Grassy scree sweeps, a crumpled quilt on windblown moors, broken only by thistles like globe artichoke heads and a sole skull, once warm and woolly but now long dead – no skeleton, the only backbone formed by distant tors. Bowing stiffly before the threatening gale, sedge clumps hiss and escaping hoverflies hum a monotone refrain. […]
Month: October 2018
October Sonnet
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 […]
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 […]
She is bold
and she is gold a yellow globe of chrysanthemum joyful and optimistic unfurling in the sun in her heart the warmth of summer rustling gently in the breeze among burnished falling leaves ready to mourn on the old year’s tomb. Kim M. Russell, 7th October 2018 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Tuesday Poetics: What’s […]
Inkstone
poet’s brush is full black shadows from an inkstone forming words Kim M. Russell, 9th October 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1518 Inkstone and pencil (free style) Chèvrefeuille says that nowadays we have computers, tablets and smart-phones but in Basho’s days they used inkstone and a pencil. He has reminded us of a previous […]
Alien
This October I am happy that another of my poems has been included in Volume 5, Chapter 12 of the Visual Verse Anthology. You can find it on page 22 or you can follow the link to ‘Alien‘.
Hope
while leaves are falling hope flows in a fresh young shoot surprised by late sun Kim M. Russell, 8th October 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1517 Hope (Imagination) This month all of the Carpe Diem prompts follow the letters of the alphabet and today we have the letter H. The challenge is an imagination […]
Sharing
Our cats are generous, they really like to share, filling the house with litter smells and their moulted hair. The yuckiest thing they share with us is left outside the house: the bloody feathers of a bird or the insides of a chewed-up mouse. Kim M. Russell, 8th October 2018 My response to dVerse Poets […]
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