Stiff at first
leading to faltering
wobbly stances
falling out of choppy
uncertain spins
π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨
The only path to
connection
as friends is
letting go of ego
using core strength
to carry you through
momentum swinging
the extremities
repeating as necessary
π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨
Lean into the pocket
grab the beat
in your gripping feet
let the groove overtake
the fear of losing face
π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨
Powering clean snaps
hard pumps with instant
taut retracts
flow like water
chemistry bursting
into sick green flames
thoughts turning to claims
creating massive displays
π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨π¨β‘π¨
Finding the rhythm
in our pas de deux
isnβt a chore
itβs my passion
my joie de vivre
without our push and pull
life would merely
be a bore
just the letdown
after the curtain call
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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CH 20~ Party Down
Argentoβs ninth (eighteenth in earth years) Birthday came and went Thursday, the thirteenth, and heβd already received his fatherβs gift, if you could call it that. You had to commit a fairly serious infraction to be cut off; the Arch-Baron was keeping up appearances and maintaining his own reputation as much as any sense of love or attachment to Argento with his βgift.β
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