The sorriest daisy
Apologizing to the grass
Just for casting a shadow
Blurting bitter contrition
To the soil and
Sand
For soaking up water
With roots unbidden
Bending to the wind
With pleas of remorse
That its
Paper thin petals
Would block any flow
Stem bent and darkened
In rancorous repentance
Tendrils upended
Revealed
Deflated grey and
Nitrogen-deficient
Decrowned yellow
Head
Left battered
Devoid of petals
All blown away
In a condemnatory
Wind
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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It's that time of year again and Appalachia offers a remarkable abundance for anyone willing to learn its seasonal gifts and practice careful gathering. Across ridges, holler's, stream-side's, and meadows, edible plants, berries, roots, and fungi appear through every part of year. Knowledge is key and teaches not only what can be eaten, but also how to gather with respect so that these resources remain available far into future.
By Tim Carmichaela day ago in Feast
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I had to take a minute after this. This was heartbreaking. And really, really touching. Absolutely gorgeous in meaning and execution. Seriously, this might be my favorite poem I've read so far this year. Wonderfully done!