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Sunday, August 18, 2019
Guest Poet, Konrad Tademar, Shares... "Hidden..."
Have you seen the thick fog swirling on the train tracks? I can hear the music as it bounces by light-- --cast by a hidden moon… like bees asleep in wax-- --hexagons… a careful angelic shade, pale white
Not all thoughts are concrete bricks, some are twigs cast free... ...drifting in tired waters at dusk of a stream And the train, rides on, rails vibrating like the sea The fog rises, the air... a crater filled with dream
Up ahead, the station beckons, dim yellow glow
No sign post, only a lonely stop, with highway-- --dust hidden across beige barren hills rolling slow The sun has risen, but the fog remains steel grey
The train has left… the sounds have all faded, a cold… ...sobering wind is blowing from the East… brisk, bold.
August 16, 2019
One day I stopped just writing poems and I became a poet. Poet. It was a change I did not plan for. From time to time I will share my poems...
It's good to be back at Book Readers Heaven! Konrad
Konrad, I really appreciate your allowing me to share, and complement, your beautiful poetry from time to time.
Although the train vids are long and will need to be stopped, I just wanted to dedicate and add the following song in memory of my Mom, of the Andrews Sisters, we always said, and her two sisters. She loved their songs~ Miss you, Mom