fork lightning crackles as we shelter from the rain a cricket blows past Kim M. Russell, 11th November 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1542 Crickets (modern kigo) This month we are celebrating the beauty of autumn with the theme ‘the leaves are falling’, using classical and non-classical kigo (season words) and haiku by Basho, […]
Month: November 2018
Just Sleeping
deep hibernation everything is suspended single amber leaf Kim M. Russell, 11th November 2018 My response to Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #58 Quest for A New Masterpiece ‘autumn’ This weekend, our challenge is a quest for a new autumn haiku or tanka masterpiece. To create a masterpiece, we have to ‘play’ with the classical rules […]
Love Eternally Day 27
a single poppy is all it takes to picture rows of lost boys’ graves Kim M. Russell, 11th November 2018 My response to Carpe Diem’s Autumn Retreat 2018 Love Eternally It’s time for Carpe Diem’s Autumn Retreat, a period of 30 days to write haiku or tanka every day on a specific theme: ‘love eternally’. […]
November Poppies
the war was over her childhood sweetheart didn’t return and those blood-red out-of-season poppies bloomed each year in November Kim M. Russell, 11th November 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Fussy Little Forms: Cherita also linked to Poets United Poetry Pantry This weekend Marian brings us the cherita, a form created by […]
Love Eternally Day 26
emerging early from the warm darkness of bed a poem beckons Kim M. Russell, 10th November 2018 My response to Carpe Diem’s Autumn Retreat 2018 Love Eternally It’s time for Carpe Diem’s Autumn Retreat, a period of 30 days to write haiku or tanka every day on a specific theme: ‘love eternally’. The last five […]
Love Eternally Day 25
we open our eyes night rain has left a sparkle another morning Kim M. Russell, 10th November 2018 My response to Carpe Diem’s Autumn Retreat 2018 Love Eternally It’s time for Carpe Diem’s Autumn Retreat, a period of 30 days to write haiku or tanka every day on a specific theme: ‘love eternally’. The last […]
Evening
evening comes wrapped in sea fog tied with webs untangled only by light from the pale face of […]
Eldritch
You wait for the third hoot of owl to flutter down the chimney but the only sound to gild the shadows is the silence of moonlight, broken only by the slap of feet across the kitchen floor. Through the back-door window, the wind waltzes with the willow, the one-two-three ghost steps of branches rustle on […]
Ebbing
Everything is ebbing: the sun our lives the leaves the grass the waves the mist our breaths on frosty mornings clouds and streams hopes and […]
Escape to Make-Believe
facts are cold with hard edges they keep me awake at night I crave the misty blur of make-believe and fiction when imagination slips between the covers I am in another world place or time and even though they were written by another the facts are all mine Kim M. Russell, 8th November 2018 My […]
writing in north norfolk 