosure, the cosmos to halt All time repossessed, the Creator has gone Awaiting implosion, —that last singing swan (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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The Fire Hot

Can joy be found in everything, and not in just one place Can love be used to clear the field, and watch the children race Can hearts be free when joined as one, where parted they were not Can passion reach that deepest void, —to stoke t...

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2 years ago
My Laura-Within

The Muse on vacation, all thoughts have gone slack The lyrics unwritten, the music off track All time is unsettled, the Devil has come His melody tempting, false promises run Two days still without her, the weekend what’s left The o...

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2 years ago
Its Present Reclaimed

My soul ancient, but my spirit new The past a contrivance, the future untrue My thoughts reborn, all feelings renamed To christen this moment, —its present reclaimed (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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Prophet Of Time

You belong to the lyric, you give life the words You belong where before you did not, you most need to be heard You belong to the meaning, you stare into the dark You belong to what’s not of this world, you rechristen the stark You bel...

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2 years ago
Profaned

I love you—I hate you, now one and the same Betrothed to a heartache, all feeling profaned (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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2 years ago
Spirit Runs

I write from a place that’s old, endowed With brass left tarnished and cobwebs spun All time unsheltered, where thoughts conceive The truth reborn, —and spirit runs (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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My Sins He Forgave

I stare in the mirror, And the devil stares back Laughing and sneering, His taunting attack “I bought you, I own you, Now run, try to hide Your soul has been mortgaged, Your spirit denied” I run through the barn, And come back with a brick At t...

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2 years ago
Juice In The Bottle

All magic—today, past future astray This moment—alive, all others contrived “Juice in the bottle, cup in your hand Pour out the goodness, live while you can” (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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2 years ago
Love To Recompose

If you cut it up in pieces, will you miss the whole unseen Its DNA in tatters, and soul now left the scene In your search for understanding do your eyes burn hot and fry From visions tightly woven, —whose knots you must untie When your wo...

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2 years ago
A Lyrical Sum

The words come as brothers, their sister a song With mother a feeling, and father headstrong Relation internal, all melding as one Each needing the other, —a lyrical sum (Train From New Hampshire: May,2017)

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2 years ago
Dreams To Live On

Nature speaks, in the quietude of dawn A rapture complete, last word to your song Her message repeats, till daylight is gone With night bringing sleep, —and dreams to live on (White Mountains New Hampshire: May, 2017)

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Twilight Devours

Darkness, tearing into the light, talons that blind Redemption, covered in blight, the omen reminds Chasing the last ray, horizon diminished and gone Words screaming goodbye, as twilight devours your song (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, ...

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Into the Light

That road that I searched for, led me into the words Their geography inward, their ownership heard All possessions relinquished, no teeth left to bite The journey soft spoken, —walking into the light (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2017)

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2 years ago
The Best Moments

Are the best Moments Fleeting… Always Drifting away Are those Feelings Most precious That come And don’t stay Is magic Eternal With it’s Truth Never clear Is the Music The sweetest We still wait To hear (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
The Last Cut

Life’s ending is short, its beginning unknown The middle is long, chasing stone after stone Memories most vivid, from decades ago Feelings now drifting, like wind driven snow Our seconds tick off, as minutes run down The big picture...

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2 years ago
Cold And Never Hot

Some Poets use big words to try and go where they’ve been banned And wander esoteric into notions barred to them They layer on the verbiage, hoping to become what they are not And bastardize the language, running cold and ne...

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2 years ago
Once The Circle Breaks Out

Do we wait for tomorrow, as we wait for today Do we see a connection, false wishes to pray Do we draw from the past, as the circle is spun Trapped inside or out, is it then Zero-Sum Can the memories forgotten, revisit again Do the f...

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2 years ago
Memories Of Le Mans

You fly toward the finish, and take the last curve The Mulsanne behind you, your legend—your nerve Worn tires losing traction, the edge of control Fate laughing inside you, old blood on the pole Your mind now invaded, the ghosts hav...

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2 years ago
Next Station

With no advanced ticket, I pay as I go My boarding left open, still more things to know The day train a local, expresses by night My spirit rolls inward, —next station in sight (Highpoint North Carolina: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Whisper & Scream

Not ‘Classic’ Or ‘Beat’ But those naked Words That come to Me in my Dreams Each color Rejected The Rainbow Preferred Refusing to Choose Between In the well dug Deepest And well dug Straight Hides a Tempest Once unforeseen That blows T...

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Fates Arrow

I walked the path of William Tell An apple by my side And waited for an archer strong To match me stride for stride I placed the orb upon my head And stood against a tree And gave my faith unto the wind Fates arrow sent to f...

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2 years ago
My Parting Wish

When lost inside a world of dreams, the Muse becomes my guide The days and nights stand juxtaposed, the sun and moon collide And though my eyes desert me now, the past and future blind My parting wish is not to wake, —this sleep forever ...

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2 years ago
Oh

Oh, to draft just one Oh, to say the words Oh, to remake time Oh, to once be heard Oh, to write for you Oh, to joyous be Oh, to sing the meaning Oh, to be set free (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Rising Again

Always the thunder, never the rain Deafening bluster, masking the plain Never the thunder, always the rain Truth buried under, —rising again (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
No Longer Love Denied

Lusting after a song unsung, I hunted through your fear And trapped the demon that kept you mute, —whose blood drips from my spear Desirous of your captive voice, I hung its head up high And waited for you to sing just once, —no longer lo...

