Finding Myself
Smashing grey rocks to find the geode inside
An elegy
Written in memory
Of the person I was
Meant to be
Yet, never got the chance
To grow and form
The jagged crystalline
Structure
And shining low
Opacity
Of this
Glittering
Arrangement
Of minerals
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Inclusions only
Giving me
Character and
A storied history
Perfection –
A tragic farcical
Mystery
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Truth
Empowers and
Propels me
As thousands fall
In the crusted
Sanguine dust
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Though all languish
Radiant and bleeding
In the hour of need
I walk the path
Without hesitation or
Relief
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My soul
Emerges
Refined
Burnished
Shining in the
Bleak
Rays of morning
Exposed and
Glowing
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Smelted of
All impurities
Given over to the day
After a lifetime
Roaming
The haint tainted
Night
K.B. Silver
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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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Dang, this one's a glitterbomb in grayscale! Elegy meets elemental magic. You really mined the depths. 💖
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This is beautiful, I love how you show strength in the imperfections, and how pain can shape us into something shining and real. Your words feel like a light breaking through the darkness, so hopeful and powerful. Thank you for sharing this. 💙
Am I blown away, yes… yes I am. The beat was beating The rhymes were rhyming And the metres were, well, metres. This was like spoken word meets elegy. I can’t pick one favourite line, there’s so many that I love. So many that swept me away. You didn’t come to play today, you’ve got verses for days. Well done, again I absolutely loved this. It gave me confidence that I didn’t know I had. That’s the kind of vibe I get from this. 👌🏽👏🏽🙌🏽😍