Wondering Why Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
Wondering Why
A captive of his genius
And prisoner of his insight
The Jester played New York
Like a fiddler on the run
The truth always just a step
Ahead or behind his perception
The music caught in between
Like an opera singer's pause for breath
‘The Times Were A Changing'
—and he was left forever wondering why
(Dallas Texas: June,2018)
Wednesday, June 20, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: wonder
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4/26/2024 9:50:58 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A captive of his genius And prisoner of his insight A powerful start of a thoughtful poem.