Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

The Only Cost

Painting myself into an emotional corner
  feelings trapped and staid

Family eliminated one by one
  old hurts and wounds replayed

Each year a brick in this wall of pain
  to shield me from the loss

Isolation my next of kin
  —love the only cost 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2019)

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Line Gauthier January 26, 2019 at 10:42 AM Lovely penning, Kurt. Kurt Philip Behm January 26, 2019 at 10:49 AM Thanks again!

Daniel Turner January 26, 2019 at 10:13 AM You could be writing about me here, Kurt. Self isolation is a by product of rejection. We tend to shy away from all relationships once we have been played. I truly love your work. With succinct wording you always say so much. Kurt Philip Behm January 26, 2019 at 10:36 AM Thanks Daniel. Your truly kind words mean a lot to me. Kurt