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2 years ago
The Jilted Muse

A better critic than writer… Your tongue sharpens, as your pen hacks Bastardized on the altar of cold description Disavowed by the jilted Muse, —ink bleeding red (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Couplets On Fire

Questioning forward, answering back Ideas move inward, time has gone slack This moment eternal, reference hacked The couplets on fire, —reason attacked (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Forever—Yet Brief

Between what is and isn’t, lies a canvas of what could be Colors in contrasting unison, tomorrow’s brush strokes—paint can free Shores of promise, woods of joy, still-life in eternal relief Framing as one, styled for all, its message fore...

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2 years ago
Spirit Imbued

The morning bid welcome, the night said goodbye The sun gave us reasons, the moon made us cry The cycle repeated, the old freed the new The darkness retreated, —the spirit imbued (Highpoint North Carolina: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
The Bricks You Lay

Is your house built out of certainty, are the walls made thin or stout Is your mind filled up with questions, do you live in fear or doubt Is your spirit free or servile, is your will unchained or slave Is your heart the trowel you build...

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2 years ago
Praying For Light

Always the mistress, never the wife Dessert that comes last, motel in sight Acting the courtesan, children denied Life in the shadows, love that must hide Everything borrowed, everything loaned Feelings on time-share, never to ow...

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2 years ago
Soul Unrehearsed

All life is a poem, new stanza each day The questions unreasoned, leaves fall where they may My story in long hand, the seasons in verse Discovery my Muse, —with soul unrehearsed (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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Au Contraire

They come to me couplets, they come to me tight They come to me rhyming, they come to me right With lessened confusion, more light in the air All youthful illusions, exposed, —‘au contraire’ (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Dogwood Goodbye

Deep in the woods I buried a flower Far below the leaves and scattered bark And planted a wish that Spring might grant me Fearing by May all would be dark Through the snow of a fading winter A twisted sprig broke toward the sky Carved on its trun...

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2 years ago
Winning So

I play the highway one on one, the miles referee And chase my spirit’s center line, direction up to me The wind to fire the starting gun, with rules set long ago All past and future curbside bound, —this moment winning so (Villanova Pen...

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2 years ago
Left To Spew

A heartbeat beyond perception, the verse becomes alive Its arrow fixed, its prey in sight, —new truth to hunt old lies As light grows scarce, it draws its bow, with aim both clear and true To strike deceptions middle eye, —the devil left ...

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2 years ago
The Girl In The Chuck Taylor All-Stars

Her hair blown free, with eyes ablaze She walked toward me, through morning haze Her steps unmeasured, her cutoffs tight Eyes palest blue, the lightest light Would I speak first, would she respond In ten more seconds, her image go...

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2 years ago
Big Picture Tease

Bogged down in details, the truth is undone Swimming through corn flakes, the milk overruns Looking at the forest, seeing only trees Pieces micromanaged, big picture—a tease (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
My Soul Electric

Each Poem wrought, another day of freedom bought Each verse proclaimed, one more glorious night renamed Each line unleashed, new light is shown old shadows hide Each truth I speak, my soul electric, —words alive (Villanova ...

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2 years ago
Disowned

Like leaves in the wind, words scatter about From the woods and high grass, they call and they shout “Come find us, come free us, we’re out here alone “The Muse has deserted, —and left us disowned” (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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Truth Or Lie

Must God stay beyond our understanding His prophecy to conscript and confuse Are the Trinity and Resurrection Both miracles or only a ruse Do we build temples to our edification Storing Icons that judge and decry Is the Bible f...

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2 years ago
Gabriel's Horn

A captive of your ontology, a tiger in a cage Doomed to look with borrowed eyes, your life played out on stage You pace the floor incessant, as anger builds within And hear the distance calling, feeling trapped, an alien Will that trum...

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2 years ago
Distant Thunder

We were there, but we weren’t We took part, and we didn’t There was war, with all affected There was death, and some objected There was music, we got lost in Assassinations, left us frozen Alienation, drove us inward Graduatio...

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2 years ago
Transfusion's Masquerade

How can you teach Poetry, or breathe for someone else Sharing what your soul has freed, deep within yourself Can you cross a bridge unbuilt, its toll not yours to pay Squeezing blood from wounds long healed, —transfusion’s masquerade ...

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2 years ago
Still Lost

Though great were Joyce’s writings, —his preference was to sing Irish ballads and Welsh folk songs, his raucous nights to bring With transience his dearest Muse, words speaking for themselves His truth to roar from greater depths, —still l...

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2 years ago
The Debt

Buying my life back, a Poem at a time The debt was slowly paid, in rhythm and in rhyme (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
The Last Bell

Senses untamed, spaces to reign Bodies that die, spirits to fly By length or by width, time is a myth Dimension aground, essence refound Eyes looking forward, eyes looking back Eyes looking inward, soul reattached All that was sp...

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2 years ago
Last Words

Can you pray without a doctrine, can you sing above the choir Can you cast off earthly burdens, can you burn without the fire Can you give, no longer taking, can you welcome strangers in Can you love beyond all feeling, —your last words ...

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2 years ago
God To Reject

The question outliving the answer, the chosen—their verdict was death The prophecy destroying the prophet, religion—its God to reject (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
At Ease And Unfurled

Is your pathway to heaven now structured with those words that your verse seeks to pray Is your stairway straight up or diverted, with remittance and debts to repay Is your meaning construed or verbatim, with intention set free of this wo...

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2 years ago
The Prisoner Of Time

Does your structure inhibit the meaning Does a smile work to cover your pain Does today mean much less than tomorrow Are your messages forever the same Do you write before feelings have woken The letters pretty, in cursive review ...

