Summer is nearly over when it comes tofruit, especially peaches. We thinkthey are so ephemeral that wemust keep them in the fridge so we candelight in their fuzzy beauty until we eattheir shimmering flesh, swallow apink and golden sunset.We declare ourselves convicted,guilty of a crime as old asLilith — sharing forbidden fruit. Weknow what we […]
Casting On
My grandmother taught me the art of patience, guiding awkward childish fingers to draw a loop around a needle, keep going until too-tight, sweat-soaked wool became a square. Knit was the basic stitch, purl soon followed as we explored more complicated structures, more colourful and different designs until, together, we conjured up a rainbow from […]
Hope in the Morning
I feel it first thing in the morning:in the bubble and sparkle of early birdsong; the play of light on the bedroom wall;Luna the cat waiting by her bowl; the tranquillity of tai chi;reading words from our poetry community. No radio or television, and no news.Just a new day in all its hues. I inhale […]
Tiger in a Tropical Storm (Surprised!)
They brought brushes, paints and canvas,so that he could spend his sacred leisurein the light, truth and happiness of paintinga surprised tiger and other wonders of nature.When I extend my gaze beyond the vivid huesof yellow, orange, red and tropical verdure(I’ve looked and found hardly any blue),I am thrilled by the way Rousseau capturedthe movement […]
As a Bird
Oh, to beas carefree as a bird:to hop,to fly and soar,and sing with a melodic trill;a morning birdsharing the wordupon a windowsill,in a bush or on a branch of a tree,just being carefree,being me. Kim M. Russell, 27th July 2026 This Monday at the dVerse Poets Pub we are quadrilling without a care in the […]
Music version of A Whiffle of Geese
Andrew suggested putting my poem to music on Suno – so I had a go: https://suno.com/s/SypM8GHHTSxo51o3
A Whiffle of Geese
From the melting mist on a distant hill,In a welter of water, there’s overhead whiffling.Then from unknown skies, skeins of geese arrive,twisting and turning, climbing and falling. There’s a green wave of a distant hill,It’s an ocean of grass where the breezes sing,And from unknown skies skeins of geese arrive,Twisting and turning, climbing and falling. […]
Tight Squeeze
Heels tapped on the pavement, cracked red patent flashed ’Stop!’She could only go, despite the pinch on her little toe.Her sister’s shiny red leather rubbed her blisters raw.She had none of her own, no trainers, boots or sandals to her name.She had sold everything to fund her habit, to keep her sane.If she’d read the […]
Constant
You are a valuethat never changes,not only, as Joni sang,constant in the darkness. You’re a rationalnumber to my irrational,I am no simple fraction,more cardinal than ordinal. We are equalin our emotional equation,our problems solvedby a mutual algorithm, an expression of our union,forever constant. Kim M. Russell, 22nd July 2026 It’s Wednesday and time for counting, […]
Simple Treasures
These I have loved:half-light stealthily tip-toeing through gaps in blinds,mottled with shadows; mist and fog that drifts and creepsfrom field to field, muffling the rumble of traffic on damp streets; hues of leaves clinging tightly to autumn trees, the crunchunderfoot of those already fallen; lacy cobwebs wovenacross garden gates, strung with diamond drops of dew,sparkling […]
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