The Second to Last Bird of Sunset

I look up at a vacant sky; except for one small cloud and the inkling of a crescent moon it’s empty – and then, there they are, swerving, climbing, swooping, flocking into the sunset. Sometimes, as the sun drops into the dark slot of night, the second to last bird’s wings briefly singe, forever cast […]

Day 28 Spring Haiku

spring cleaning broken cobwebs steeped in dust last year’s memories grey feathers scattered among spring daisies young swans gather April showers confetti blossoms puddle spring promises Kim M. Russell, 28th April 2017 Image found on Pinterest On Day 28 of The Poetry School’s NaPoWriMo prompts, we are writing haiku. Ali doesn’t want us to bother […]