Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

Saturday Muse

Still Foreign

No matter
how much love
is present
My feelings
truant reign

The ghost
inside me
will not leave
Inducing
love’s disdain

All joy
a vagrant
along the tracks
where distance
holds me sway

And love
still foreign
wherein I roam
and where
— I’m doomed to stay

(The New Room: February, 2026) 



Blowback

Judge
lest thee
be judged

Harm
lest thee
be harmed

Steal
lest thee
be robbed

Kill
lest thee
— be dead

(Dreamsleep: February, 2026) 


Somewhere In The Queue 

We’re all going
to die
Only the order
— stays undetermined

(Dreamsleep: February, 2026)

Above & Beyond

Fire cannot
burn
Nor water
drown
The truth
at its essence
Immortal
— resounds

(Dreamsleep: February, 2026) 


Owning The Moment

Pain on the front side
healing out back
Earning each scar
that my memory attacks

Writing uncensored
no words in arrears
Owning the moment
— unburdened by fear

(The New Room: February, 2026)

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