Justice stands above
Blind, armed with scales and a sword
Meet consecuenses
-K.B. Silver
I know the majority of people find the behavior and subsequent massive cover-up revealed through the Epstein Files to be some of the most morally reprehensible actions possible. I still cling to the hope that once this distinctly fascistic period in history we are living through passes, whether quietly or violently, there will be consequences for all those involved.
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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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CH 21~ Tempers Flare
The other guests had all gone. The yelling started when Frannie’s family and the Prenticits were the only ones left. “Who do you think you’re fooling here, Tony? Ginny turned you down because she knows she’s way too good for the likes of you, and from what I can tell, Francine did, too. Why don’t you just crawl back down to the docks where you belong.” “Oh, that’s rich coming from you, Prenticit. The docks, that’s your turf, ain’t it? I guess I’ll see you there later, won’t I? Maybe you can get in line behind me outside Dregs!”
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After the Storm
After the storm of winter snow there sat a small bear by the name Ted, of course. He loves the snow and likes to roll around in it making all sorts of trails and whatever he has a mind to do. He wondered where all the people are, but in a way, he is hoping that they are all snug in the homes maybe drinking hot chocolate-one of his favorite drinks with mini-marshmallows and eating something homemade for he likes this winter wonderland all to himself to romp and play and maybe even catch some fish down by the river.
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♥️I love where the focus went in this poem. You personified Justice so effectively, making it powerful and enduring through the scales it is armed with. ♥️The Isocolon between your first and last lines stands out to me; it acts like the balancing scale itself between the wrong committed and the consequences delivered.