Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

Impaling Our Psyches

Hiding in daylight
concealing his teeth
Flying at night
in flocks of deceit
When fortune demands it
he says he’s a bird
When birds are in season
a flittermouse heard
He courses the difference 
of right into wrong
Impaling our psyches
— with fears to prolong

(The University Of Pennsylvania: January, 2024)

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Hilda Greenhough January 24, 2024 at 8:09 PM Such great imagery, poem denotes a sense of fear. Well writ.

Kim Rodrigues January 23, 2024 at 12:07 PM Enjoyed! Great rhymes. Loved the flitter mouse. Kim Rodrigues January 23, 2024 at 5:51 PM Thanks for telling me…makes the poem even cooler! Kurt Philip Behm January 23, 2024 at 12:57 PM Thanks Kim, it's an old German term for a bat.