
the sweetest breath
a whispering wind
it blew across the
inside of my skin
I’ve always
felt her there
like fingers barely
caressing my hair
every time the ache
would consume
a feeling of beauty
an internal rhythm
started to bloom
along with my lamentation
combined to generate
a haunting note imbibed
swallowed up the
song of my heart
allowed it to grow
give voice to
the anguish tucked away
The desperation stuffed
deep between layers
of pumping muscle
My Siren’s Song
illuminating soul and
drawing ear to chest
In a slow, dream-like spin
grasping with a mangling
hold on the elusive line
pulling words
deep from within
spiraling into the
endless sea of blacked out
memories
as the under toe grabs hold
power, rings out in the
salt-crusted air
ships of shadow and despair
drawn into my eddy
capsizing in choral glory
masts snapping
splinters fly
embedding in a whale's right eye
sails burning in my
eloquent fury
as the melody only
builds and flurries
I twirl in destructive bliss
drawing slavering man and beast
with my addling mist
madness streaming from ear to ear
all crowding the
bay of endless tears
splashing and gashing
at each other's fears
not a single
damnable, one can swim
clambering upon the
backs of their brethren
just to run
flee to open sea
creating a swirling mass
of sloshing bodies
frantically clinging
in efforts to reach me
every passing moment
metamorphosis proceeds
pulling all down
through a slowly churning
whirlpool
bypassing the sandy floor
sinking to Hades
my calling home
K.B. Silver
About the Creator
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)
Those first four lines. You knew how important they were, and their effect landed very well. Especially the sound of wind and skin, when read with the other two lines. 🌊Love that we got introduced to a subject. The ache. Leading to beauty and internal rhythm. That's a beautiful conclusion and imagery. 🌊I love how it sped up after 'my sirens song' 👌🏾 'Splinters fly embedding in a whales right eye' I can't express how much I loved this line. From the sirens song to this point. It felt like I was swimming under water. I could feel the action. 🌊'Sinking to Hades my calling home.' What a lovely finish. It was like the sound in the poem stopped. It was like the breakwaters stopped the waves. Fantastic work as always, K.B. 🤗❤️🖤
Your word choice here was extremely effective. Ditto the short-lined structure. There's a sense of ordered chaos-- a sort of destructive fluidity which accelerates and spirals towards the end. Beautifully written.