Poems from Kurt Philip behm
Silence ignited
sound into kindling
Sign language robots
— ears set afire
(The New Room: April, 2024)
Everest
makes brothers
of the fiercest
enemies
of the most
distant strangers
of the worst
ill intended
of the lost
— and the found
(...
Freedom
without
conflict …
wishfully
thinking
Liberty
triumphs
at the point
of a
sword
The way
it’s been
since
the very
beginning
...
The windmill is ready
the wind is not
Breezes far distant
never reaching the spot
Change in the offing
consent from within
One breath...
To stand in
Your shadow
its welcoming rim
Surrounding
my calling
to lead me within
Your aura
completes me
and lights up my way
To follow...