In the early morning Silvery moonlight Frost glitters Ice splitters Like diamonds on a tree Below the branches Pearly flakes drift Deer skitter Birds flitter Below the naked tree Whose spindly boughs Are clad in snow His red breast glows The robin in the garden ©Kim M. Russell, 2015
Day: December 17, 2015
A new tale from Hans Christian Andersen
The Snowman Stave 1 The snowman was born To the sound of boys’ yells, The clang of sleigh bells, The crack of a whip And the clip Of hooves. Winter was so wondrously cold, It bit life into the snowman And made him creak with joy; He wished he could move, Slide on ice like […]
Overgrown Garden
My response to Carpe Diem Haiku Writing Techniques #23 finding the divine in the common – a deeper spiritual meaning Through tangled branches Of the overgrown garden Patch of sky breaks through ©Kim M. Russell, 2015
writing in north norfolk 