A wagon wheel across the stones
—ancient sounds
The death of night, the birth of dawn
—ancient sounds
The blood of my enemy drips from my sword
—ancient sounds
A voice from beyond, heard from within
—ancient sounds
(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: March 17th, 2022 10:13
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 29
- Users favorite of this poem: Lauraš»
Comments11
A wonderful write! The different scenes captivated my mind. Awesome!
Thanks so much, Christina.
Gentle and captivating. Lovely poem!
Thanks so much, Bella.
Great job! Love these little universes you take the reader through.
Thanks Rocky, I like your analogy.
nicely written
Thanks Dean.
Ancient sounds are still around and your wisdom makes the images come alive now.
Thanks much, always great to hear from you.
Kurt,
A great poem highlighting āancient soundsā.
I read it once and thenā¦
I closed my eyes and those ancient sounds became alive especially when I read
āA wagon wheel across the stonesā.
I heard another ancient soundā¦
the deafening sound of the approaching hobnailed Roman army. Wow!
Lauraš»
Great take, thanks Laura.
My pleasure.š¤
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