Last Blind Ascent Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Last Blind Ascent



Climbing each rung of the rotting ladder,
my wishes snapped one by one

The beanstalk looming high above,
its vines blocked out the sun

Grounding my desires and aspirations,
like a bird with broken wings

My hope tried one last blind ascent
—to where the Angel's sing

(Dreamsleep: April,2020)

Thursday, April 2, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: hope
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