A Motorcycle And Leather Bag Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

A Motorcycle And Leather Bag



A motorcycle and leather bag,
life seemed so perfect then

When everything I cared about…
my backseat was for them

The world was such a smaller place,
ideas grandiose

To wander aimlessly I did,
and never be morose

The road became my staunchest friend,
new places passing by

Those girls I met, the love I spent,
the promise in their eyes

That special place my memory held,
for years now time sets free

A motorcycle—a leather bag,
and all that was to be

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February,2017)

Tuesday, February 21, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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