When we first moved up to the North Norfolk coast, when Ellen was eleven going on twelve, we were amazed not only by the wide Norfolk landscapes and gorgeous sunsets, but also by the immense night skies. We had never seen so many stars or been able to identify constellations – in London there was […]
Month: September 2016
Geranium
A simple blush Hiding in a bush Of handsome leaves Soaking up the sun And radiating scarlet With the intoxicating scent Of a hardy harlot Peppery hot Green With a citrus zest © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Inspired by this wonderful image taken by Paul Militaru
Midnight Drawing
The sleeping artist’s finger smears bright chalk on night’s murk of monochrome shadows. The artist is at work, splashing golds and blues in a dream’s inky hues, scribbling phantasmal figments in glimmering pigments that explode like chrysanthemums and burn like red hot geraniums across the canvas sheets and evaporate with the onset of morning light. […]
Lying Awake in the Small Hours
Awake and drenched in moonlight, When sleep has become an oversight, I weather the wizened words of day, Grey ash on my ravelled retinae – All that’s left of a discursive dream, A sanguine, repetitive refrain Tempered by transparent shadows, Models of monochrome lightshows That seem to be the custom In the science known as […]
Mystery of Sleep
a glimmer of dawn seeps through a tissue of mist the dream is over © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Carpe Diem #1044 Mysteries Today our prompt, taken from Jane Reichhold’s “A Dictionary of Haiku”, is mysteries, with a haiku by Jane to inspire us: dreams the tightrope we walk without a net […]
Autumn’s Artistry
late afternoon sun tinges the sky apricot gilding the garden autumn flicks its loaded brush in a flaming colourwash © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Carpe Diem Special #217 Dolores’ 1st paintbrush flowers (tanka) This month our featured haiku poetess is Dolores from Ada’s Poetry Alcove. Dolores was the winner of the […]
Onion Moon
Oh, onion moon! I peel back Your parchment tunic, Reveal the icy light within, Slice psychic knife Into your skin, Penetrate your inner sphere, Your scales and layers Silvery clear, Breathe pungent perfume Of your bitter juice And pray to you: Illume My dreams Oh, onion moon! © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found […]
Heart-seeking Missile
She crossed empty bridges, Climbed buildings And mountainous ridges That were nothing but smoke, Searched in clouds, mist and fog, Holding tightly to the rope Of her romantic hope, A bobbing carnival balloon, A faded yellow harvest moon, Forsaking her art, A missile seeking a heart. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Collage created by […]
Empty Echoes
in an empty house the tock of a ticking clock reverberating reminder of remaining seconds, minutes, days and years © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on www.dailymail.co.uk My response to Carpe Diem #1043 emptiness Today we are starting with the spring section of “A Dictionary of Haiku” by Jane Reichhold and the prompt is emptiness, a very […]
Smiling at the Sea
We stand waist-high In marram grass, Smiling at the sea, Shading our eyes Against spangles of sun To discern a distant boat Sunk in parallels of green And purple marsh, cream Sand of a windswept coast Silvered by ice blue surf, Tasting the zest Of salt and mud- It’s in our blood. © Kim […]
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