Trudging the path between the yew trees, Those harbingers of death and sorrow, Monks’ bare feet crush the dross of berries, Poisonous, red froth between their toes. Psittacism of holy mantras Below the prickle of green branches Drowns out the twittering of sparrows, The songs of blackbird, thrush and finches. The dull clapper of the […]
Month: January 2017
New Life
a speckled blue egg within the fragile membrane song of a new thrush Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on bbc.co.uk Second day of Carpe Diem’s Spring Retreat 2017 fragile beauty Chèvrefeuille has welcomed us to the Spring Retreat 2017. Last year we had two retreats: one in summer and one in winter. This year […]
The Tarot Crossroad
herbal incense cloud invokes the sorcerer’s muse which road should he choose until he can discover the secret of the diamonds? Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem #1125 The Road to Santiago is part of the Tarot. Today, Chèvrefeuille has told us about the connection between the Road to Santiago and the […]
A Breath of Spring
delicate beauty embellishing tree and verge fragrant breath of spring Kim M. Russell, 2017 My first response to Carpe Diem’s Spring Retreat 2017 fragile beauty Chèvrefeuille has welcomed us to the Spring Retreat 2017. Last year we had two retreats: one in summer and one in winter. This year he has planned four retreats following […]
Eyes Wide Open
At five o’clock, the moon’s face Peered into my window, Suspended in the space Between the branches of the willow, Pregnant with poetry. At six, I blindly tip-toed down the shadow Of the stairs, carefully Cradling my lunar embryo, Crooning a lullaby, a celestial tune To soothe the baby moon. At dawn, the poem was […]
Suspended
the road winds ahead below an insipid sky gulls ghost on the wind we are suspended in time waiting for the green of spring Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem #1124 time Today Chèvrefeuille is challenging us (again) with the prompt ‘time’, which we have seen several times before, but we are […]
Betrayal
She listened to their words, A choir of hungry birds That pecked at her heart, Pullng it apart To build a nest Within her breast. Emotions hatched, Bright eggs that cracked And split, still-birthed And trodden into earth. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Literary […]
Making Tracks
by the tracks locomotive breath made them cry at goodbye she stood at the platform’s edge he was on the train Kim M. Russell, 2017 Tracks My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix – January 14, 2016 Welcome back to Bastet, who has been thinking about doing a mix day of poetry and one of the various forms […]
Secrets of the Road
dusty boots and shoes rising and falling in step wear the pilgrims’ path discovering its secrets in every stone, bend and dip Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem #1123 the road is our teacher […] ” When you are moving toward an objective, It is very important to pay attention to the road. […]
Self Discovery
I left you behind to find out about myself found you in me too Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem #1122 leaving all behind This month we are on the Road to Santiago guided by Petrus and the novel The Pilgrmage by Paulo Coelho. After Paulo has learned the ’Seed Exercise’, he […]
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