diffusion of light fleeting in-between moment ambiguous time when daytime birds stop singing owls and nightingales begin I’ve also taken a poem I posted last December and reworked it into a new tanka: the moon is opaque a soft veil – a thin thumbnail a comma in a long day a no time between sunset […]
Month: September 2016
Tears, Feathers and Bones
The Māori saw salty tears rolling Down the beak of the Wandering Albatross, Tears of longing for its ocean home. The Māori saw the beauty of its feathers, white as spray, Strong as the current, gentle as foam And made them a symbol of peace. The Maori saw the power of its long, tapering wings, […]
Fragile Bond of Sisterhood
Open oceans cannot stop these tides Of grief, the trickle and splash of sorrow Over-spilling rivers, bursting through sides Of lakes with the constant ebb and flow, Deceived by the duplicity of a cancerous Two-faced moon. I believed that blood Was thicker but you turned hazardous And you broke the fragile bond of sisterhood. The […]
Amber Moon
in September sky the man in the moon is trapped a fly in amber © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on www.telegraph.co.uk My response to Carpe Diem #1059 Harvest Moon Today’s prompt is Harvest Moon. With this prompt we enter the autumn section of Jane Reichhold’s A Dictionary of Haiku. harvest the golden grain color in […]
Unfurling Fungi
as summer shades fade autumn colours come to life unfurling fungi © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Carpe Diem Special #219 Dolores’ 3rd colourful mushrooms For today’s CD-Special ‘colourful mushrooms’ Chèvrefeuille has chosen a series of haiku which Dolores wrote in October 2015, in which she captures the spirit and beauty of autumn: […]
As the Seasons Change
My husband and I were at infant and junior school together. We have a photograph of us when we were in Miss Sanderson’s class, and we not only recognise our younger selves but we can also remember the names of all the children in the photograph. We were both energetic youngsters; David was mad about […]
Bramble Breath
We are fighting a futile battle Against esurient microliths, Feral thorns hiding in the hedge, Thrusting forward tendrils of sharpness. Sharp eyes of berries glitter, Breathing bramble sillage, Exalting their sweetness In defiance of their nothingness. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #121 “September 19th, 2016”
Wisdom and Wordsmithery
wisdom forged from experience tempered with words © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on en.wikipedia.org My response to Carpe Diem #1058 wisdom Today’s prompt is wisdom and Chèvrefeuille has given us two of his own haiku as inspiration: wisdom caught in a few words fireworks enjoy the little things see the shepherd’s purse beneath […]
Voice of a Bombed Church
My consecrated masonry crumbles and the bones of my joists are split and splintered. Grey light filters through shattered slates and windows, chasing dry dust motes through portals without doors. Thick brick dust trickles.My pointed arches barely withstood destructive forces. The only kindness I receive is from pigeons cooing in my beams,roosting in my ruins. […]
Still Life with Crab
In the left-hand foreground, balanced on the corner of a table laid with brown and cream linen, is a knife with a decorative ivory handle. Directly behind, a shiny upturned glass on a platter of brass beside a bunch of plump black grapes, just in front of a dish of ruby pomegranate seeds, into which […]
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