I can feel it. Thereis something in the air,a change in temperature,in the breezeand the trees,that tells me summerwill soon be donningits mourning cloak,while I celebrate,a fiery skipper,the autumn leafwith its lustrous copper.I’ll write a sonnet on a rusty-tipped pagebefore making my autumn pilgrimage. Kim M. Russell, 4th August 2026 Merril is our host for […]
Category: Poems
Peach
Summer is nearly over when it comes tofruit, especially peaches. We thinkthey are so ephemeral that wemust keep them in the fridge so we candelight in their fuzzy beauty until we eattheir shimmering flesh, swallow apink and golden sunset.We declare ourselves convicted,guilty of a crime as old asLilith — sharing forbidden fruit. Weknow what we […]
Hope in the Morning
I feel it first thing in the morning:in the bubble and sparkle of early birdsong; the play of light on the bedroom wall;Luna the cat waiting by her bowl; the tranquillity of tai chi;reading words from our poetry community. No radio or television, and no news.Just a new day in all its hues. I inhale […]
A Whiffle of Geese
From the melting mist on a distant hill,In a welter of water, there’s overhead whiffling.Then from unknown skies, skeins of geese arrive,twisting and turning, climbing and falling. There’s a green wave of a distant hill,It’s an ocean of grass where the breezes sing,And from unknown skies skeins of geese arrive,Twisting and turning, climbing and falling. […]
Tight Squeeze
Heels tapped on the pavement, cracked red patent flashed ’Stop!’She could only go, despite the pinch on her little toe.Her sister’s shiny red leather rubbed her blisters raw.She had none of her own, no trainers, boots or sandals to her name.She had sold everything to fund her habit, to keep her sane.If she’d read the […]
Constant
You are a valuethat never changes,not only, as Joni sang,constant in the darkness. You’re a rationalnumber to my irrational,I am no simple fraction,more cardinal than ordinal. We are equalin our emotional equation,our problems solvedby a mutual algorithm, an expression of our union,forever constant. Kim M. Russell, 22nd July 2026 It’s Wednesday and time for counting, […]
Simple Treasures
These I have loved:half-light stealthily tip-toeing through gaps in blinds,mottled with shadows; mist and fog that drifts and creepsfrom field to field, muffling the rumble of traffic on damp streets; hues of leaves clinging tightly to autumn trees, the crunchunderfoot of those already fallen; lacy cobwebs wovenacross garden gates, strung with diamond drops of dew,sparkling […]
rosary of words on Spillwords
My poem, rosary of words, has been published on Spillwords today: Rosary of Words, a poem by Kim M. Russell at Spillwords.com
Asking the Right Question
Three letter questions, like how,who and why, dosend me off on a tangent. Have youmeandered among those words? Have you everbeen lost in a how? We will never knowif we have been taken forfools, but it is certain,in the world in which we live today, thatthe rich and powerful do not care what youthink, how […]
Grandma’s Letter
As a child, I knew her handwritingfrom shopping lists,birthday and Christmas cards,a note to the milkman –but what a gift! A sole written letter,the only one she wrote to me,tucked away in my old photo box. Her voice echoes in wordspainstakingly formed,her giggle hides in each squiggle,her eyes sparkle in each loop. A reminder that […]
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