“You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed.” Antoine de Saint-Exupery My soul was like the wind, unleashed and flying free, until you claimed me. You wrapped my giggling gales around your hands, span my tornado until I was dizzy, strung up with your kite of love. Now I am hanging from the branches […]
Category: Poems
Cracks
“The argument of the broken window pane is the most valuable argument in modern politics.” Emmeline Pankhurst It started as soon as the window was replaced, like a vein pulsing in the corner of the pane. The frame was warped, it was a botch job, and nobody wanted to take the blame. More cracks appeared, […]
the roundest word
the roundest word I know is bounce a happy dog a curl of hair a rainbow-coloured beach ball in the air happy feet on rubber soles the echoing cheer for a winning goal the bending note of a down-tuned bass an astronaut in space Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille: […]
When Crows Cry
I perch on my usual branch, feathers shivering, sharp eyes surveying the naked winter- weathered landscape, depressed by concrete cloud. I open my frost-numbed beak, rip the air with one loud cry, release crow-black pain into the sky. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt – Crow #writephoto
Relief
Time has drawn a relief map, traced contours, filled this skin with flaws and points of reference: dimples, moles and scars, a geography of life, and with it the relief of night-sky freedom and earthy wisdom. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Poetry about the Body and linked to dVerse […]
Suddenly a Jay
A dreary winter morning metamorphoses with the fell swoop of a jay, a flash of cobalt among damp fox-brush bracken and berries lit up like Christmas lights left hanging long past Twelfth Night. The garden seethes with moisture but a chink of peachy sunshine spreads its wings and smiles on this January Sunday. Kim M. […]
Queen of Fireflies
The flames in her eyes gradually die; small fires still burn in the ice, the diamonds in her crown. Cold comfort for a firefly. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Camera FLASH! Kerry says it’s time to strike a pose again with the photographic challenge for January, which comes […]
Window
The window is closed and all the scents of summer are trapped behind its pane. No bee’s buzz can penetrate the glass, no refreshing breeze can pass to relieve me of the pain of winter chill. But in the window of my mind, I can still see the shadow-play of roses and leaves on the […]
Struggling to Think
I have never known complete silence. Just pin pricks in the backdrop of white noise, where darkness seeps into quiet moments. Memories rain into my never empty mind, daydreams creep up and worry at my imagination like dogs with bones, persistent ringing of the telephone, or the doorbell. Traffic passes, […]
Open
The door to another year has opened to let me in – or is it out? Chill air wakens my lungs, new and fresh it forces me to breathe deeply, open my lips and sing with the promise of green buds and snowdrops, old friends and new birth. I just have to step out the […]
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