I look out on a bright October day, bewitched by wanton sun and shadow-play. The blush of autumn spreads its leafy hues and drips its blood in scarlet vesicles. Horse-chestnuts, heavy-laden, start to rust, their tumbled conkers lying in the dust; with spiny shells, some squashed and some half-split, they wink the brown eye of […]
Day: October 11, 2018
Kanshicho
comfy in bed I listen to the night breeze rustling leaves Kim M. Russell, 11th October 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1520 Kanshicho … in the way of Chinese poetry (free-styling with haiku) I can’t believe we have already reached the letter K f- or Kanshicho, a free-style haiku form that Carpe Diem explored […]
A Junicho Year
leaf-fall beneath a growing pile an acorn among the red, gold and brown a splash of purple crocus walking in fog through the softness of a glove I feel your hand footsteps echo together with the beating of our hearts in the graveyard heads of faded flowers droop frost-muted crossing the bridges of time quiet […]
Owl Talk
By the light of a quince-bright moon a pair of snowy owls flew low and silent, newly arrived from frost-bound wastes, feathers invisible against a silver birch, hungry for a taste of fresh mice and voles. In an ancient ash, a tawny owl, swivelled its head, blinked its eyes and hooted long and low, a […]
