Kurt Philip Behm


Hopeful Sound - Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

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 robin to sing
—a new song of hopeful sound

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April,2019)

Topic(s) of this poem: love


Comments about Hopeful Sound by Kurt Philip Behm

  • Pamela SinicropePamela Sinicrope (4/14/2019 11:22:00 AM)

    Your love poem gave me a great image to hold onto: leaves hidden beneath the snow. This is a real thing in my yard right now. Thinking of those fall leaves as forgotten love to be reclaimed is wonderful and a reminder that we don't have to tame and tidy everything...and we can return to them despite everything. Nice Kurt. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 14, 2019



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