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2 years ago
First & Last

Truth, the first casualty of war Love, the last casualty of truth (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
My Mind To Go Back

The places I’ve travelled, yet haven’t seen The roads I’ve ridden, while caught in-between The mileage piled up, memory lay stacked Voices call distant, —my mind to go back (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Crippled Mind

Labels, crutch for the unenlightened Support system, for the crippled mind (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
If—Then

If Art … is our connection to the senses Then Poetry … is our connection to the soul (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Swan Song

Apollo now guards my Prose and my Verse His Swan sings at last, —the Raven in search (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
My Heart Not To Bleed

Gripping the meteor, both hands for dear life Expelling, compelling, less heat and more light Afraid to let go, knowing what it will mean My pen to go dry, —my heart not to bleed (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
No Candy This Year

The eggs had been colored, all scattered about The baskets were hidden, the children now shout… “Was he here mom, was he here?” they yell from upstairs “Come down and find out,” she says—nary a care Their little feet rush down, tak...

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2 years ago
All Eternity Unknown

Did you try to take it with you, did you really think you could Did your journey end abruptly, as you never thought it would Are those things that you acquired, much of comfort to you now Are those dreams left uninspired, parked on some...

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2 years ago
Flowing Through

Does your writing leave room for intrusion With spaces for listeners to crawl in Are your words like a sponge that the reader can drain Your verses to flow through them again (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Or Turn You Out

Is remembrance now a hidden tenant, that lives throughout your home Does it lurk in every corner, to come out when you’re alone Is that voice heard down a distant hall, a lost child once left about Does the face now staring through the da...

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2 years ago
All Heaven In Sight

As a writer, I create my own freedom And as a writer, I invent my own friends As a writer, I espouse my own truth And as a writer, my will never bends As a writer, I travel the world And as a writer, that journey’s within As a w...

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2 years ago
My Spoken Lord

Devoted to my writing, a prayer with every word Faithful to each line I write, my verse—my spoken Lord (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)kpb

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2 years ago
A Blind Eye

If you don’t write everything down Then at least take everything in Seeds once planted, ripen and grow A blind eye, —the killer within (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
The Time Is Near

The leaves have fallen, the birds did sing Memory lingers, tomorrow brings A promise spoken, a solemn vow The present honored, —all faith avowed The years enlighten, as age sets in While youth remembered, still burns within The g...

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2 years ago
Both Ways

Stricken with blame, enamored by praise My words caught between, —and travel both ways (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Not A Child In Sight

A stitch past nine on borrowed time, the memories come rushing back The Wolf is feasting in Grandma’s bed, Red Riding Hood a snack A Cow gets ready to jump again, when the moon drops from the sky Humpty Dumpty a mess on the floor, —the l...

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2 years ago
The Reckoning

The vision intrudes, stealing ink from my pen A thief in the night, —leaving words that portend A warning’s been given, its mantle thrown down But truth will speak over, —what darkness avows (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Epiphanous Light

Poetry travels where Prose cannot go To sleep with the stars, by heaven aglow Each new verse a planet, orbiting round… An Epiphanous light, —burning profound (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
The Circle Still Unbroken

Never sure of what I started, I wrote my final words And found a stream to fill the well, with verses left unheard My last line most important, leading back toward the first The circle still unbroken, —and all doubt now quenched of thirs...

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2 years ago
Change

To change the way you act, —change the way you think (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
That Horse

Every scepter, every throne, reverts again anew The god’s, their will divided, —an Iliad of ‘truth’ A war of good intentions, paved avenue to hell Honor shamed, by Zeus renamed, —that horse where judgment dwells (Villanova Pennsylvan...

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2 years ago
Inhumanity

Man's inhumanity to man, knows no country, religion, or race Man’s inhumanity to man, the one shame that all time can’t erase Man’s inhumanity to man, as constant as the spring driven rain Man’s inhumanity to man, —rising over and over a...

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2 years ago
Child Of Night

The gray dawn baptized, —a child of night Salvation hostage, —imprisoned light (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Muted Sirens

To recite it in a Poem, or sing it loud and strong Their union an espousal, one by measure, one by song Division casts adrift, as muted sirens fold their wings This moment reinvented, —words and melody one thing (Villanova Pennsylvania:...

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2 years ago
I Charge Within

I put a saddle on the wind, and rode it through the storm The bridle placed, the buckle cinched, the reins, my horse reborn Inside each stirrup passion spurs, the present now in hand Behind whose mane I charge within, —in search of who I...

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2 years ago
Poetics

Poetry, barbell of the written word Resistance exercise for the status-quo (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
The Wolf Unleashed

I don’t have to slay the dark, my verse, the wolf unleashed I don’t have to court the devil, my words a sword unsheathed I can live beneath the sun, with days both clear and bright Or sleep beneath the crescent moon, —my poetry to fight ...

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2 years ago
The Price

Is blood, the price of art Is death, the price of truth A rose, its thorn uncovered And love, —the price of youth (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Last Poison Dart

Do you seek protection from being alive A turtle in its shell, a bee in its hive Do you lust for new armor, to cover your heart To shield truth inflicted —that last poison dart (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Chasing My Voice

Tearing through the sky of my intention Flying toward the birth of my choice Begging the gods for one chance to proclaim Chasing the tail end of my voice (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Can You Rage

Can you paint the picture brushless Can you sing the words while mute Can you dance the lone fandango Can you rage beyond your youth (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
I Remember

I remember art deco things, I remember peaches and wine I remember sirens in the night, I remember waving goodbye I remember the boardwalk on a cloudy day, I remember an elephant in pink I remember the fire engine returning, I remember ...

by Kurt Phiip Behm

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2 years ago
Heaven Sent

Religion… my writing, all faith in my pen My savior the words, —the Muse heaven sent (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Silence Distills

Writing the lines, one word remains absent To give the verse promise, new voices to fill Speaking the words, I pause before ending Taking a breath, —as the silence distills (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Damnation Refound

A Mississippi back road burns in my mind Its memory twice buried, resurfaces, reminds That Mississippi back road, you once led me down Perdition, destruction, —damnation refound (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Death Calls

The gallows were offered, the guillotine chosen The execution a matter of choice The sinner repentant, the evil now lessened Death calls, —in a welcoming voice (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Wisdom's Tooth

A young Poet is to an older man As an old poet is to a younger man “When young then old, when old then young The past twice borrowed, the future sung The old man’s knowledge, the young man’s youth To cross in stages, —like wisdom...

