There’s a warmth Across my back That sinks into my heart: A tiny, stripy witch’s cat Between my spine And the cushion where I’m sat, Vibrating like a juju stick, Keeping my gripes at bay, Lightening up A sad old tabby day. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to imaginary garden with real toads […]
Day: September 11, 2016
Some of my Mother is Missing
Lost slippers and kittens, Long ago days on a windy beach, The china owl you gave her, All are out of reach. The smile you remember is missing, A fading smear on her lips; The touch of the hand you are holding Is a mere brush of her fingertips. The photographs that you show her […]
Dance of Seasons
autumn’s earthy breath holds promises of winter and spring memories spiralling leaves and petals dance to a similar tune © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Carpe Diem #1050 blossoms Today our prompt is blossoms and Jane Reichold wrote wonderful haiku with this modern kigo for spring, of which Chèvrefeuille gave us a few examples as […]
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