Stave 2 In autumn The fir tree Trembled to see Woodcutters Chopping, The tallest trees Toppling To the ground With a groan And a crash. Stripped naked, They were loaded Onto wagons And driven away. In spring, the swallows returned And the stork appeared, Singing songs of oceans and ships With magnificent mast trees […]
Month: December 2015
Night Comes to the Evening Table
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie and Wordle #90 At day’s zenith, The hearse of narcissistic night approaches, Etiolates the remains of sunset, A nightshade Obsequious and vague. The sun’s areola, Disintegrating In drifting cloud, Is lost in the murmur Of the wide winter sky. © Kim M. Russell, 2015
The Fir Tree
Based on the story by Hans Christian Andersen Stave 1 In a forest, in a good spot With sunshine and plenty of air. Stood a little fir tree, So eager to grow up It didn’t think about warm sun or fresh air Or children chattering And berry gathering. The children exclaimed That the fir tree […]
Christmas Troiku
Another response to Carpe Diem Seven Days Before Christmas 2015 #4 presents Below the green tree Each parcel wrapped carefully Bright Christmas colours Below the green tree Hearts beat with wonder Anticipation Each parcel wrapped carefully Tied up with a bow Secret surprises Bright Christmas colours Shiny ornaments and lights Adorn the […]
First haiku of the week
Lonely Words Watery words weep Steeped in hours of lonely thoughts Talking to myself © Kim M. Russell, 2015
Poetry is Rocket Science
My response to the secret keeper’s weekly writing prompt #16 There’s comfort in words Head full of lines and stanzas Melting into shape Wicked rhythm of poems Escaping into space © Kim M. Russell, 2015 Image found on en.wikipedia.org
Unwrapping a Sunset
My response to Carpe Diem Seven Days Before Christmas 2015 #4 presents Christmas came early Your gift, this evening’s sunset, Too big for the tree © Kim M. Russell, 2015
Winter Walk with Dogs
Donning winter clothes And abandoning the warmth, We head towards an open space: Crunch of snow, Frozen face, Flakes on eyelashes And numb toes. Only pigeons brave the chill, Flapping ahead On the crest of a hill. Giving chase in a flurry, Steaming with loud Yapping as they scurry, We are surrounded By Christmas and […]
Once upon a Time
There is a certain magic A spine-tingling moment When the tale begins You could be beside an open fire In an armchair or in bed The opening of a fairy tale Is the unlocking of your head To a densely populated forest With trails and trees, Witches and fairies, Princes and princesses, And all kinds […]
A Christmas Haibun
This is for the Carpe Diem Extra #43 Carpe Diem Kamishibai Kurisumasu When I was sixteen years old I moved to Cologne in Germany. I remember my first Christmas market vividly, with the aroma of pancakes and waffles, sauerkraut and wurst. It was in one of the many small marketplaces, I can’t recall which one, […]
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