November shivers oaks no longer cling to rust frost is in the air Kim M. Russell, 30th November 2018] My response to Carpe Diem #1556 fleeting autumn (yuku aki) In the final episode of November 2018, in which we have been celebrating the beauty of autumn, we have a classical kigo, ‘fleeting autumn’ (yuku aki), […]
Month: November 2018
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 […]
Dewy Mushrooms
mushrooms not yet that many days of autumn dew a forest of ashen moons sprouting from the earthy mulch pine mushroom with its ragged top it’s like a pine tree snowy spores a prediction early sprinkling of winter glistening dew not spilling from bush clover still it sways the watery weight of dawn in a […]
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 […]
On the Road to Winter
such glamour of leaves a blaze of gold and copper heading down the road Kim M. Russell, 26th November 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1552 autumn colours along the highway (CD Imagination) It’s the final week of Carpe Diem’s month of autumn celebration and today we have an image for inspiration, which was taken […]
Almost Home
Yesterday I returned from a visit to my daughter. We celebrated her birthday and I babysat my grandson when her husband took her out for a meal. It was only for a few days but, while the journey there went smoothly and took only a couple of hours, the return took much longer than expected. […]
Waiting for Rain
As I walk among the willows, following the dried-up brook, I stumble on its hidden hollows, pebble beds and twisting roots, and brittle leaves crunch underfoot. Autumn leaves, a beetles feast, release a sweet scent of decay: pollen, dust and shrivelled weeds waiting for the autumn rain to come and flush them out again. Kim […]
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