Perspective in Yellow

Fields throbbing with electric yellow unfold to the foot of an ancient hill quizzically curved like Buddha’s eyebrow. The air zings with peppery pollen as rapeseed, with its Midas touch, starts to paint the landscape golden, and country people everywhere know that spring is finally here. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Sue Vincent’s […]

Vincent’s Valentine

Vincent said, “There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.” But Vincent, when you braved love’s snarling thicket, you didn’t expect nervous coughs in quiet rooms. You believed that fungus and algae are stronger together, survive every kind of weather. Now, you gaze at your lover and see no white doves but a […]

Words

Words are silent until they’re sung or spoken; secrets and promises waiting to be broken. Words in CAPITALS are silent screams; words in clouds are hopes and dreams; emboldened words are emphasised, important words italicised – but all remain silent until they are vocalised. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Poets United Midweek Motif: […]

Dream in a Teacup

Cradled in a teacup, her infused dream intertwines and rises with fragrant steam. She drowsily waits for lips to press porcelain and savour the sweetness of flowers of jasmine, lotus and hibiscus, unfurling below the liquid meniscus. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics: Inspired by Art! –  also linked to […]