Winter walked a thin, tight lightamong skeletal trees, so brightagainst the ashen sky. Quietsnowflakes painted branches white ~or were they glittering stars? ~ fluttering petals, opening buds,kissed by sun emerged from cloudsand birds that greeted spring aloud –to leave us fresh and greenly boughed. Kim M. Russell, 27th April 2021 My response to dVerse Poets […]
Day: April 27, 2021
The Midding Ghost
In death as in life,always on the outsidelooking in, skirting the crowd. Avoiding the loud,I listen through a cloud:I am the midding ghost – just haunting, not lost. Kim M. Russell, 27th April 2021 Image by Steinar Engeland on Unsplash My response to NaPoWriMo Day Twenty-Seven Today’s challenge is to write a poem inspired by […]
writing in north norfolk 