Best Poem of Kurt Philip Behm

When The Fates Allow
I don't write Sonnets,
or Limerick verse

I don't write Haiku,
though often terse

I don't write Ballads,
or Horacian Odes

I don't write Parables,
to self-implode

But I do write in Rhythm,
and often in Rhyme

With meaning that's buried,
and . . .
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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)
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