Kurt Philip Behm


Kurt Philip Behm Poems

841. A Changing Stew 6/21/2017
842. Crazy Horse Calls 6/22/2017
843. Mightier Than The Sword 6/22/2017
844. Its Scar Now Yours To Love (Blues Poem #12) 6/23/2017
845. Ink Into Wine 6/24/2017
846. All Scepters Disowned 6/25/2017
847. Together As One 6/25/2017
848. Last Mojo Child (Blues Poem #14) 6/26/2017
849. Last Mirage 6/26/2017
850. The Last Mark 6/27/2017
851. Angel Guardian 6/27/2017
852. Literal Obesity 6/27/2017
853. When The Words Won't Come (Blues Poem #13) 6/28/2017
854. Death Unto Itself 6/28/2017
855. Like A Child 6/29/2017
856. His Wishing Well 6/29/2017
857. Gargouille Dispersed 6/30/2017
858. My Present Spins 6/30/2017
859. Peter Pan Aglow 7/1/2017
860. Lying There Alone 7/1/2017
861. The Future Nondescript 7/1/2017
862. The Moment Self Taught 7/2/2017
863. Perversion 7/2/2017
864. Triumph Or Die 7/2/2017
865. Final Sunset Commands 7/3/2017
866. If Only 7/3/2017
867. Fatherless And Alone 7/3/2017
868. Late September 7/3/2017
869. Exploding Epiphany 7/26/2016
870. Language Denied 7/27/2016
871. Awareness Path 7/27/2016
872. Tasunka-Witko 7/27/2016
873. Song From The Mountaintop 7/27/2016
874. Poetics 4/6/2017
875. I Charge Within 4/6/2017
876. Muted Sirens 4/7/2017
877. The Gray Dawn 4/7/2017
878. Child Of Night 4/8/2017
879. Bounty Of Hell 7/4/2017
880. The Weight 7/4/2017

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My Faith Will Move On

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

My stables now empty,
my well has gone dry

My pastures are fallow,
my timber all burned

My streams have been fished out,
and what have I learned

The cupboard can be restocked,
the sink can be cleaned

A new well can be dug,
a new colt can be weaned

As the saplings are planted,
new roe will then spawn

All these troubles will pass,
- - and my faith will move on

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March,2015)

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A Waterfall Unheard

I rode the feeling
down a running stream,
- - to the river of no return

And cast its fortune
into the current's wake,
- -toward a waterfall unheard

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April,2015)

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