Kurt Philip Behm Poems

There's a voice deep inside me,
that still tries to get out

No matter my mission,
...

"Feeling beyond touch, "
the Sorcerer said…

"Knowledge beyond thought, "
...

My cupboard’s a mess,
my sink filled with lye

My stables now empty,
...

A distant scream,
the future cries,
our past to burn
unclaimed
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Is truth that important,
or ignorance bliss

Your place on the Ferris Wheel,
...

Christians flock into their churches,
travelers hit the road

Searching for what's beyond their view
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Be careful as you age …
when they try to convince you
that your rough edges need to
come off
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Dodging a bullet,
the PET Scan loomed large…
results both good and bad
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Growing simpler with
each passing year

The leaves turn
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