Month: March 2018

Dream Catching

‘Then death comes like dawn’ (Rumi) elusive and free haunting moths in daybreak’s flame groggy death’s head dreams Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1395 The Dream This month we are exploring poems by the Mystical Poet from Persia, Rumi. Today’s poem is entitled ‘The Dream That Must Be Interpreted’ and has […]

Carved

An old track forges its way, draws seams through fields pierced and riddled with flint. Winding and following the contours of the valley, it hurdles the backbone of a hilly landscape, past a wind-carved rock of elephantine grey, a hollowed out echo of an ancient voice from long ago. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response […]

Bluebell Wood

Beech trees are coming into leaf, upper limbs foaming with translucent green leaves, softly crimped; all the spaces in between are dusted with bluebells and wood anemones. Lazuline seeps through branches, pools and floods: memories of childhood’s chimeless campanology and carpets of sky. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Poets United Midweek Motif ~ […]

Prodigal Soul

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 […]