Hitchhiking along a highway
that runs inside my mind
Revisiting the roads I’d crossed
while skirting all the lines
My thumb held high and searching
for what eyes no longer see
Along this path that takes me home
—returning unto thee
(Villanova Pennsylvania: August, 2020)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments3
Very rich imagery, a little elusive, yet clear. I had to go back to the title. I enjoy how the title enriches the poem. I found myself wondering if the speaker would catch that last ride "home."
Thanks, elusive is good!
Home is always there for us all.
Andy
Thanks
Good write Kurt.
Thank you
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