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2 years ago
Millennial's Curse

Earbuds in and phone in hand, millennial’s converse Language distant, eyes unshared, their lives on hold—obverse (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
Not Enough Soap

Too many choices, not enough reasons Too many memories, not enough hope Too many excuses, begging forgiveness Too much to launder —not enough soap (Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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2 years ago
To Be Alone

I go to the city To be alone… Distraction Calling me away From myself Isolating my Memory Burying my Thoughts In endless concrete Passing 1000 people Never meeting One Never meeting One Who will tell me About myself Never meeting One Who will tell...

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2 years ago
Not My Wound

I never wrote so you’d approve, I wrote what I believe How you felt as you read those words, —is not my wound to bleed (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Into Their Hands

Dreams, like orphaned water lilies, float across the surface Ferrying my last token wish, adrift—this silver pond The swans make way, as faith glides freely upon the wind Carrying my fervent hopes into this moment, present sent Their petals we...

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2 years ago
The Ink Is Calling

Suspended moments between the lines, my mind now lost in space Sublimated syntax buried deep, my spirit free to race A light unfiltered, the sound of horns, my body starts to rise The ink is calling, my pen in hand, new words at last—arrive (V...

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2 years ago
Love's Reality—Unreal

Your lies much more exciting, than any truth you never told Stolen moments of pure delight, a fantasies cuckold Your touch hides what your eyes cannot, my dreams you come to steal Your body moves, your heart lays still, love’s reality—u...

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2 years ago
For Evermore

If music is the soul of art, then what can writing be Is it the eyes, perhaps the heart, in printed reverie Is music the stage whereupon, all other art encores For if it is, all words rejoice —to sing for evermore (Villanova Pennsylvania: Marc...

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2 years ago
Thrice Denied

Searching through the forest, chasing dreams your sleep has wagered And finding yourself in the mindless spatial wasteland You play two-handed poker with the devil of your fright The Prince holding just one card, as you gamble it all… Forever ...

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2 years ago
Indifference

To inflict on tomorrow, the empty promises of fate The will to reign indifferent —the devil’s cruelest form of hate (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Untamed

Forty years, my will unbowed, —my loyalty untamed (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017) From 'Death From The Sky'

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2 years ago
Opening Poem To My New Novel: 'Death From The Sky'

Archangel Of War To Prowl The Skies, —Winged Messenger Of Death (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Fresh Promise

Blue skies glisten, the morning sun kisses The Robin, announcing the day The sweetness of spring, to all lovers it brings Renewed wishes, —the fresh promise of May (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
The Water Now Ice

A spinner of poetry, a weaver of prose A seeker of truth, or deceiver of both Will verse be in conflict, with chapter’s unrhymed Can the feeling’s transfer, is there likeness in kind Will I always remember, which prayer I must pray Does the m...

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2 years ago
Fond Memory's Child

My body ages… as words stay young Mostly written, but often sung Fond memory’s child… youth starts to rage All gray outside, blue-blonde the page (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
To Rebegin

As you age and days get shorter, do you reach out for the source Whether family, friends, or playground, is the pull a constant source Is the attraction of returning, going home then once again The final stage in your progression, —to r...

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2 years ago
Past That Place

If words were notes upon a score, would the melody play beyond… Each phrase a chord, each line a hymn, each paragraph a song If words could sing harmonic, as their letters drift away Would music take you past that place, —your words forc...

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2 years ago
Caterpillars Delight

Looking beyond our differences, the transformation deepened Speaking without words, the conversation spiked Touching without holding on, all feelings turned to ecstasy Loving while letting go —the caterpillars delight (Villanova Pennsylvania: ...

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2 years ago
Oracle

Myth unlocks the question, —magic then affirms (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
The Miller's Stone

Forty years of bad road, a path of broken glass Potholed memories line my thoughts, devil waiting fast Daring me… “Retrace your steps, your quickest way back home “Forty years of shattered dreams —ahead the millers stone” (Villanova Pennsylv...

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2 years ago
In Command

Horizon set, all sails to run, the tiller in my hand The future drifting, like the past, —this moment in command (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Blood That Woudn't Yield

You thought that you could skip a stitch, the thread provided free You thought no one would ever notice, just one small opening The seam then weakened steadily, threads loosened left and right Excuses now unraveling, Old Glory taking f...

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2 years ago
Their Power To Steal

The charlatans bankrupted his checking account, but his love was not overdrawn Each check that he wrote, each choice that he made, trading ingots for righting a wrong With credit denied and spirit affirmed, he continued to endorse what was real ...

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2 years ago
Winter Comes Early

Winter comes early, Its heavy coat Sealing in the cold The sky More visible Its view not the same The blue faded gray With distance in charge And the wind… The wind never stops The wind Never whispers Like in summer Sneaking up from behind Touchi...

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2 years ago
The Eyes Of A Child

Do you eat your own cooking, do you live what you write Do you enjoy your own company, do you dream well at night When you look in the mirror, do you like what you see Through the eyes of a child, —is your heart then set free (Villanova...

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2 years ago
Moment's Left Unfelt

I often sit here waiting, for truant words to come To chase the thoughts now fleeting, messages on the run These days I sit impatient, as I wonder to myself Are time and memory draining —precious moments left unfelt (Villanova Pennsylvania: Ma...

