Together, they inhaled autumn: foliage choreographed early morning lightshows of decomposing leaves; brambles snagging sleeves as they followed fallen acorns, until he found a perfect russet leaf for her to press between the leaves of sonnets to alleviate her distress at his autumn leaving. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on Pinterest Another poem in response […]
Day: August 29, 2016
Autumn Quadrille
Summer hangs Tart apples on turning trees, Spinning into autumn, Disrobing leaves, Motley patchworks Of ochre and russet, Morning mist and muted Shades of sunset. Fanned by the wind With a kiss and a sigh, A mantle of fire, Then they fall and fly. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille #15 […]
Tangible Ghost
This rigid, ghostly stump is tangible. It is no longer quick and malleable, Green and thriving, satin wood. Drained of viscous lifeblood, Bare branches, angular and cleft, And coarse bark, bristly and bereft, Are a prickly pumice for cows and sheep. The lightning tree can no longer weep Feverish, waxy tears into sodden earth To […]
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