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Susan Silver Poem
soft voices splintered by thunderous laughter
float
in the cool September night air.
serving savoury tastes
of garlic, thyme and wine
le garcon de cafe shivers, eager to be cocooned
like a butterfly in radiating warmth from the cafe’s heart
under a paled lemon awning,
statuesque lanterns extend towering candlelit arms
to paint the terrace and its patrons below amber,
while illuminating dancing shadows on scarred tables
imperfect light from windows of darkened houses
splash the nearby cobblestone street
creating an illusion of blue black and
aubergine paves
under starry lit inky skies
evening amblers footsteps echo in quiet conversation
unaware the solitary pine tree in the Place
became a shadow.
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Susan Silver Poem
Laboured breaths
with each strenuous uphill step,
taking in the ancient spirits
from an ancient world
when the earth was venerated.
Every stride taken prompts visions of
the Chaquis who journied this
rigorous passage.
In an empire of siwi, corn and orchids,
rock etched with lichen, sweltering heat and winds that bite;
a worn path of rugged stone and steps
rises then falls through the damp cloud forest
on Pachamama's curves
leading to primordial sacred sites.
Tasting the victory of reaching
that final destination evokes
emotions of gratitude, while honouring
a vanished civilization and those who perished
defending their ancesteral province.
Amid the ghostly essence of the terraced terrain
a lone condor circles above-
Copyright © susan silver | Year Posted 2025
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Susan Silver Poem
sitting in a river of ghosts
watching regrets flow
through the red evening sky
in smoke scented clouds.
the warmth of the air
eclipses the coldness of memories shivering
in the viscosity of the conscious mind.
tidal waves of created illusions
shattered by the power of being;
the dark of the light
lifted by dragonfly wings.
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Susan Silver Poem
A foot forward
one at a time.
With each step
comes the courage
to take one more.
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Susan Silver Poem
Blueberry delight in discs
of golden brown. Each
bite, berry delight. Smothered
in melted butter
and maple syrup.
Taste summer
bliss.
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Susan Silver Poem
across the busy mossy counter
servers wear alligator smiles
so large, they’re almost heard.
the espresso machine hisses
to launch smells of fresh brewed java
that weave into the scent of baked lemon muffins
tasted by charmed watery mouths.
The door swishes like a beacon
signalling its opening and closing
as customers enter and leave
curiously viewing the cafe’s hive like activity
I listen to voices buzzing orders
watch digits dance over phones and keyboards
and voices engage in animated pantomimes
cordiality is served with my espresso
and cranberry orange scone
as I forage through dog eared books -
‘for your reading pleasure’ the sign declares.
sipping my brew a voice asks -
“do you mind if I sit here?”
I answer too quickly,
welcoming the company
of their companion-
a large black shepherd like dog.
The irregular pulsing rhythm of
clicking laptop keys begins
fingers fly, the flow interrupted by
an audible slurp, followed by
more staccatos on the keys
while my company drools
on the coffee table
where a blueberry muffin waits.
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Susan Silver Poem
hurdles
mountains to scale
confront with resolute
gratitude and growth with actions
glitches
we always have bumps in our road of life. working to resolve them teaches us different lessons about life, ourselves. This is how we can experience personal growth and satisfaction. And we are always pleased when things work out well.
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