Mammoth

Crumbling into the sea, we grasp our inheritance. The one remaining link lies deep beneath the waves: Doggerland, a path that mammoths dared to tread before extinction. Thousands of years dead, bones are their only testament: phosphorus to fertilise our green and pleasant land. Kim M. Russell, 23rd September 2019 My response to dVerse Poets […]

American Sentence in Purple

French kisses bruise the sky as I cartwheel through clouds of purple. Kim M. Russell, 23rd September 2019 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Bits of Inspiration: The Colours in a Song Susie is our host today with a prompt that asks us to experiment with synaesthesia, in particular the colour of music. […]