K.B. Silver

Joined April 2023

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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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No Return
Some people say “I wouldn’t go back for a million dollars, I wouldn’t ever change a thing” 🚧🚧⚠️🚧🚧 Those people I can only believe
By K.B. Silver 8 months ago in Poets
Amidst the Destruction
Funnel winds drove us under Playing school, on cots we'd slumber Sounded like a driving freight train Hail totaled the car again
By K.B. Silver 8 months ago in Poets
Morning Musings
How long have I been lying here? I’m not awake, am I? I feel like last time I asked I spat out a handful of teeth and woke up screaming
By K.B. Silver 8 months ago in Poets
Personal Growth. Content Warning.
I meditate long on the Muse's lively bliss Whose call goes out like a shockwave rolling across the landscape
By K.B. Silver 8 months ago in Poets
Dance Like God is Watching
I would never dare to Move my body In the disrespectful Reserved tipsy way One might If you embarrassingly Pretended People weren’t watching
By K.B. Silver 8 months ago in Poets
Two Hands Clapping
I am thunder the wavelength of afterthought in the wake of an atmosphere rending strike of a life ⌁₊˚⊹ ⊹˚₊⌁ She was lightning
By K.B. Silver 8 months ago in Poets
Life's Picnic
If life were a lazy summer picnic What would be your dish to bring? When you, and I, and all of our friends Pile into Janie's rusty old T-bird,
By K.B. Silver 8 months ago in Poets
Camouflage. Content Warning.
Congratulations Camouflage 👥👥👥👥👥 You’re the words They hide amongst 👥👥👥👥👥👥 Evil’s hunted While strolling lonely
By K.B. Silver 8 months ago in Poets
A Good Hobbling
The neighbors Are called and gathered One sizes up the next Making note of any flaws More importantly What each does best
By K.B. Silver 8 months ago in Poets
Star Search
I shudder to think Where I would be now If the fire The light I see by Had already gone out Before I had even woken Risen from my bed
By K.B. Silver 8 months ago in Poets
Skeleton Closet. Content Warning.
Goodbye skeletal hands gripping my neck pinning me high against the wall restricting saliva and oxygen from passing in tandem
By K.B. Silver 8 months ago in Poets
Damning Truths. Content Warning.
Your insidious words ringing in my ears, day after day, plaguing me at all hours. Inescapable droning tinnitus, that leaves me clawing at the wretched pealing holes in my head. The laughing, always the laughing as I cry. Wailing in abject misery and terrific pain, and crawling on my knees, begging for release from your sadistic games and legalistic contracts.
By K.B. Silver 8 months ago in Poets