The exhilaration of
Being carried off on a
Runaway horse
Grasping at whipping reigns
Slipping from desperate hands
Furtively imagining my
last best course
searching the landscape for the
softest eventual landing pad
~~~
Saving scraps of scraps
of dissected poems
Pinned together
With pigeon feathers
Until I can sew the
Perfect wedding dress
a patchwork sonnet
turned to gold
~~~
Perfect words
Fill glass candy jars
lining shelves, stacking my walls
To renew my sagging spirit
I pop a few letters back
Sweet and tangy
Today deserves two bits
~~~
My precious muse
I treasure you
Every scrap, every taste
I long to utilize
To the full
K.B. Silver
About the Creator
K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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