Drained
Of color
Ivory hymns
Pour onto a
Rainbow page
All that remains
Light and Shade
Absorbing the Fear of
My own Unknown
Empty My cracked vessel
Keeps filling To the line with
Shame Every step I take
Pain sloshes Through
Leaving a trail Proof of every
Heart-torn wail
Hollow Vibrations echo
Waves of light And sound
Ricochet Static
Chipping away At the
Ponderous weight Pinning
Me to the ground
Deserted Like a vase
Broken Discarded
Despised for
Being dropped
For cracking
But not
Smashing
Instead
I slowly
Erode
Into sand
Charged
Reforming
In an instant
Reborn
The heat of
The bolt
Frees me to
Forge
New Chaotic paths
Unearthed The tide rolls
My tendrils tested Only two choices
Cooled Or fragmented
Will I stand In the dawning?
View the orange Curtain rise
Or be swept away Rounded off by the
Ocean’s sway
Petrified lightning A lucky strike
Forked and Sparking
Chemically Altered
I emerge Solid
Gleaming My inner light split
A rainbow Bent
Violently Streaming
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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