Night Train (Blues Poem #18) +1

Kurt Philip Behm

Itching

itching

nowhere

to scratch

 

Rambling

rambling

balling

the jack

 

Freight car

open

voices

interred

 

Brakeman

singing

‘Turn Turn

Turn’

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2024)

 

 

Una Quaestio

 

 

I know it’s

written

I don’t know

why

The heavens

tremble

as poet’s 

cry

 

To stand

anointed

in love’s

review

And pose

one question

rephrased

— anew

 

(Dreamsleep: April, 2024)

 

  • Author: Kurt Philip Behm (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 9th, 2024 09:42
  • Category: Unclassified
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