page of poetry words are pinned like butterflies until they’re spoken © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on Pinterest My response to Carpe Diem #1067 poetry reading Today the prompt is ‘reading poetry’. Chèvrefeuille has reminded us that reading haiku is different to the usual way we read poetry as haiku or tanka are […]
Day: September 27, 2016
Fragility of Arrangements
They had made the arrangements. She walked away on blown out Egg shells, spearing embryos On her Manolo Blahnik stilettos, Whipping up meringue in her wake, Its dull crunch a reminder Of her empty womb. How easy it was to suck From a relationship all the smooth Creaminess and leave The fragility of arrangements To […]
A Breath of Fresh Air
After the claustrophobia of curtains closed before dusk, she feels like a smudged shadow tucked in her bowl of cardboard cornflakes. Stepping into the smoky light of a milky autumn morning, she pegs out her washing, a stronger penumbra, inhaling deep into her marrow the aroma of damp meadow flowers and grass crushed underfoot and […]
The Morning After
steam-rollered by waves whipped up by wuthering wind the beach is uncreased sloping down to kiss the tide in ebb-and-flow afterglow © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Carpe Diem #1066 beach Chèvrefeuille has chosen a few haiku by Jane Reichhold as examples for today’s prompt: beach: the beach is clean with new driftwood […]
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