Water

the words of water having no punctuation flow around pebbles and rocks wearing down to silt words roll from ripples pop from bubbles and sparkle in foam and crystals forming sub-zero dirges words melt into spring filling ditches and gutters gurgling and splashing with the plump plopping of dew and rain dripping and dropping Kim […]

Past Peonies

Grandfather’s garden I pick peony petals fading on dry soil Grandfather’s garden haven of childhood summers no clouds in the sky I pick peony petals silky frills of deep cerise my secret friends fading on dry soil distant memories and tears his watering can Kim M. Russell, 16th August 2019 My response to Carpe Diem […]