in search of peace and solitude
wander off the beaten path
get lost in the luscious land
drink in the intoxicating
fragrance of the ripened produce
dropping heavy from branches
ᨒ↟ 𖠰ᨒ↟ 𖠰ᨒ↟ 𖠰
every good thing
rolls along these ancient roots
tread the long, cool grass
bent beneath bare soles
moist between wriggling toes
shocking electric green
more vibrant the closer you get
bending to retrieve the
juicy piece of fruit
𖠰ᨒ🍈↟ 𖠰
let yourself be overcome by
flora in bloom
blossoms send petals
wafting on the breeze
dance and twirl
in your hair, let them cling
acclimate, hear the whistling wind
let your heart lift up and sing
𓇢𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓏲𓇬𑁍
a whispering brook
leads to a delicate
overgrown nook tucked
between two sturdy live oaks
twixt strands of glowing moss
draped, neatly cloaking the route
₊˚.༄🌊₊˚.༄
once you glide behind the
velvet sheet
the earth’s cool breath
puffs up to greet
blowing damp tendrils aside
a rushing waterfall spews
pluming cool steam
moistening fingers and lips
skip along the pristine edge
skimming sensitive fingertips
along the silky white veil
over slick chalcedony tresses
wade through the shallow pool
stone steps upwardly slope
beneath the churning vapor
slowly, deftly, step
at the vortex
consumed by flowing life
circulating where you can rise
﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌ᨒ↟ 𖠰
cleansed of a past
none choose and few recollect
swan dive into indigo waters
₊˚.༄🌊₊˚.༄
ripples ebb from center to shore
slink beneath the surface
emerging crystalline and pure
clad in clinging vines
moisture sheeting off
evaporating in the heat
with renewed eyes raised
heavenward
exit invisible, removed from
life's searing heat
⸙❦🏊🏼♀️❧⸙
rainbow plumage and a
laughing cacophony
a company of parrots
squawks overhead on the wing
a single scarlet feather
descends, spiraling
caressing your cheek
after catching it
we marvel at its
vibrance and texture
shiny and sleek
₊˚.༄🪶🦜🦜🪶₊˚.༄
with no particular place to be
we recline on the sandy shore
where the calm violet sea
meets endless tessellating rows
of orchard trees
each copse eternally renewing
daily bearing luscious fruit
calling to our newborn freedom
🌲🌳🌲🌳🌲🌳🌲🌳🌲
retaining a jungle-like environment
our key inducement
planting bushes and climbing vines
amongst cherished arbor shrines
in this land of the lost and escaped
a welcoming space for all
who need a hidden respite
where the water and air
nurtures with care and
the land feeds all with tenderness
nature loves a cheerful giver
she reciprocates in abundance
🦋₊˚ʚ 🌱 ₊˚✧ ゚.₊ ⊹🌻🐝
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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