The farther away you get from your essence
—the longer your nights become
(Dreamsleep: July, 2021)
To Glen Campbell
Hitchhiking Angel,
twelve stringed harp,
wandering spirit
—Elk City wind
(Tucumcari New Mexico: January, 2019)
A Silent Toll
Are you everything you could have been,
the moments gone,
the wafer thin
While reaching out did you lose hold
of what defines you,
a broken mold
The chase elusive, running wild
into the darkness,
a bastard child
To reach old age before your time,
a broken bell
—that cannot chime
(Villanova University: July, 2021)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: August 2nd, 2021 00:26
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
Comments3
Good read, Kurt.
Thanks Jerry
Kurt,
• “Twilight Disconnect”
These nights are prone to get longer and longer.
• “To Glen Campbell”
One of my favorite artists…
obviously for his songs
and his
‘twelve stringed harp’….
(Thanks to my aunt for introducing me to that one).
• “A Silent Toll”
‘Are you everything you could have been,’…
Hoping to have the chance to find out.
Three great reads for this long night.
The vinyl record player is ready…
Laura🌻
Nothing like vinyl, thanks.
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