November Dawn

Morning creeps on feline feet gentle and velvety dark, clambers over the garden gate and lands in dewy grass. She dances in between the trees, her light translucent glass, leaving dewy diamonds wherever her feet pass. Kim M. Russell, 29th November 2018 My response to Poets United Midweek Motif: Morning Poem Sumana asks us to […]

No Vacancies

in vacant windows no chintzy drapes or roses just my reflection staring back from the darkness or a ghostly resident Kim M. Russell, 27th November 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1554 Haunted Houses (modern kigo) Today’s modern kigo, ‘haunted houses’,  has been taken from Jane Reichhold’s Dictionary of Haiku, from the section autumn and […]

Field Fire

stubble still crackles burnt fields quiver their dry voices whisper in devastation’s backwind blackened trees shiver letting fly blackened bark and leaves – a whirlwind of charcoal and dust Kim M. Russell, 26th November 2018 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics: Fire up that Creativity, also linked to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Tuesday […]

Waving

carried on the wind pampas grass and summer birds waving our goodbyes carried on the wind from tops of snowy mountains chilled scent of winter pampas grass and summer birds become memories feathery plumes waving our goodbyes until the cherries blossom long dark days ahead Kim M. Russell, 27th November 2018   My response to […]

Waiting

I am waiting for the rain to stop. When it does, I will pull on wellies, shrug on a well-worn waterproof jacket and wrap a woollen scarf around my neck, ready for a walk in the woods. Raindrops trickle down the window pane in a race against time. I am waiting for the rain to […]