one rustling leaf left
dangling, clinging though severed
descent left unplunged
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
Argento’s ninth (eighteenth in earth years) Birthday came and went Thursday, the thirteenth, and he’d already received his father’s 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 “gift.”
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Fair Exchange, No Robberies
Dark Memoirs - Index There are at least two kinds of people in the world: those who write this half-arsed kind of intro to a story that looks to separate the rare and the norm, and those who realise it's an overused framing device and don't.
By Paul Stewart7 days ago in Chapters
Comments (5)
The last leave refusing to accept change. A nice haiku that gave me some thoughts.
I love the image of the leaf hanging on to Autumn until the very last moment; 'clinging though severed.' Sorry leaf, it's time for winter I'm afraid! Nice Haiku Silver 🍁❤
I like the drift of the words as I read them. The image of the one rustling leaf creates a kind of silence, the wait begins until it falls. Fantastic work Silver ♥️🤗
The last leaf, but is it sad, or delight as it turns to gold?
Beautifully captured.