Mothspell

I wander in the standing stones, gather objects for potions: hemlock parts and gossamer, eye of toad and an owl’s feather. A celestial light show sparks and suddenly, without a flutter, a moth is trapped in a halo of moonlight and I am  rapt; lured by a death head’s powdered pinion – a fatal attraction. […]

Angels and Stars

Stone angels form a guard of honour outside a mausoleum door visible from the open gate where the mourners assemble and wait. Whether it’s a simple grave or tomb, when hair, nails and flesh are gone all that’s left is stardust and bone. Kim M. Russell, 1st November 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with […]

10th October 1992

(a traced poem inspired by ‘Moment’ by Carol L. Gloor) At the moment of our reunion, I am cooking vegetarian lasagne. No meat, no male scent in this house of females, only the exhaust of distance. I hadn’t seen you in twenty years. I recognised you, the younger you I left behind. I am back […]

In the Street of the Sky – a quadrille

Audacious night is out there scattering poems again like snowflakes, frost or fallen stars, all over the street of the sky. Full of wonder, at the open window, all I can do is watch carefully in case night accidentally drops one in my lap. Kim M. Russell, 23rd August 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden […]

Echoes of Ireland

mournful uilleann pipes drift down from misty mountains rain and tradition Kim M. Russell, 20th August 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1500 Where the rivers flow, Irish folkmusic In today’s journey on the folk music quest, we are travelling to Ireland, where I lived at the beginning of the 1980s and where my daughter […]

Lovely As

A poem lovely as flight is when I can follow the light of sun, moon or stars, navigate the earth’s magnetic field, exploring new paths revealed like a bird, and always know my flyway home. Kim M. Russell, 16th August 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Micro Poetry: A Poem Lovely As […]