the proudest moment uttering a new word – clock he’s not even two Kim M. Russell, 9th January 2020 My response to Carpe Diem #1794 New Beginnings: new born Today’s challenge is to create haiku, tanka or other form of Japanese poetry on the theme of ‘new born’, and can be about new born babies, […]
Month: January 2020
Breaking the Silence of January
After the revelry of Christmas and New Year, the silence of January is solid as a block of ice, occasionally melting into shifting swathes of mist grey as wood pigeons and musty house mice. No gentle coo, whistle or twitter of birds, the day is mute; no body warmth or human words until the fire’s […]
New Year’s Morning
New Year’s morning the first day begins in the same dream Jane Reichhold (1937-2016) unfolding from feathered fog spring starts to reveal itself Kim M. Russell, 8th […]
Enigma
We need iron in our blood to carry oxygen from lungs to cells, and yet iron left in damp air will rust and its shiny grey will crust with red. The earth is rich and hard with iron, mined for making steel, its solidity tempered and twisted into buildings, pylons and bridges, and its smoothness […]
The Last Day of a Winter Coat
a golden moment unfurling with the sun’s kiss yellow crocuses remove your hat, scarf and gloves unbutton that winter coat Kim M. Russell, 7th January 2010 My response to Carpe Diem #1793 New Beginnings: first day of spring In the second episode of this new CDHK month, which is all about ‘New Beginnings’, our challenge […]
And we begin again
The new year always makes me melancholy. The idea of having to start all over again is depressing, having been through it so many times in my life. I try to ignore it. On New Year’s Eve, I shut the curtains on fireworks and revelry, read a book and listen to music. The next day […]
New Year Promises
a new calendar promises of days to come green shoots of snowdrops Kim M. Russell, 6th January 2020 My response to Carpe Diem #1792 New Beginnings: New Year’s Day I am so pleased to see Carpe Diem back with a new prompt for the new year. Happy New Year, Chèvrefeuille, poets and visitors! The theme […]
Grey
January is the month of grey nuances, banks of cloud rarely broken by sun dances, mornings when light creeps slowly in a shadowy wrangle with the unholy darkness of a moonless, starless night. The light of grey is never bright, but in a corner of the charcoal grey a flash of snowdrops greets the new […]
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