Life had become a no-man’s land bristling with blackened stumps and fallen trunks, an ancient bog where once a forest grew – until the fog of despair doused the light that had burned strong and bright, destroyed by passion out of control. Shrouded peat was pocked with charcoal and twisted roots eroded toxic soil. Between […]
autumnal balloons say goodbye to summer blue urban migration Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #206
a ripened cherry embarrassed by the high sun low moon swims with stars Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem Crossroads #2 the summer moon In this new weekly feature, we have two haiku by two very different haiku poets: a thousand gallons shower from the eaves… cherry blossoms © Issa and it […]
wooden rocking horse gallops through budding forests imagination Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1392 A Children’s Game Today’s poem, ‘A Children’s Game’, has been taken from The Essential Rumi by Coleman Barks.