Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

DelMarVa Dream

Success
is no more emails
Not one
throughout the day

No beeps 
and no vibrations
to clutter up
the quay

My sails are up
the winds are fair
distractions
far abeam

No G.P.S.
or radar
To chart
— this sailor’s dream

(Annapolis To Bermuda: August, 2005) 


Fool Them Once — Fool Them Twice

Oh Bernie, Bernie
as crooked
thou art
Thy wife
more dishonest
filling up thy cart

A noble pair
thoust do
protest
Within
thy harvest
and monied chest

To hide among
a lost
enclave
With fortunes
 promise
most illy made

Behind thy mask
corruption
flames
Thy hoax
to bear
— eternal shame

(The New Room: July, 2026)

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