Safe in her Pocket

She sees through his bravado, a juvenile planet Earth peeping through Saturn’s halo. His stretched open lips reveal his innermost fears and his soul slips down his cheek. She pulls apart his terrors, soothes his pain and with one look, pockets his heart. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Andi Abdul Halil My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie […]

Fractured by Traffic

On the village green, bones of goalposts lean at both ends of the empty pitch. I ring-a-round-a-rosy, hugging sidelines, daisy-stitched, tanging of cut grass. Each time it passes, it fractures the stillness, the arrhythmic ebb and flow of traffic as it comes and goes. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille […]

Feather

I hold the fragile, hollow shaft bone carefully between fingers and thumb, study its iridescent greens and blues playing tricks and changing hues as I turn it in the light. In this fractal fragment of flight, old now, discarded and renewed, I sense the sorrowful stare of eyes, preserved forever in a poet’s quill, in […]