My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar: the Sevenling When I was young I longed for Tinseltown: pop of flashbulbs, frenzy of fans, lust for life. Give me sanctuary, companionship and quietude, away from the hustle and bustle: a familiar face and a couple of cats. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 […]
Month: April 2016
Sevenling (Who says?)
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar: the Sevenling Who says life is all births, deaths and marriages? My life is all land, sea and soul-scapes – shared with you. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 (google images)
End of the Storm
My response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge #25: Cinquain Lightning Flickers, buzzes Like a fly zig-zagging Across the sky – thunder rumbles Softly. © Kim M. Russell, 2016
Soaked Buds
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille – Cherry Blossoms naked cherry tree raindrops dripping from soaked buds ready to blossom © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Hokusai, 1834. WikiArt.
Another poem published on line…
in Visual Verse – now moved to page 39 on visualverse.org
Footprints to the Past
A villanelle in response to imaginary garden with real toads – The Tuesday Platform A simple flint tool left the world aghast, unearthed on a crumbling North Norfolk shore, led to fossilised footprints from the past. Found on a coastline that’s receding fast in the Norfolk village of Happisburgh, a simple flint tool […]
The Calm Before the Storm
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #107 A fickle mistress is the sea Sailors know her intimately One day a tranquil incandescence The next a crashing effervescence Throwing wrecks up on the shore Love-struck sailors crave for more Guided by stars and constellations Seduced by their night-time scintillations And by the magnificence of […]
Fragile
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille #6 – Shimmer The ice queen stared at her frozen looking-glass heart shimmering glimmering its patina of ice scintillating in brittle fragility waiting for the crack of an unfaithful fist the slow-motion shimmy and shatter of smithereens a flurry of pulverised promises each fragment reflecting his face […]
Sky-borne
My response to Bastet’s Monday Haiga Challenge – April 4, 2016
Soundtrack to a Sunday in Spring
My response to imaginary garden with real toads April Poetry Month – Day 4 – “Nature Poetry” Sunshine caresses buds, blesses a blackbird perched on a branch of awakening willow, jerking and jinking. Beyond the gate, boats on the river are bobbing and chinking. An undertone, the distant thrum of a Sunday mower has begun. […]
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