On Friday night the doorbell rang. She opened up and there he stood, in his hands a sunset of roses, plump petals fragrant with promises. By Monday they had wilted, petals browning, stems slimy, pungent, sick with stagnant water, in a storm of greenfly. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Another poem in response to dVerse Poets […]
Month: June 2017
Honeysuckle Storm
I didn’t know lightning could smell sweet that thunder could hum a gentle beat and in the middle of a heavy metal summer song so dark it’s light so right it’s wrong I see a bee on a rose in a storm of honeysuckle Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille […]
Parallel World
In a parallel world I’m a party girl excited by background noise, pungent smoke and sweat of boys. I tend to do what I please to awestruck lovers on their knees, whose nerves are weak and pulses strong; their mal de coucou will soon be gone when I spill their blood and quell their fire, […]
Om Mani Padme Hum
hushed tones of mantra echoing in the temple truth gift-wrapped in sound Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response to Carpe Diem #1200 Om Mani Padme Hum Continuing with the theme of Tibet, Chèvrefeuille explores the meaning of Om Mani Padme Hum and shares some of the background of a mantra known […]
Perpetuum Mobile
birds of rocks and spray tip pebbles on sun-drenched sand flip shells and seaweed – on the distant horizon summer is sparkling in salt Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on rspb.org.uk My response to Chèvrefeuille’s Gift to You to Celebrate Our First Luster of Carpe Diem Haiku Kai #4 reprise “perpetuum mobile” In a […]
Golden Breeze
winter grief’s melted by golden breeze through green shade sparkling pool of tears Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem’s Time Travel, Ancient Japanese Poetry To Inspire You #1 little I should grieve Chèvrefeuille welcomes us to a new feature for ‘weekend meditation’, in which he takes us back to a time when […]
We saw it on the news…
a couple of hours after emerging from theatre darkness into the rain-streaked copper lightness of a warm summer’s Saturday night; Londoners and tourists alike streamed into the Underground, unaware that on London Bridge people were falling down, run down by extremists, and Borough Market was being knifed in the beat of its open, friendly heart. […]
Giants once roamed here… by Kim M. Russell
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The Loss of Intimacy
She bustles in, weighed down with his clean underwear, pyjamas, barley water and boiled sweets, his reading glasses, now repaired, holding back wisps of her grey hair. She has to catch the bus at the same time every day and sit for hours, making repetitive small-talk with a man who doesn’t know her name, has forgotten, […]
Arcadia Revisited
Return with me to the safe embrace of mountains, a poetic place where sky kisses sea. Come sail with me above crashing waves, to sandy bays with hidden caves, an unspoiled wilderness, where mermaids lilt silvery melodies, descant to the ocean’s harmonies, in praise of the exquisiteness of Arcadia. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image […]
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