Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

The Waiting Game

The back room
of creation
where much of life
is spent

Victim to 
the waiting game
where doldrums
reinvent

All dressed up
and ready
with nowhere
clear to go

Waiting for
that flash of light
to put me
— in the know

*****

Reality Preying

Not killing
time
Time killing
him
The hourglass
drains
As life
grows thin

Slaying the
dragon
A fantasy
still
Reality 
preying
On folly
— distilled

*****


Stepping Out

More than a
lifetime
Unmeasured
by years
Enlightenment
prospers
No doubting
or fear

Stepping out
of the circle
And into the
light
Dimension
is truant
With reference
— contrite

*****

One Slip

Life
on the edge
where finality
threatens
Hope
meets disaster
both tightening
their grip

Never
look down
with redemption
above you
One slip
and the promise
 of glory
— submits

*****


Darkness Retreating

Writing
to a standard
new standards
are drawn
Light
disinfecting
a bevy
of wrongs

Writing
to a standard
the truth
is upheld
Darkness
retreating
deception
— expelled

*****

To Bask In Its Presence

Writers
have a double edged
courtship with time
Cutting both ways
past and future
defined

But the moment’s
unwritten
unspoken unrhymed
To bask in its
presence
— you live it sublime

(The New Room: June, 2026)

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