A melange of colors and shapes
A magnificent mosaic we all unite to create
The rainbow of soul, the art of humanity
Filling the shelves and walls
Of our home, called Earth
Some finished sculptures line the walks
Though most of us are still progressing works
Reflecting the light of a melting sun
Merging our lines
Until our sharpness has gone
Welcome my friends
To the museum called life
We all get a chance to exhibit
In our own due time
Bring your best work
For your truth shall lie bare
In the grand pattern
Every tile is set with care
If even one falls from their place
The gaping hole left in the colors of existence
Easily identified
Mourned for our inherent deficit
K.B. Silver
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I have been MIA for most of the last week. There is a good reason for that. My precious dog, Wisteria, had developed a severe allergy. Since Thursday, we have been battling body-wide hives and a face that was dangerously swelling. Thankfully, it has been under control since yesterday, so I am finally back to more normal tasks.
I am just thankful I'm a Benadryl fiend with plenty on hand, and that Chewy makes it easy to comparison shop for food. It only took me a few minutes to find a food with none of the same ingredients, though there are a few other potential culprits; I can't take any chances. We have eliminated all of the options.
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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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The Vassel Kingdom of Vrator
Tucked between the outward edge of the Tranquil Forest and the Dobryan Hills is the ancient dominion of Vrator. A picturesque and varied landscape where the Empire's best wines, ales, and cheeses originate. The ten counties of Vrator are left to administrate their affairs for the most part unbothered by Imperial oversight. As per the contract between the Vassel kingdom of Vrator and Banden Crampmire Megantani to secure their knights and cavalry's assistance in the war against Reophate.
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By Cathy Schieffelin5 days ago in Humor
Comments (3)
Beautiful poem, photo and puppy! So glad poor Wisteria is feeling better!
Awww, poor Wisteria 🥺 I'm glad she's feeling better now. Please give her hugs from me. Loved your poem!
Your poem is beautiful and I love the photo of you and Wisteria. I’m glad the swelling and hives are under control now.