Frequency Burned Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Frequency Burned



The channel seemed open,
its tuner was stuck

A dial now frozen,
mixed static and such

The needle was missing,
its knob wouldn't turn

Transmission now distant,
—all frequency burned

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June,2016)

Wednesday, June 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: voice
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success