'The Older The Violin...' Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
'The Older The Violin...'
Morphing through
the decades
leaning on our pasts
Brian, Paul, Van, and I
still living
loose and fast
The words have
deeper meaning
as melodies refrain
The end in view
but out of sight
—the magic preordained
(Saint David's Pennsylvania: January,2024)
Tuesday, January 2, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: january,magic
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