Born of hopes and dreams, roped to its creator by words, sounds, paint, clay or stone, each oeuvre becomes tactile blood, skin and bone. It exposes both the soul and heart – a demanding offspring, art. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #193 Also linked to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads […]
Category: Poems
A poem to sum up my feelings in this post.
Seahorses
Deafening silence; the germ of a noisy thought bubbles at its heart, ready to burst stars into gushing streams, rivers and mighty oceans that teem with life. Seahorses, short-snouted and spiny, tide-tangled in the briny, are eager to shed the waves and give the land a try. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Mindlovemisery’s […]
Dipping in Mist
First light bends, dips and sweeps through brackish shallows of mist, where weather-stained sheep graze on meagre brittle grass and rooks stab between the furrows of fields like crumbled Christmas cake, sprinkled with frost and ice-baked. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt – Mists – #writephoto
Reminder
We rise to weak sun in porcelain skies. Blizzards have gathered and frost lies hard under thick white blankets: a landscape of sleeping giants, mountains and steppes. Snow feathers land on a bare black hedge where, Christmas card cute, with sharp black eye and red breast burning against the snow, a robin reminds us that […]
The Sweetness of a Pear
Pale yellow-green tears pool in the fruit bowl. I choose one with a blush, hoping its shyness foretells flavour. Under a running tap, my pear gleams and drips. I use a tea towel to dab away its fears, buff the delicate skin, inhale its honey breath. I bare my teeth, sink them into gritty flesh, […]
Morning Shivers
Winter’s at its lowest ebb, with branches bare against low skies and frost crisp at the river’s edge. Dawn carves grooves into the ice formed on the garden pond, where grass seeds are petrified into brittle frozen fronds. Early morning has been captured in a sparkling silver sculpture. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to […]
Winter Time
hard frost glitters white blankets cover frozen earth icicles ring in crow-black trees and snowflakes intertwine in a gentle minuet Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem Weekend-Meditation #10 Fibo-ku winter time In this weekend’s new meditation, our challenge is a special kind of haiku, introduced a few years ago here at CDHK […]
Blowing his Own Trumpet
Pinocchio’s truthful nose swells and grows with lies but his eyes sink and skies grow black no way back now hijack fake news Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Fussy Little Forms: Than Bauk Marian has given us a big challenge with another fussy little form, the Burmese THAN […]
Cyborg Skin – a poem in Visual Verse
Another poem has been included in the December issue, Vol. 5, Chapter 2 of the online Visual Verse anthology. You can find my poem on page 22 or you can link directly to the poem, entitled ‘Cyborg Skin’.
Giant Shoes
Bits of twig and uprooted willows tangle in hollow bank-side shadows haunted by a mist of winter gnats. Hoar frost sparkles on the slats of rowing boats and canoes, abandoned like a giant’s shoes, the kind you find at the side of a road, dumped without its pair. Bubbles implode in the eddy of a […]
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