Alone on a bench memories of playground days tattooed inside eyelids I thought you’d forgotten a walk through silent corridors No, we talked incessantly a bench a shredded leaf a leaking pen There was so much more a fickle friend who ran off and left me It was you who turned your […]
Month: November 2015
Office Suite
clamorous jangling of city jazz jars senses cars jam streets clarion horns blare between metallic frames and glass shimmying with light cold steel and concrete fingers point skywards skyscrapers reflected in a paperweight on an empty desk © Kim M. Russell, 2015 Image found on en.wikipedia.org This is a poem I revived using some of Helena Nelson’s […]
North Norfolk Brume
The footpath is beset With nettles drenched in dew; Each drop magnifies a hair, Reflects the season’s cloudy hue. A canny mist rolls in, A spectre rising from the sea Winding through every field and broad, Every stalk and reed. Its tendrils cling to leaf and flower, Turn gossamer to filigree, Muffle the […]
A Poet’s Insomnia
Clock hands crawl tick creep Shadows clamour in the gloom The night’s devoid of sleep Bad dreams linger in the room Suffocating hope Engendering doom Words become phrases Couplets rhyme Wild fancy composes Rhythmic lines Quickened wits Perform poetic feats Wilful notions Tug at storm-tossed sheets At long last, ruffled by the sun’s first ray […]
Another poem I developed from one of my previous scribbles
Elephant In a world of watery hues, of greens and blues, her vision is binocular. She stares at the moon, oblivious to the stars, her worn ears, torn ears, flare, moth-eaten flags. She sways to a silent rhythm through over- hanging leaves, her periscopic trunk r e a c h i n g, feeling. Her […]
Sea Spray
Fizzing spray Effervescent tides Billowing waves On which seagulls ride Roaring breeze Strafing sand Wide-stretching seas Shells and pebbles in your hand ~ Hands full of sand Trickling dreams Memories of the shore Are not what they seem Seagulls and sailing boats Billowing waves Effervescent tides Fizzing spray Image found on www.theconstantrambler.com
One of an unsuccessful portfolio of poems that was submitted to a competition
Word Arrangement Mind is left ajar Letting aimless words take flight Imperceptibly ~ Ideophones morph From a brooding cloud into A verbal symphony ~ Become notation Bleeding ink in monochrome Creativity ~ Captured on paper No word is turned upside down Lyric symmetry
A story I wrote last year that was unsuccessful in a competition
Family Favourites The silence of number thirty two Edmund Road is broken by the rattling of the key in the lock. The door swings open into the dim hallway, welcoming the mid-morning May sunshine, in which dust motes dance like fireflies. In my mind I see Gran banishing them with a flick of her duster. […]
Paris 13th November 2015 – a haiku poem
Paris 13th November 2015 The City of Light Beautiful all the year round Not just in springtime ~ Collect your silver Tears of sorrow and despair And bury your dead ~ Stay strong survivors Revolutionaries and Resistance fighters ~ You will not crumble Nor will your streets and buildings The City of Light ~ Image […]
Apathy on a Windy Day
Winter’s trumpet call A chilly blast A bit of a gale Plays havoc with the washing And I feel nothing Emptiness and apathy No fight in me Just pyjamas at noon And words on a page
writing in north norfolk 