Drops descend in slanted
⛆ Vacillating bursts
A tease– Prickling skin
With temperature turns
Wafting patches of petrichor
Infiltrate, cleansing nostril and soul
Flurries atomize above
Sky and earth in copulation
Filtered light, shafts fall
The icy breath of a cloudburst squalls
Heralding the exodus of autumn
Pattering thupps echo
Solidifying drops grow in
Texture and volume
Subtly transitioning to
Glistening pearls •°.ೃ࿔:･₊
Bombing slow-built ant hills
Kicking up pollen-laden dust
Icy spheres diminish, and fluff
Puffy clumps of flecks cling to
Branches, moist, and shivering
Glistening greenery
Crackles and freezes
Boreas forcefully exhales ༄.°
A crystal tempest rushes in
Minutes pass, the time warp expands
Shaken in a snow globe
Glitter quickly piling up
White lines thicken, softening
Ring the chimes
⋆⁺₊❅.Winter is arriving
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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Quotation from Friedrich Nietzsche "He who wrestles long with monsters should beware lest he himself become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Man is not destroyed by suffering, but by the meaning he makes of it."
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Beautiful work, KB! You certainly brought Winter to life. I love the whole snowglobe effect. My daughter collects them, and your reference brought back many fine memories.🥰
This is a masterpiece! You made it come alive. I loved the words and descriptions you picked too. Amazing!
That's a beautiful and vivid poem! I really love how you captured the whole journey from rain to snow. The imagery is so strong I could practically feel that chill!