Poems from Kurt Philip Behm
Up your seconds
stretch every moment
Joy in the instant
— present sublime
(Harry’s Café: Rush Street, Chicago – Circa 1982)
You can’t wash the pigment
of the past away
Its stain much deeper
than all regret
Coloring lost moments
with what you hide
Painting the...
Mortality
fills our lives
with meaning
Procrastination
the future’s
bane
Today is prized
tomorrow
questioned
The moment’s
treasure...
Performance art
embracing the artist
The magic of youth
alive on the stage
Time takes direction
from a glorious past
The memories an encore...
Giving no thought
to yesterday
invested in
tomorrow
Memories pave
the road behind
with joy that’s
wrapped in sorrow
Giving no weight
to...