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2 years ago
Fear Stalks The Night

Making sense of it all… our grandest myth Wisdom born of age, bleeds from youth’s betrayal Questions drying unvarnished, naked meanings Darker darks reface the cliff, edges sharper cut Two images, clearer than before, preying in dead...

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2 years ago
Is Love Forever Young

Is a poem ever finished, a song completely sung Does today end with tomorrow, —is love forever young (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
What Conscience Is To Shame

Joplin was to Southern Comfort, what Hendrix was to smack Morrison was to masquerade, what Dylan never lacks Woodstock was to 69,’ what music was to rhyme Saigon was to those who stayed, what Auschwitz now reminds Kennedy was to hopes and dreams...

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2 years ago
To Herself Alone

The enigma of a woman veiled in what you’ll never know Despite those things she gives to you, her secrets bide unshown Your eyes may taste and hands might touch, but to herself alone Her power worn as though a crown —her mystery, her throne (V...

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2 years ago
Thast Voice

Writing for you, the words slip away Writing for me, all letters in play Listening to you, a cry far and wide Listening to me, —that voice deep inside (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Its Meaning Contained

The world is my mentor, eternity my judge Each choice confirmation, the ‘future’ ungloved Time no longer master, to deceive or profane All life in this moment, —its meaning contained (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Palette Free

Musical words and painted phrases, dance around my memory Reds and Blues and vivid Gold’s, rush across my bridge of dreams Stream-streaking into the sky, their song a magic portrait Clouds chanting in vibrant hues, —as the light sings pa...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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2 years ago
Our Future Imperiled

The Genie is now out of the bottle, and referred to as ‘The Net’ Where hackers are countries unto themselves, empowered worldwide—great threats Able to intrude and disrupt at will, weaving a new kind of hell With privacy raped and freedom...

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2 years ago
Twin Fathers

Clapton at the ‘Crossroads,’ virtuoso running free Winwood pounding ‘I’m A Man,’ his genius at the keys Tonight inside the ‘Garden,’ time stopped as God decreed Twin fathers back together, —the ‘Blues’ their history (Villanova Pennsyl...

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2 years ago
New Tracks In Search

My ticket punched, my fares been paid, the train sits waiting, rails now laid My ticket punched, the whistle blows, its light shines distant, truth aglow My ticket punched, the past on hold, the future scorned, the present bold My ticket ...

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2 years ago
Triage Verdad

Writing… the only suture When the truth starts to bleed (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Soemthing For Jimi

Tonight, I had a date with the mountain Tonight, I made those promises impend Tonight, behind the shadow of my fear Tonight, —the devil smiled at me again (Seattle Washington: ‘Something For Jimi’ March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Only As Sacred

You want to define Poetry, behind the safety of your bars Open the door to your cage, a world awaits, whose feathers tar Dusty journals and how-to books, no longer serve you here The price of your admittance, an acknowledgement of fear With wo...

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2 years ago
Trophies On The Road

Champion of life, trophies on the road Accolades for someone else, —one more thing to know (Seattle Washington: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
A False Infinity

Is your memory a circle, or a trip straight out and back A beginning and an ending, or one continuous track Do you see the same things going up, that you pass when coming down Is retention sealed and programmed, by things going round and round ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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2 years ago
Only For Itself

There are many voices, —but the truth speaks only for itself (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Life Below

Not free, not wise, not kind, not loved, and tethered to the past Unwilling to admit the truth, he met his match at last His Muse had warned time and again, a reckoning was near His eyes to close, his voice to mute, beyond his greatest ...

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2 years ago
A Whisper Then To Shout

Is there an image in your imagery, a still behind the flask A spell within the potion, an answer, question asked A beginning in your ending line, a peace that’s worth the bout A phrase that makes all history shake, —a whisper then to shou...

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2 years ago
For Papa

Poets and Bullfighters, death to uncage The truth between horns, eternity’s rage One thrust entitled, mortality damned Life springs eternal, —the sword leaves your hand (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
All Travelers Within

Poetry a journey… each word a life’s misstep When placing them together, one voice to bind and set Its map within a puzzle, to point beyond the wind A road that’s never ending, —all travelers within (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Still They Call

Some poems are true monuments, some lower to the ground Some verse is loaded, stacked, and piled, some stored away till found A phrasing here, a meaning there, now where to put it all As voices cry within the womb, —unborn, but still they...

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2 years ago
The Ultimate Choice

Living as if already dead, —his words new That morning he first understood, the verse flew The closer he got to the edge, the deeper his voice That day he fell over himself, —the ultimate choice (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
My Last Etesian

Forty years a Poet, sixty years a man Calling to me distant, my last Etesian Time at best deceptive, a trinity of masks Present truth accepted, the one not first or last The drums now beating softly, their rhythm stills my heart My ...

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2 years ago
Legacy Still Unheard

From deep in the shadows of Tin Pan Alley, the Sage called out my name With a voice that haunted and eyes concealed, he made his only claim Saying… “Abuse yourself if you must My Son, but you are never to mi...

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2 years ago
Solitude

The beauty of isolation, the magic in being alone A singular attraction, —sagacious undertone (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
Adieu

Deposit after deposit, memory is stored, interest compounding anew To transfer its balance of riches and gains, —avarice must first bid adieu (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
First Bite

Literary vignette, snippet of truth A little bit pregnant, —baby’s first tooth (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
Each dance

Your heart says yes, your mind says no, eternity bi-polar A time to kill, a time to love, —each dance best danced alone (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
Singularity

Speculation is to the truth —as opinion is to belief (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Twin Reality

The inside looking out, the outside looking in Two sides of the same portal —reality a twin (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Raging Tiger

For those who love the concept of power, but hate its execution A raging tiger has just left its cage, —to feed on your confusion (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
I Shouldn't

I knew I shouldn’t, but despite the pain and hurt I still could Like the Bluesman said… “You got a bad way of doing me good” (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Ichiban

That cartridge in a sniper’s gun, true Poets kill with only one The shooters bullet marked by him, one word to kill what lies within (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
That Lonely Road

Is your poetry now dusty, as it lays back on the shelf Have your dreams become dismissive, do you live for someone else Is there mold inside your memory box, questions now long gone Do you walk that lonely road alone, —your heart to dra...

