My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #105 Leaving behind The monachopsis of school, As teacher and pupil, I come awake To space In which to breathe; No more needless Compulsion to impress. I nuzzle the freedom Of the poetic macrocosm, Reveal monuments To philosophy And history, Lacerating the page With words, Lines and rhymes. […]
Month: April 2016
Spring Activities – a list poem
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie B&P’s Shadorma & Beyond – Spring Activities Prune over-hanging branches Of rambling rose and honeysuckle Give the bay tree a haircut Remove the belt and buckle And trim the woody dill stalks Do battle With nettles And other pernicious weeds Organise raised beds Ready for a herb garden Bay, […]
Birth of a Haiku
My response to Carpe Diem #952 New Life one single moment frozen haiku imagery poetry set free © Kim M. Russell, 2016
Becoming a Poet
My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads A Poem of Our Own Once upon a time I was a teenage girl Every night Chasing poems in my dreams Every day Living in my own shadow Painting a self-portrait by numbers With a life of its own Until I let it go Became me […]
Early Honeysuckle
My response to Carpe Diem #951 blossom tangled dewy leaves tinged with smoky purple buds tumbling and falling early honeysuckle brimming with sweetness © Kim M. Russell, 2016
Dawn Chorus
My response to Carpe Diem Special #205 Sara McNulty’s first “tree frog serenade” navy night silence rippled by drips of birdsong greeting a new day © Kim M. Russell, 2016
Stars
A shadorma in response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Music Prompt #37 “Burn” by Ellie Goulding We are stars Burning with passion Igniting Each other Letting our blazing souls fly Into outer space © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on www.bibliotecapleyades.net
Dreams
My response to Carpe Diem #950 dreams residues of day shadows crumble into dust of which dreams are made © Kim M. Russell, 2016
The end of The Juniper Tree
Part 3 When the bird’s song was over it flew away; Gone too were the handkerchief and the boy And pretty Margery smiled with joy. It landed on the roof of a goldsmith’s house, Singing: ‘My mother killed her little son; My father thought me lost and gone; But sister Margery pitied me And laid […]
Bashful Willow
My response to Carpe Diem #949 companionship hiding naked trunk ivy embraces willow awaiting new leaves © Kim M. Russell, 2016
writing in north norfolk 