New Tracks In Search Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

New Tracks In Search



My ticket punched, my fares been paid,
the train sits waiting, rails now laid

My ticket punched, the whistle blows,
its light shines distant, truth aglow

My ticket punched, the past on hold,
the future scorned, the present bold

My ticket punched, a burning thirst,
—a heart to quench, new tracks in search

(Villanova Station: March,2017)

Monday, March 13, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: trains
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