dismissing a cloud of urgent flies with tall flick and a twitching ear beating heart of rib-caged fear is broken with a whisper Kim M. Russell, 2016 Summer North Wind – Cutting Boards Tempered Glass Another response to imaginary garden with real toads Artistic Interpretations with Margaret – Carol Law Conklin Batik Artist In this […]
Month: November 2016
Garden Guests
Dawn quietude is rippling with the ecstatic chortling of birds, some overjoyed that last year’s nest survived the winter, others splatting mud and leaves, building new nests in trees and under eaves in a frenetic festival of spring. By July, nests have exploded, their broods unloaded into the summer sky, without a goodbye they are […]
The Silence of Space
a dense fog of stars, planets, gas and dust fizzes silently in space Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on Just Space space | Tumblr My tenth haiku for the Carpe Diem First Winter Retreat 2016 the kick off – find the silence
A Strident Crow
a raggedy crow gargoyle hunched on a bare branch shreds clouds with its caw watches with a shiny eye threads tangle in autumn sky © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on Pinterest My response to Carpe Diem Tanka Splendor #23 crows For today’s prompt Chèvrefeuille has brought us ‘crows’ and the famous crow haiku by […]
After the Storm
north wind has died down rain no longer drums on roofs just silent puddles © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on Pixabay My ninth haiku for the Carpe Diem First Winter Retreat 2016 the kick off – find the silence
Wroclaw by Night
Night populates the city, black ink spilling over pavements, splashing quiet corners, filling squares and parks, water- falling down the riverbank, soaking a couple as they hurry from one island of sodium light to another, across the Love Bridge, an anchor for younger hearts padlocked to railings. On the far bank, night is celebrated with a candle-cake […]
Solitude
in his solitude only the poet speaks words quiet and content © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Rainer Maria Rilke at his desk. Image found on duino-elegies.tumblr.com My eighth haiku for the Carpe Diem First Winter Retreat 2016 the kick off – find the silence
Spring Madness
after months of darkness shivering under winter’s harness hope blossoms in the trees spring wafts on the breeze as she transports her flounder back to where she found her beached by a turbulent wave floundering in a sandy grave she rescued Neptune’s daughter and kept her in a globe of water until after months of […]
Przejście (Transition): the anonymous pedestrians of Wroclaw
the weight of bronze hearts sinks in anonymity below the junction daily traffic flows, feet tread and the disappeared return © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Carpe Diem Tanka Splendor #22 Teika’s 8th Tanka Writing Technique – Novel Treatment (prompt: blues) and linked to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Tuesday Platform In today’s episode of […]
Afternoon in Wroclaw
Autumn sepia-tints gathering clouds copper: at three o’clock the day is already drawing curtains on a red and white chimney rising from the other bank of the Oder, piercing the horizon, its smoke a white wind sock frozen while the weather takes a breath. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille […]
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