We were driving across the flat North Norfolk landscape after a visit to my father-in-law, dark beet fields stretching out on both sides of the road and no other vehicles to be seen. It was dusk, the clouds were low and the car’s heater couldn’t shake the chill in the air. Light was fading fast. […]
Day: November 13, 2017
Seed of Wisdom
red poppies linger promise of oblivion or red remembrance Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem #1233 Seed of Wisdom I’ve just returned to the Rubaiyat after being ill for a few days and we have leapt to Quatrain XXVIII. Today’s episode is called ‘seed of wisdom’. With them the seed of Wisdom […]
Bird Sky
disturbed flock of birds takes wing, wheeling and turning, pouring from the sky Kim M. Russell, 2017 My twenty-ninth response to Carpe Diem Winter Retreat 2017: Life is Beautiful
Helvetia’s Ribs
Celtic sand-scumbled Helvetia’s ribs, half-emerged, reach for the sunlight; nibbled by Atlantic waves, disappearing day by day. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My twenty-eighth response to Carpe Diem Winter Retreat 2017: Life is Beautiful A sight I would like to see before the waves eat her away: the remains of the Helvetia, shipwrecked near Rhosili on […]
Winter Percussion
showers of hailstones beating tattoos on windows drumming in winter Kim M. Russell, 2017 My twenty-seventh response to Carpe Diem Winter Retreat 2017: Life is Beautiful
Last Colours of Autumn
weak sun filters through unfolds dull skirts of winter faded foliage Kim M. Russell, 2017 My twenty-sixth response to Carpe Diem Winter Retreat 2017: Life is Beautiful
writing in north norfolk 