hooded darkness spilling on the first light snow shadow of the moon hooded darkness not even a star shaped hole in the bowl of the sky spilling on the first light snow a poet’s fresh ink inspiration shadow of the moon flying past its silver face a skein of snow geese Kim M. Russell, 17th […]
Day: January 17, 2019
Sonnet to a Poet’s Hands
The young man’s hands were slender, quick and strong, composing sonnets to his unknown muse, creating worlds in drama and in song to challenge the emotions and amuse. The busy writer’s hands were stained with ink and words. His skin was cracked and raw with rhyme. The scratching of the pen spurred him to think […]
Selma the Cryptic Cryptid
A cryptic cryptid, Selma’s obscured in the icy depths of Lake Seljord through the long, dark Norwegian winters. She surfaces during hot, quiet summers, playing hide and seek in the fjords, searching for love with an elusive mate, another ferocious monster of the lake. Kim M. Russell, 17th January 2019 My response to Imaginary Garden […]
Tightropes and Stilts Revisited
The long and precarious tightrope walk stopped when I left the big top of teaching. Now I walk on creative stilts, sometimes teetering, sometimes tumbling into a safety net of words and rhyme. I don’t worry because I have the time. Kim M. Russell, 17th January 2019 My response to Poets United Midweek Motif ~ […]
Withered Leaves
withered and brown clinging to a sappy twig last leaf on the tree Kim M. Russell, 17th January 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1586 withered leaves ‘Withered leaves’ is the modern kigo for today and it’s been taken from Jane Reichhold’s Dictionary of Haiku, section: winter, subsection: plants. We also have example haiku from […]
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