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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Children Of A Greater Dawn
Don't let your words become
a dark stranger to you

Or orphans, in search of a lost

Never let your feelings wander off
abandoned and alone

But rechristened, as children
of a greater dawn

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December,2015) . . .
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