As autumn dwindles
Spider silk unspindled
All huddle, bundled warm inside
⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
Silvery bells
Tinkle at the
Inference of a touch
⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
Chimes twinkle as
Beneath them, your hurried
Air pockets whoosh and rush
⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
Songs resound
With perfect clarity of pitch
Heralding joy and hibernal grandeur
⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
The sweet songbird call of the
Jocular serenading violin and piccolo
Ornament crisp air with restorative notes
⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
Barren aspen trees all a
Susurrus, with a secretly
Whispering wind
⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
The thip, thip, thip of
New snow, falling on its
Undisturbed brethren
⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
The frozen lake sends out
Pings and groans in the
Glaring winter sun
⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
Mountain coyotes
Sing yipping laments before
A star-studded backdrop
⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
Hollow evaporated
Dutch-baby snow
Crunches underfoot
⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
Sounds of
Winter beauty
Ring out true
⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆
Bringing joy
And wonder
To all who hear
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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Comments (2)
I loved this! Beautiful entry. The way you casually wove all the senses together was amazing!
This was sooo pleasant and beautiful! Loved it so much!