moon in the window weeping flutes and animals mad souls drunk on wine Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1390 The Flute Weeps In a new episode, we have another poem by Rumi for inspiration: The Flute Weeps the flute weeps to the pacing drum the drunken camel rises from its knees […]
Day: March 15, 2018
Phantom Shadorma
snow ghosts drift in a late blizzard rags tattered dignity phantoms of the fantastic suspended in ice and we hide behind heavy drapes misty panes bated breath while winter and spring battle it out once again Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar: Phantom Form – Shadorma Amaya is […]
Growing Old
I may have a senior railcard and silver streaks in my hair, but my fallen leaves rustle and sing like the dancing leaves of early spring. No flying south for winter, I’m no grizzled, dingy skipper but a quiet blue or marbled white, gently fanning the paling light. When I pull on my Dr Marten’s […]
Shepherd’s Warning
Early this morning the sky screamed at me a red warning that echoed off branches and filled the garden with icy chill so I filled my lungs with daybreak and screamed back. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Scream Sumana asks us if we have ever come to that […]
Begging Bowl
empty begging bowl a promise trapped in a crack single grain of rice Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1389 Begging Bowl This month we are reading the poems of Rumi. Chèvrefeuille reminds us that the haiku has roots in Zen Buddhism, which is why he has chosen today’s poem, because it […]
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