Two tankas in response to Carpe Diem #925 Love Once an innocent, Delicate, blossoming bud, Love suddenly comes alive, Exploding like an atom Expanding our universe. You left me alone, A stone washed up on the beach But when you return, I awaken in your hands, Glistening with foam and sand. © Kim M. Russell, […]
Category: Journal
My daily journal: comments, thoughts and poetry on daily events.
Traces of the Girl
Response to Me, Myself and I…or is it? dVerse Meeting the Bar Sometimes I catch a glimpse of her In a mirror or shop window, See traces of the girl she used to be. Critical of the gained weight, Disappearing definition, Laughter lines And silver threads in her hair. I try to love her, Feel […]
More of The Wild Swans
Stave 6 When Elisa awoke, they were far from land And so high in the air she thought she was dreaming, Until she found berries and roots in her hand, Gathered by her youngest brother. Far below them, a sailing ship floated, A white gull on the waves. They flew all day Ahead of a […]
When the mask slips
My response to Carpe Diem #924 humour (reprise) Tears drip from rouged lips When the circus is over And the mask slips Brightly polished performance Ephemeral laughter grips © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on Pinterest
Cloudbusting
My response to Bastet’s One Month of Haiga – Clouds Short-lived shape shifters Airy giants and castles Warnings in the sky Dreaming of patches of blue Always a promise of rain © Kim M. Russell, 2016
Direction Unknown
My response to Through the Eye of Bastet One month of Haiga – Direction Off the beaten track Taking the road less travelled Finding the path back © Kim M. Russell, 2016
A Rare Visit
My response to dVerse poetry Pub Poetics: Listen to the Mockingbird Silvery light slipped through the blind Scratching at the edges of her mind A faded monochrome Distant dream of home In the garden a thrush trilled its morning song Another bird began to sing along A different timbre and yet the same She sat […]
Who Knows Where?
My response to HBHATNAGAR Two Phrase Story #28 Hbhatnagar provides the first phrase and you complete the sentence and we see in how many different directions one thought can be taken. Today’s phrase: ‘A gentle zephyr blew…’ My attempt ‘…pollen of a thousand sunflowers across the landscape, to bloom who knows where.’ Image found on www.deviantart.com Your […]
Vain Warbler
No I am not procrastinating! I worked for several hours on the revision of the Prologue and Chapter One of Joe and Nelly and have rewarded myself with a shadorma in response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #101. I was going to venture out with my camera this afternoon but am looking out of the window […]
Procrastination
I cannot believe that I am procrastinating with poetry! The plan was to warm up with one or two poems a day (whether that’s haiku, sonnet or something longer) and then move on to revising the novel. But I have been up since the early morning playing with words and now it’s gone 10 and […]
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