The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard,
steals emotion from the night
Holding a vigil in the darkness,
waiting for the light
The Poet of Las Vegas Boulevard
among the screams and homeless cries
Making rhyme of what reason has abandoned,
marking time inside its shadowy lie
(Las Vegas Boulevard: January 24, 2016)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: July 29th, 2016 09:16
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 23
Comments2
This is really nice. This poet is "making rhyme of what reason has abandoned.'" This a very reflective poem. Makes you think of this poet making sense of the cacophony of Sin City.
That's exactly it, and I'm headed back there tomorrow. Thanks as always!
Kurt
Enjoy your stay and keep blessing us with your poems
Thanks— You too!
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