Beach your beauty on the back of storms and bind your spells, pulsating northern lights. You offer songs to the night but are drawn by siren stars. Lured off course without navigation, you fight waves of mass ejection and collide with the shore, exposed to the cosmos: foamy flukes glint in starlight, your songs echo […]
Category: Poems
A poem to sum up my feelings in this post.
Tapping
Stubborn leaves bristle branches in a whickering wind; frost has finished off apples in the grass – it’s cold enough to light a fire. From the heart of steely winter silence, something hard taps on glass. I check windows, see only winter sky where black bones of twigs scrape at emptiness. Kneeling on the floor […]
Crunch Time
It’s that time again: after the crunch of autumn leaves we face the bite of ice and snow on the bank of the frozen river at the edge of the year. We look across at the future and wonder where we go from here. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille: […]
Dry Bones
among chalky calcium bones and stale skeleton exhalations chilled by death’s silent keening he searches for a deeper meaning just the basic element survives no skin, no muscle, tongue or eyes brittle skeleton, skull and teeth and no vitals underneath form and structure linger on long after life’s poetry is gone Kim M. Russell, 2017 […]
No Cinderella
I don’t need to change into a princess or a pumpkin, a glass slipper or a mouse. Poetry does that with its ins and outs of words and rhymes, the ups and downs of stanzas and lines. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Tuesday Poetics: Change Paul is our host today […]
Comfort
I shiver in the empty white field, watch as snowflakes melt on my lashes, nibble frozen stalks of grass, icy glass against my chattering teeth. They fall heavy in my hollow gut. The sun’s long up, milky drops through bulky clouds. Crows throw stark shadows in lacy branches that move with the hours until the […]
Seabirds
Sullen and slate-grey, the sky lights up slowly, in its own good time, rinsed with lemon luminescence, a bleached handkerchief embroidered with distant gulls. Smaller seabirds, snatched by the polar wind, flutter like leaves, tumbling acrobats that land and curtsey on salt encrusted rocks. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille: […]
Locked Doors
Charred doors bulge with damp, dreams and ideas, accumulated years, dust and grime of dead inhabitants, the keys mislaid in council drawers, long forgotten. Bereft of residents, the condemned building shifts and sighs, and prepares for bulldozers and wrecking balls – no need for locks now. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Imaginary Garden […]
Baring your Soul
Sand is resistant to your feet and teases tight muscles in your thighs. You brave the boisterous breeze buffeting distinctive scents of salt and life. Through a pall of blue spray the sun burns bronze, then vanishes altogether; you close your eyes on the drab despair of weather. Screaming gulls spill into the sea and […]
Dragonfly Reflections
the surface of the river reflects metallic flashes of neon blue and green wings whir and flash soundlessly a dragonfly hovers then shimmers its way upstream Kim M, Russell, 2017 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Bits of Inspiration ~ Dragonfly Susie tells us today about her inspirational daughter, Carrie, who is Artist […]
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