Words pulling apart
Feelings smashed to bits
Memory on the run
Meaning cast adrift
Days repeat in darkness
Lonely with the dawn
Echoes haunt my musing
—nights forever long
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: February 9th, 2018 11:07
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments3
Kurt, were you writing about me? Especially the 'memory on the run' sounds familiar! There are nights like that, you penned it accurately and eloquently. Beautiful choice of words. Love the line 'lonely with the dawn'. Agree with Diamond, this has to be a favorite.
I guess I was, because as you already know, all poets go
through this.
Thanks for the kind words.
Kurt
Great write
Thanks Tony
Welcome
I can relate to these lines of night-time frustration Kurt -- great read.
Thanks Fay. Not too many I hope.
🙂
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