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2 years ago
Now Others Sung

Poets write from experience, dilettantes rave and rant A price demanded to feed the Sage, wishing and hoping can’t Magic to wrap around the words, feelings and thoughts hard won Beauty when lyrics belong to you —in songs now others sung (Villa...

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2 years ago
Something For Gregg

I was somewhere deep in Kansas, on a Triumph 69’ When your song came on the jukebox, and hit me from behind I was headed for a bad place, and cared for nothing much When I heard the song ‘Melissa,’ my heart and soul were struck Entran...

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2 years ago
Only To the Brave

Utopia belongs to the fleet of heart but the truth, —only to the brave (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)

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2 years ago
Out Of Sight

Rewired and poetic, words light up the night Casting darkness back to hell —demon out of sight (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Within Her Breath

The Muse more than my mistress, the Muse more than my friend The Muse more than a guardian, the Muse my blood within She no longer comes to visit, she only comes to stay Each wish I make, each word I write, —within her breath I pray (Vi...

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2 years ago
Nothing But Pretend

Driven by my message, settled by the score Riveting exposure, fastening secure Burning through my memory, reminding once again The past and future just a myth —nothing but pretend (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Our Gateway

There just below the surface, more present than you know A prophetic Jeremiah, calls out to us to know His message serves as warning, “False idols block the light” Our gateway through the darkness —his vision gifting sight (Villanova Pennsylva...

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2 years ago
The Prose Waits

If you finally struck gold And were digging out the mine Would you leave it for a month And come back to what you’d find That’s the way I feel each day Being blessed to write this verse The prose insanely waiting, —for my voice to then reverse ...

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2 years ago
From Year To Year

To catch you in my rhythm, ensnare you in my rhyme To make the meter come alive, and pull you out of time With lines that end so sweetly, words pleasant to your ear For you to carry past today, and sing from year to year (Villanova Pen...

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2 years ago
Not Fully Shorn

Posting then before I’m done, the baby not quite born Feelings chase the words I write, —the sheep not fully shorn (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Wings Of A Prayer

A song more than a verse, thoughts more than they say A wish lost in the fall, recaptured in May Love more than a feeling, all heaven to share Last word redelivered, —on wings of a prayer (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Ashes Cry

My tongue on fire, words despised The page in flames —ashes cry (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
The Future To Share

No one reads it, more reason to write it No one understands, or seems to care No one reads it, the verse sits muted Not to abandon, —the future to share (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
Freedom Deserts

Chasing the crown, sitting the throne —regal opposed Pursuit once free, capture enslaves —jailer demands Clipping one wing, grounding the wish —motion suppressed Weight pushing down, hope abandoned —freedom deserts (Strafford Pennsylvania: Feb...

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2 years ago
Perdition Assured

You try to mask your given voice in what’s perverse and then profane But truth speaks only for itself, your costume tattered-seamstress blamed This great parade, a grand charade, your song a flattened chord Its final line to seal your fat...

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2 years ago
One Rock

One rock cast from the quarry of the great unknown Freedom just another way, —of being alone (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
My Crutch

I’ve written now a thousand Poems, in search of just that one Each word to slay the demon time, each phrase my soul undone I’ve come so close a hundred nights, to see but not to touch Then left to limp between the lines, —their failure no...

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2 years ago
My Past Returns

A tamer version of myself, I rise from day to day Fit for consumption publicly, in camouflage I play Memories deep, and memories stored, from oh so long ago Now sleep inside my attic, ephemeral they glow My current frame of reference… ...

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2 years ago
Lost Bondage

When meaning becomes enslaved by the abstraction, —your Poem is lost (Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)

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2 years ago
My Heart Now Rests

While not belonging anywhere, beholden then to none I spread me seeds upon the land, I let my spirit run I cast my lot into the air, direction fate be known And far beyond prevailing winds, —my heart now rests atoned (Villanova Pennsylv...

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2 years ago
The Encore

Are you now denied all access Has your ticket long been punched Is your fear stuck in the alley Intermezzo—out to lunch Will you even see the picture From the far end of the line Would a curtain serve to raise your hopes Can a loser ever shine ...

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2 years ago
An Angels Hymn

The light burns brightest, that burns within The embers warm, as memory dims That final verse, an Angel’s hymn The light burns brightest, —that burns within (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
The Myth Of Fame

Fighting Tuesday’s boredom, he decided to play a game And because he’d never done it, he decided to test his fame He mouthed the most nonsensical words with imagery askant Then wrote them down from right to left, a backward forward ran...

