She tries to see beyondthe contours of the marble torso, the pile of over-ripe bananasand the shadows of the building, to the boats by the harbour wall,the darkening sky and the coming storm. But her thoughts returnto sunshine and shadow, the dimple in the statue’s backsideand the bruised yellow of fruit about to rotin the […]
Month: July 2025
Fishing the Moon
She is puckered up like a strange kissin the mourning jet of midnight’s pond. She quivers her fins, a shimmering silver moonfishin a Piscean circle, meeting herself mirrored among ripples, before she sinks like a stonefishinto sad little couplets of morning. Kim M. Russell, 28th July 2025 It’s Monday and time for us to write […]
On the Anniversary of Her Death
Like sky maps sketched in the bird brainsof flocks and vees of geesethat fly overhead, the contours and plainsof my late mother’s faceare dyed deep in my genes, a treasured stainthat cannot be erased.Outside, frost stiffens and silvers remainsof leaves. Again, I saygoodbye. Kim M. Russell, 24th July 2025 It’s Thursday and time to meet […]
10 years with WordPress!
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Sweet
They are lifesavers,those deep dark nights away from city lights,when we gaze at the Milky Way,ooh and ah at a starburst, and go to beddreaming of light travellingacross the universe to present uswith sweet delights. Kim M. Russell, 22nd July 2025 It’s Tuesday and time for Poetics at the dVerse Poets Pub, this week with […]
One Black Day
It was like a raincloud was waiting to pour down on me. I had just waved goodbye to my oldest friend, who was starting a new life abroad with a man I never liked but, for her, I would have learnt to love. Black days, like bright ones, stretched ahead. Determined to forget them, I […]
Shark Eyes
Cold, dead and beautifullyblue as the depthsof the ocean,sharks have sinister eyesalmost as sharpas their teethin shady underwater. Sharks sleepwith their eyes wide open.Sharks have no soul;seeing only in monochrome,there is no colour in their lives,not even redin the blood they shed. Kim M. Russell, 15th July 2025 It’s Tuesday and, at the dVerse Poets […]
Geometry
Earth tone structures throwa geometry of shadows,some angled, some ragged,in the punishing sun.Windows reflect light until it grabs the cityand shakes it by the scruff,plays pick-up sticks with chimney stacksand hide-and-seek with sky-lights.There is no shade, just brick and concrete,from skyscraper roof to urban street.Inside, cool air hiccups from air-conditioning;outside, exhaust belches from traffic,suffocating the […]
The Return
The click of the keyturning in the lockis always a surprise,as if I don’t belong,or the key’s wrong.The door opens,the dust settles,I make a cup of tea,put my feet up and inhalethe scent of home. Kim M. Russell, 14th July 2025 I’m happy to be returning to the dVerse Poets Pub today after two weeks […]
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