What has become of dragons? Do they leave trails of scales and seaweed on every rock and shore? Do dragons roar in echoes of thunderstorms, scorch burling clouds with lightning from their tails? Do dragons lurk in lava and ore deep within the earth’s core? What are they forging? Kim M. Russell, 3rd June 2019 […]
Month: June 2019
Native Town
my native town far, far away– burgeoning trees Santoka Taneda my native town smaller than I remember fading memories far, far away summer lasts forever drenched in peach juice burgeoning trees gentle breeze rustles petals scenting my dreams Kim M. Russell, 3rd June 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1673 Troiku Month […]
Unexpected Guests
gathering flowers unexpected guests come to dinner Jane Reichhold gathering flowers in the heat of the evening the shadows lengthen unexpected guests break the stillness of twilight knocking at the door come to dinner animated shadows spread from candlelight’s glow Kim M. Russell, 3rd June 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1672 Troiku Month (1) […]
Silent Pond
a nightingale’s song breaking silence of the pond flowering lotus a nightingale’s song warbling from the depths of night silvered by the moon breaking silence of the pond a breath of wind blows the reeds bubbles rise in mud flowering lotus a satellite of the moon orbiting the pond Kim M. Russell, 2nd June 2019 […]
Pollarded Bay
Over the years, I had grown from a tiny shrub into a tall bay tree, glossy and proud. I was home to various families of small birds, which fed on my berries, kept me company and amused me with their chattering and flittering in and out of my branches. Then came axe and saw, and […]
Sharp
Sharp-eyed and sharp-bladed, she emerges from the depths of the forest, where sharp grasses tangle and slice, vibrant berries belie poison and piercing thorns, and creatures crawl and creep, curious to see such beauty shining through the shadows. Sharp-eyed and sharp of tooth, they emerge from the depths of the forest, hungry for forgotten beauty. […]
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