Sky of robin egg blue splits; zigzags crack across its shell, spill sun, a yellow yolk, a glue uniting buttercup and gorse. Midas rays riffle ponds and pools, spark mayfly nymphs that break the surface like gilded bubbles in their ghostly mating rituals. Sunlight joins the dance, dives into chickweed, surfaces to gleam on slippery […]
Month: June 2017
Blessing in Disguise
In darkened rooms with curtains pulled to banish day, we welcome gloom, unaware of gaps allowing rays to bathe our eyes – sadness consoles grievers, a blessing in disguise. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics – Blessings Paul tells us that he has been reading Anam […]
Sixties’ Summers
I have always associated summer months with my childhood in the sixties, with the holidays stretching out ahead of me. Mostly I was bored and missed the routine of school. But there were so many days spent with my grandfather in his garden, splashing under the hose when we should have been watering the roses. […]
Loomery
Guillemots huddle on a cliff ledge; indifferent in monochrome, they’re packed together to the edge. Experienced and fully fledged like pilots from an aerodrome, guillemots huddle on a cliff ledge. Hidden by coarse and salty sedge that sprouts among the seaside foam, they’re packed together to the edge. The ridge is a place of anchorage, […]
Heavy Plant Crossing
The country road tilts and blends into a sudden blind bend, overhung with bush and tree, so dense that, at first, I do not see a red and white sign erupting from a pile of soil: heavy plant crossing. My imagination runs riot with giant hogweed and triffids evolved from seeds that drifted down from […]
Pepper
She offers him a bright red capsicum, a lonely heart, filled with peppery seeds. She holds her breath, bares delicate, perfumed skin, anticipates a sharp knife’s sting: seeds are spilled, her heart sliced and diced into a hot stew, a […]
Midsummer Verges
Content in our garden’s leafy shade, I think back to weedy margins on a distant council estate, full of dandelions and significance, between pan-hot pavement and simmering black tar, a strip of withered grass, litter-strewn and dotted with dog mess, where bike wheels used to spin, click, tick; children clutched coins in sweaty hands at […]
Turnstone Insomnia
On the rocky shores of just after midnight and well before wave-break of day, turnstones tip pebbles, clatter in my head, and run across my shipwrecked bed, drenched with shadow-spray. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on rspb.org.uk My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Of Insomnia and Sleep In today’s prompt, Sanaa has […]
Leaning Into Storms
leaning into storms not grappling with gravity non-resistant pines Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on http://www.britannica.com My response to Carpe Diem #1207 Non-Resistance In this episode Chèvrefeuille is taking a closer look at the character of the Tibetan people. He reminds us that some time in the early fifties of the last century, China […]
Yoga in Tibet
dizzy from deep breath of yoga pose and balance stillness of mountains Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response to Carpe Diem #1206 Yoga (especially Tibetan 5 rites Yoga) In a new episode of our virtual journey through Tibet, Chèvrefeuille has introduced us to Tibetan Yoga, the union of mind, body and […]
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