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2 years ago
'Sit Divinum'

Stop searching for Divinity, —become Divine (Villanova University: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
Truth To Thaw

A hunter of the frozen past, I stalk all time unanswered To kill the demon inside the ice with eyes that burn, —its truth to thaw (Grantham New Hampshire: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
Times Refusal

Youth takes my hand and holds me back, as old age points the way Unwilling yet to leave this Spring, as Winter calls my name The image in the mirror fresh, the one my eyes now see Of Lochinvar and Lancelot, in dreamlike fantasy The ...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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2 years ago
Another's Contraband

Do you play inside the Corn Flakes, or are corn stalks more you game Is that Hersey Bar the answer, or the cocoa or cocaine Do you clerk for someone’s feelings, inspiration all be damned, Your legacy an afterthought, —of another’s contra...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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2 years ago
Morgan Freeman Got It Right

There is no African American history, or Native American history, or Irish American history, or Italian American history, or German American history, or Chinese American history, or Hispanic American history, or White American history... There is...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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2 years ago
A Smoldering Refrain

Straddling the candle, too close to the flame A fiery benediction, —a smoldering refrain (Grantham New Hampshire: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
Still To Run

Your page now short on substance, yet colorful the rhyme The words used in abundance, where lesser might define Intention slave to beauty, all meaning zero sum Pageantry lost in the wind, —your blood left still to run (Grantham New Hamp...

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2 years ago
The Moon Bows

The aging artist has a trait, those short on sight can’t bear All normal signs of waning, a crown now his to wear Wrinkles and sparse graying hair, still negative to some But when they light upon a Sage, —the moon bows to the sun (Grant...

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2 years ago
Potpourri Babycakes

The mish now buried in the mash, the dog caught rooting through the trash With litter scattered far and wide, the pieces gather, the Cheshire hides All lollygaggers out in front, those last now first, a noble stunt The blend what’s vital,...

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2 years ago
A Legacy Recast

Like wine uncorked to breathe the air, my heart and mind become The richness of this life I’ve lived, all fortune on the run Not looking back, but looking in, the key to feelings past Where hides a treasure, memory locked, —its legacy re...

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2 years ago
Ain't That The Blues

She’s familiar, aint that the blues Sleeping beside her, I always knew Chipped beef on Monday, Thursday cold stew Dishes piled high, paycheck gone through She’s familiar, ain’t that the blues Home from work early, today around noo...

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2 years ago
The Future To the Past

To tell if you’re a Poet, from the first line to your last Do your words connect with feeling, —the future to the past (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
Baptized There

My life a poem, forego the count, that comes in threes and fours The space between to catch new breath, that time may now allure These moments gifted more than once, now constant in their prayer Whose vow will cast the river wide, —new w...

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2 years ago
Waterfall Unknown

Palliative to hospice, I jump from stone to stone The river waits in silence, —its waterfall unknown (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
She's Familiar

She's familiar... ain't that the blues (Written at Kingston Mines in Chicago)

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2 years ago
A Motorcycle And Leather Bag

A motorcycle and leather bag, life seemed so perfect then When everything I cared about… my backseat was for them The world was such a smaller place, ideas grandiose To wander aimlessly I did, and never be morose The road became my st...

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2 years ago
Time Will Test

A great man silenced, his voice at rest Last stanza written, —as time will test (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
The Warrior Poet

Deadly to his enemies, confusing to his friends While faithful to his writing, —all justified intent Furious in times of war, in peace his vision burns But past the fray inside his words, a gentler spirit yearns Salvation long then sacr...

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2 years ago
The Future Proclaims

The pen and the keyboard… their white flag of truce Now shattered and tattered, new words on the loose The ink stains once mighty, a cursor now reigns As deep into cyberspace, —the future proclaims (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
Forever Beguiled

The voice of a Poet, the breath of a child The curse of the Devil, —forever beguiled (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
One Deep Thrust

To pierce todays attention span, fewer words are best A point honed sharp for one deep thrust, —one is all you’ll get (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
Is Death The Price

Is death the price of truth… “The light shines brightest —that shines at the end” Is death the price of truth… (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
All Princes In Their Rooks

Are you a Poet or tactician, or “A Rose By Any Other Name…” Are your words stained with patina, some would scrub and some would blame Is your Kingly ode too rough for some, finding safety in their books Is your verse uncut with edges sharp...

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2 years ago
Once The Present Has Died

Can a back door open, when the front door shuts Can truth escape, when death interrupts Can an exit be made, main entrance denied Can tomorrow live on, —once the present has died (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
To My Great Grandchildren

To my Grandchildren, those great and beyond, whom I will never meet Know that I love you and have seen you in the eyes of your parents when they were very small I’ve heard your voices in the trees, when the wind blows softly calling my ...

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2 years ago
Whose River Both Endows

Prose on one side, verse the other, —distance in between The bridge has burnt, the Muse now two, each seeing only green The breaths that flow are then contained, no synergy allowed The chasm deep between their words, —whose river both end...

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2 years ago
Black Diamond Embrace

Selecting the misery, crown jewel of my pain To wear like a necklace, but serve as a chain Its dark stone on fire, all light one’s defaced Reset in a solitaire, —black diamond embrace (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
The Verse Unknown

Married to the sacred word Committed to its ideal Betrothed to sworn fidelity Divorced from the unreal My wedding duly prearranged With choice not mine to own I conjugate my solemn vowel And spread the verse unknown (Villanova Pennsylvania: Febru...

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2 years ago
There I Made My Church

Flying above the torment and fray, the blood drops from my wings The scars I carry to then remind, the true cost delivery brings The clouds incumbent upon my soul, their cover not to hide But frame a backdrop of life ahead, where on Ang...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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2 years ago
Unoriginal Sin

Did you flavor it with Hemingway, or season it with Thoreau Did you structure it like Eliot, or was Melville more your go The rocks you choose to stand upon, —just supports to look beyond As you add your face onto the mountain, new words...

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2 years ago
Never Yours To Lose

Like eating your own cooking, do you favor what you write Do the words digest completely, —the stove again to light As you walk that final mile, in those shabby cobblers shoes Will you then embrace at last, —what was never yours to lose ...

