Ode To Bobby D' Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Ode To Bobby D'

The minute I say
what it means to me
It will never mean
something different to you

Words are like highways
they begin and they end
You can get on and get off
where you choose

If I tell you the mile marker
I travel the most
You may miss one
I still haven't seen

If I break it apart
and then spell it all out
There's no mileage left
— to wander and dream

(Dreamsleep: February,2025)

Wednesday, February 12, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: ode,travel
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