I wash an apple under cold water;drops pearl on its blush like sweat on summerskin, releasing a burst of green scent.I let it dry while cutting slices from a blockof tangy, mature Cheddar cheese, redolentwith the laziness of cows, and then piercethe heart of the orb, cut it into eighths,and place them with the cheese […]
Category: Poems
A poem to sum up my feelings in this post.
Suffolk Scallop
‘I hear those voices that will not be drowned’, from Benjamin Britten’s opera, Peter Grimes. Pebbles slip and roll beneath our soleson the slope down to the ebb and swell. Suddenly it erupts from the shingle beach,a sculpture, two halves of a broken shell like hands extended to a passing gullor a cloud, one half upright, the […]
Musings of a Poetic Cat
You imagine me, curled like a commain your lap, the rumble of my purr,your fingers stroking silky fur,and wonder why I walk alone. I greet you with a gentle head buttfollowing a successful hunt;however, my gift is unappreciated,you grimace and refuse to eat it. You fail to understand that I was borninto feline aristocracy; a […]
Waiting for Harvest
Rapeseed flowers and summerare no longer yellow, ratherbushy, their pods buffed and brittle.Wheat and emotions bristle,stalks and stubble stiffly sway,growing more bleached every day.We wait, baskets filled with apples,watching as the season dapples,before autumn’s fruity, rosy huestip us into winter blues. Kim M. Russell, 13th August 2024 Image by Julia Kicova on Unsplash It’s Tuesday […]
All of Me
In a single hourof August moonrise,she steals all of me,lured by her silver glow.Time seems to stand still;I bask in her light show,and the deeper I dive,succumb to her moonbow. I can’t mourn the theftof my inner soul;moon, take all of me,I’ll treasure what is left.I stand in moonlight,baptised, not bereft.Unabashed, I know,I stand naked […]
Anger
I see anger as orange red,so hot and bright it hurts my head.I’m very seldom angry,except for when I’m very hungry;I just get so frustrated I cryat injustice and violence. I tryto build up a fire in my belly,but my heart says no, and I turn to jelly,and suffer from various digestive quirks;I’ve tried building […]
Ephemerality of Dreams
The memory of a dreamfades like a moonbeamtip-toeing quietly away,or an ephemeral flickeringmoth in a flame, singedin the cruel awakeningat break of day. Kim M. Russell, 6th August 2024 Image by Tim Bernhard on Unsplash This Tuesday at the dVerse Poets Pub we have a guest host for Poetics, Truedessa, who would like us to […]
Never Again
The sunhas climbed much higherin the blistering biosphereuntil theelastic sky is far too close.Prostrate on caramel sand,I burn. Kim M. Russell, 1st August 2024 Image by Leio McLaren on Unsplash I’m a little late for the What’s Going On? prompt this week, a bit like making a cameo appearance for Sumana’s challenge. I enjoyed reading […]
Grief on my Shoulder
Grief perches on my shoulder,as I remember you perchingon the windowsill of life,not ready to spread your wings,still tethered by earthly things. Our goodbye was brutal, no words,just an unbidden memoryof swimming at the local pool,your strong hands buoying me. There are times, left alone with thoughtsand memories, when griefsneaks up, a vulgar thiefof quietude. […]
Scarlet Pimpernel
I seek it here, I seek it there,a natural forecaster of showers,like a child’s drawing of red flowers,a childhood memory to share.I seek it here, I seek it there. When I was young, I spent idle hoursobserving tiny scarlet flowerswhich seemed to grow most everywhere.I seek it here, I seek it there. This summer, perfumes […]
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