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2 years ago
The Treadmill

Slowing down the motor, running low on gas The lies, the HOV lane, the truth off in the grass The speed counterproductive, it warps and then transforms The magic in the stillness, the beauty heaven born The light becomes a blurring, ...

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2 years ago
Heaven Only Knows

Vowed inside a rhythm, married to each sound The cadence plays a wedding march, the rhyme to pledge out loud Betrothed inside their union, a love forever grows Verses come and children play —as heaven only knows (Villanova Pennsylvania: Februa...

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2 years ago
Heaven Its To Roam

To live life as a Poet, to slay the demon time Your spirit freed with every verse, in meter and in rhyme To reach beyond your passion, to say what others feel To bring tomorrow home today, the devils wrath to reel To wander past your me...

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2 years ago
The Devil At The Gate

Does corruption blind intelligence, does greed devour truth Will intention cast the final vote, its motives never moot As David slew Goliath, Lilliputians lie in wait To bind and tie an Angels wings, —the Devil at the gate (Villanova P...

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2 years ago
Eternity Says

There’s a poetry to life, that gets lost between the lines A secret in each memory, that the future often finds A stillness born of movement, that will last beyond today Salvation in this moment, —as eternity has its say (Villanova Penn...

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2 years ago
What's Yet To Be

A custodian of life… guardian of the coming dawn Survivor of the truth untold, —protector of what’s yet to be (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
My Path Unbroken

Refusing to be labeled, rejecting type and cast With choices so enabled, my freedom first and last All fantasy as token, its myths now cast aside My path remains unbroken, —false branding singed with lies (Villanova Pennsylvania: Februar...

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2 years ago
Her Power Accused

Choking on her greatest asset, America dying from freedom abused Twisting in the wind a talonless eagle, Her heart ripped open —her power accused (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
Once The Bee Has Left

If you know that you can, do you really still have to With uncertainty gone, does incentive still thrive Must you then prove to others, what you know beyond measure Is it anticlimactic, —once the bee leaves the hive (Villanova Pennsylvan...

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2 years ago
Its Tears

Softly, I leave you Within the falling rain And take my leave, the storms reprieve Its tears, —to wash the pain (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
Not Hard Nor Fast

Breaking through the dialectic, good and evil behind Beyond to where the sky breaks clean, and time does not apply Escaping from the either/or, my mind now free at last Lost in the perpetual moment, —rules not hard nor fast (Villanova ...

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2 years ago
All Heaven For An Ear

Life’s journey through the darkest night, whose final verse is clear Temptation preying on itself —all heaven for an ear (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
In Lament Of The Cowboy

A scant twenty years, grieved a century or more Poetically perfect, in spirit and lore A man and his horse, out riding the range The cattle his instruments, and music to play Civil War veterans and blacks from the South Through d...

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2 years ago
Five Strangers

Five strangers walked into my dream, all male and all different versions of my deceased mother They looked at me one by one, with that look—her look, that had been gone for so long The first whispered to the second, then the second to ...

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2 years ago
On Whose Love

The rhyme, my consort The meter, my friend The music, my mistress On whose love, —I depend (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
Deliver Me

Wishing It had been different, I used my last borrowed breath And made a vow to repent for each denial Praying for absolution, my final hope into the wind Saying: “Damn me if you have to, but first deliver me from this lie” (Villano...

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2 years ago
Dreaming Of Elko

Wishes for horses, beggars to ride Hope cinches tightly, —dreams that won’t die (Cowboy Poetry Festival-Elko Nevada: 1992)

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2 years ago
Times Ravage Beset

The performances gone, all memory survives A spirit most willing, whose body still tries All motion much slower, directed regret Intention unwavered, —times ravage beset (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

by Kurt Philip Behm

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2 years ago
The Lions Roar

Can you save it in a poem, as you free the words out loud Can you write it as a picture, softly drifting to the clouds Can you fill the lines with music, as the verse begins to score Can you leave a troubled listener, feeling better—want...

by Kurt Philip Behm

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2 years ago
Youth

Like cement before it dries, Like a promise before it’s kept, Like words spoken, —yet unfulfilled (Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2017)

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2 years ago
Your Spirit Freed Within

Do you remember what you’ve written, can you elicit every thought Does it stay within your memory, or escape to others sought Is it linear or transcendent, on the page or in the wind Can you still retain the title, —to what your spirit fr...

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2 years ago
Uncertainties Lair

Sneaking into the enemy camp, the guards all fast asleep Crawling past the sorrow and pain, old promises to keep Deep within the saboteurs grasp, for one last time, alone Burrowing into uncertainties lair —to despoil the unknown (Villanova Pen...

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2 years ago
Your Song Has Sung

Can you write in spite of comment, can your soul withstand the pain Can you free those words hid deepest, can you shoulder all the blame Can your heart and mind together, walk arm in arm as one Can you take a breath once finished, knowi...

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2 years ago
Eternity Has Its Say

You’re only as strong as your weakest link,” the Postman said out loud “Space creates room to get lost or expand” he shouted out so proud True wisdom appears when it chooses the time, it has always been that way It’s the ear out-of-tune t...

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2 years ago
One Last Dance

My heart stays in Wyoming, as Montana calls my name My spurs and bits ‘a jingling’ my soul goes north again Cody up through Beartooth Pass, Cooke City just below The Great Divide off to my left, the glaciers ringed with snow I stop to ...

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2 years ago
No Dishonor Or Shame

A warrior lives like he’s already dead Honor intact, his last mission ahead Destiny called by an enemy name All glory to God —no dishonor or shame (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2017)

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2 years ago
To Finish Her Song

Polymath Siren, —in a flower returns new stirrings to write new melody to learn Renaissance memory, intrudes unannounced Freeing your psyche, past-future recount A Polymath harlot, all love pledged again With petals now varied,...