on the lake’s surface a porcelain sky shimmers snow cloud reflections Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem’s Winter Retreat 2018 Peace Within For Carpe Diem’s Winter Retreat 2018, Chèvrefeuille has challenged us to create a haiku or tanka inspired on the theme of ‘Peace Within’ every day during a period of 30 […]
Month: January 2018
Sinbad’s Voyage Part 2
ocean’s lullaby borne on wings of giant birds restless wanderlust Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1348 Theme Week ep.2 The Second Voyage of Sinbad
Peace Within Day 1
in the golden hour everything falls into place serene afterglow Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem’s Winter Retreat 2018 Peace Within On the first day of Carpe Diem’s Winter Retreat 2018, Chèvrefeuille challenges us to create a haiku or tanka inspired on the theme of ‘Peace Within’ every day during a period […]
the roundest word
the roundest word I know is bounce a happy dog a curl of hair a rainbow-coloured beach ball in the air happy feet on rubber soles the echoing cheer for a winning goal the bending note of a down-tuned bass an astronaut in space Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille: […]
Sinbad’s Voyage Part 1
strange creatures and kings adventure billows the sails sleeping whale awakes Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1347 Theme Week ep.1 The First Voyage of Sindbad Chèvrefeuille tells us that, according to 1001 Nights, Sinbad made seven major voyages; today he has shared the story of his first voyage.
The Dust of Stars
silence the dust of stars shining radiance © Jane Reichhold essence of the universe filling the darkness of space brightness mistress of the stars the benign moon beaming a sliver of smile arching a quizzical brow questions celestial equations each night an answer lessons of experience written in […]
Stroll
This January morning is frost-crisp, wisps of cloud streak the sky, my boots scrape and tinkle gravel where the field rumples, crumples like a fresh white cover over storm-tossed limbs, frozen furrows, hedgerows, overgrown and winter-scented. Tormented by tingling fingers and toes, nose numb and coat buttons come undone, I greet the early magpie, high […]
The Fame and Fortune of Sinbad the Sailor
perfumes and riches mask a darker adventure the rewards of spring Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1346 The Seven Voyages of Sinbad the Sailor (introduction to the Theme week) In a new episode of CDHK, we have been introduced to Sinbad The Sailor and his seven voyages around the globe, in […]
In which I nearly meet the Heffalump again
Down a dark hole, I was thinking about the different ways that I could get out, when it fell on me – it had fur and a snout – and said aloud with a Pooh-like air ‘A Very Bad Accident to Pooh Bear’. I called out ‘Pooh! I’m underneath you, trapped in a hole without […]
When Crows Cry
I perch on my usual branch, feathers shivering, sharp eyes surveying the naked winter- weathered landscape, depressed by concrete cloud. I open my frost-numbed beak, rip the air with one loud cry, release crow-black pain into the sky. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt – Crow #writephoto
writing in north norfolk 