Silver's Poetry

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Wonder

[4/30/26]

You call me perfect in my imperfection,

Though I offer no deception.

Treat me like a shining star.

In my brokenness I must

Still be enough to hold your trust,

As your eyes gild every scar.

By some bright, welcome mystery,

You name me a worthy tapestry.

You would take this, every part,

Into the home of your brilliant heart.

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Takeout

[4/29/26]

We have quiet here,

Despite the stormy day,

Dishing up to share

These recipes from far away.

How many miles

Across the global road

Passed on the smiles

That spread now with our food?

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Prediction

[4/28/26]

Windstorm tarries far

From expected climes tonight.

Houses hold their breath.

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Night Camera

[4/27/26]

I saw your photo caption–

how you were aiming for a rocket launch,

And all you caught was the moon.

Your camera did her proud,

That ancient satellite,

Mirror of wonder-light.

I can see seas and craters,

Dark and dappled light

Spread across her smile.

The rocket was a moment missed.

A flash – a soar – a smoke line far away,

But not as far or bright as her.

We pass. She lasts.

The poem writes itself.

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Token

[4/26/26]

All expected doors are rusted shut.

The hoped for storm's malingering away,

And all the inner garden's drooping, but

I still have promises to keep today.

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Faire time

[4/25/26]

Borrow the name from some

Far fairy paradise,

And lend it to a

Hot Spring morning's fun.

Gather in a town

Of tents and shacks.

Crafters make small wonders,

Vendors hawk their wares.

And speaking of hawking,

Haven't you seen them fly?

Leave the gauntlet,

Scream into the sky?

Or maybe jousting coursers

Are more your speed,

Trotting in a careful scripted game.

Morgan was a Villain.

Now, she's kind.

A medic's hands

Beneath her gauzy veils.

“The fay watch out for eachother,”

Her maidens say.

Am I mistaken, or

Did they name me fay?

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Echo heart

[4/24/26]

If fingers strum you

By some musical design,

Is the song your own?

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A recipe for letting go

[4/23/26]

Love lets the falcon go to fly

Or gives its kite a longer string.

Very soon though it may end,

Every heart deserves to breathe and bend

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Tree By Leaf

[4/23/26]

I read once of a God

Whose voice was rich and warm as chowder,

And whose Yes-es turned at unexpected angles,

But whose No-s were generous and kind.

Sorrow and wonder met

In a private patch of woods,

And the heart of a barefoot girl

Still dreaming of tomorrow.

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Writing

[4/21/26]

I ebb,

I flow.

My feelings grow,

Until the words can dance and glow.

I choose

To loose

My silence, noose

Still leaves a hesitating bruise.

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Twin Tragedy

[4/13/26]

Two girls spin out of orbit, into different sorts of power.

They only want belonging.

They find a kingdom and a tower.

One studious and careful, but with lightning in her veins.

One wild and girlish, muddy skirts,

Stands in high places, seeks the power that drains

Desire's cup,

While her sister finds the vacuum nature abhors,

And grins,

And fills it up.

Binary stars are burning:

Bloody red,

Electric blue.

Wary hearts still yearning

When their Door comes through.

[wayward-children]

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Lucia

[4/20/26]

Valiantly face your shadow

Like a namesake gone before.

Royal child of hidden kingdoms,

Seek to hear the Lion's roar.

You're a child of blooming Spring,

Born for thaw and flowers and singing.

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For a Far-away Birthday Friend

[4/19/26]

Whisper, will you be back soon?

It's your day today.

I wish I could fish you down the moon,

And wrap it up so come what may

You'd have a gentle light to guide you

When you cannot see a light inside you.

I hope you have Publix Chocolate Cake

And playful paws draped across your shoulders;

And that your ship of life has a first-rate mate

Ready and steady as you grow older.

I'd wish you a future of sushi and sunshine,

And books that wring the best sort of tears.

I'd wish to see your town, I hope you'll see mine

Sometime in our waiting years.

Keep whispering when you cannot shout.

Always let the bells in your heart ring out.

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Teatime

[4/18/26]

Is the sky pouring down to make soup, or tea?

There are leaves on the ground aplenty,

And floral teas can be pretty neat,

I think.

I drink

My tea with you when we meet;

Your apple-spice, my China black lychee.

Perhaps the warmth helps make our conversation free.

Your tea nook is a weather-map

Of friendships over time.

The chocolate and the berry swap

Tales of places far, and joys sublime.

Rainy days still make us bloom,

Lightning flash and thunder boom

May try to bring the heat

But there is still a lovely story here to eat.

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Cherry song

[4/17/26]

Tricolor wonders slip away,

Lazy tails a-twining

Many kindred here to stay

May be a silver lining

Hey, ho,

Little fears, let them slip your fingers.

Calm your cares with cherries-o

And it's the taste that lingers

Old homesteads stand empty, near

Childhood land is selling soon

Memories still to make, no fear,

Beneath cicada suns in June

Hey, ho

Little fears, let them slip your fingers.

Calm your cares with cherries-o

And it's the taste that lingers

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Moving-day Eve

[4/16/26]

The boxes have had kittens

And those kittens had grandcats.

They rest their cardboard mittens

On every surface which is flat.

One hardly knows today just where to stand

And where to sit

For all about my parents’ land

The packing-clowder fits.

Soon they'll all be filled and ready

To flock to a new home.

Then the brown and white squares

Cry ready, set, and

Go somewhere else to roam.

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Taxing inheritance

[4/15/26]

The state has asked for numbers.

This number was a gift.

She passed carefully, generously

As she had lived.

I was worried if I could even take it,

Because my wings are clipped,

My nest lined with charity

From others in the nation.

A lawman told us go ahead,

No need to dread.

And so I took the golden egg,

So small, all in all,

So great to me.

It gilt my house with her reminders.

One last Christmas or birthday box,

Like shopping with her, hand in hand.