Spring Breathes its First Breath
Wonderland challenge day 10 "daffodils"
Wandering
Through a field of
sharpened glass
I fly, feet and hands
driving me forward
touching the iced blades
in quick succession
Inertia and praise
carrying me as I flail
A blaze fantastic
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Rays
of a prismatic sun
Pierce the cotton canopy
Shading my
revelatory call for
humanity
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A burst of perfect
crystal confetti
Frozen abstract sculptures
Too minute
Too fast
Too abundant
To adequately
Appreciate
Explode in
Exuberance all around
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Light emanates from
every surface and direction
The warmth of my heart
Whispers to the heavens
As whiffs of vapourous
Trills are sent shrilly
Into the ether
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I spy a miracle
Spring's most precious gift
Yellow trumpet
Blooming on a
most mysterious
itinerary
Ignorant of the imminent
Freeze
You shrink and squeeze
Wearing a puffed-up quilt
Each morning
shrugging it off
As a golden hand extends
From the heavens above
K.B. Silver
- Originally Published on page 39 of the spring 2024 Twisted Vine Literary Arts Journal
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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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🩷Wonderfully done, K.B.
Great work
In "Spring", the fragrance of sage begins to waft in the wind. Fresh green camellias and passion fruits are blooming in clusters. The sun is like a huge piece of honey, melting into every inch of the land. Life is filled with new hope. I will lie in spring In the sky, listen to every gentle breath
Your eloquence shines through every line. What a stunningly beautiful poem.