Geese fly overhead, chain-stitched in a skein by the beat of wings. The gaggle alights on a lazy wind, flowing like water into the marshes, their harsh, hollow honks onomatopoeic echoes of winter past present future. Kim M. Russell, 26th July 2018 My poem for dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night This Thursday I’m hosting […]
grateful arms reach out sweet rain quenches thirsty tongues forget umbrellas Kim M. Russell, 26th July 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1484 pouring rain Chèvrefeuille says that they are having tropical weather in The Netherlands, with temperatures rising to almost 40 degrees Celsius. We have similar temperatures here in the UK and we need […]
in a red post box letters of hope and despair a well-trodden path Kim M. Russell, 26th July 2018 My daily response to Carpe Diem Summer Retreat 2018 Finding the Way At Carpe Diem, it’s time again for the traditional seasonal retreat: a period of 30 days in which the goal is to write a […]
a liquid sun-drop pollen-perfumed and bee-kissed summer lullaby Kim M. Russell, 26th July 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1483 Honey In this new episode of Imagination Without Limits, our inspiration is honey.