Powderfinger Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Powderfinger

Aging
like the finest wine
his music vintage gold
Sugar Mountain
the Harvest Moon
a Southern Man to scold
The lyrics haunting
feelings blessed
an Old Man at his knee
From Crazy Horse
to Woodstock
—his message sets us free

(Dreamsleep: November,2023)

Wednesday, November 22, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: november,crazy,horse
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