Storm clouds jostle on the horizon, ballooning and glowering, they threaten to burst. They have banished the full moon to the depths of a lake and inflated a weather balloon, set it free to rise high above the billowing mass – it’ll be raining soon. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response […]
Category: Poems
A poem to sum up my feelings in this post.
To the Rescue
She meanders with a heavy heart down the passage of lutalica, a world apart that makes her feel less mediocre. An assail-ant, greedy insect, skins a razor, holds it against her helpless cheek, where the indent will linger for a week. Instantly, rescue emerges from the shadows, wielding trusty bow and arrows, the Robin Hood […]
Spring Sijo
Whenever I step outside my door, something new is happening. Light shifts in a froth of new leaves, flowers are opening. The garden and I rouse, fresh after a long dark winter. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem Universal Jane #13 Sijo the Korean poem For this weekend’s meditation, Chèvrefeuille has brought […]
Song Dream
Awaking from a dream, I rush to fix and frame the fading memory in a poetic form with, maybe, rhyme. At my desk, I am distracted by the morning garden and the wizened apple tree, where a blackbird’s song is snatched by the breeze. Kim M. Russell, 2017
Poetic Purring
At peep of morning I hear the soft pad of a poem on the bedroom floor. A darker shadow sharpens in the gloom of my room and jade gems burn amber in strengthening beams of light. Verbs of velvet paws, sharp nouns and adjectives of claws swipe and glint at dust motes forming into stanzas. […]
Emergence
That weakening old man winter still clings, a spectral presence on the river, dispersing opaque drops that shiver in the breath of a youthful spring breeze. The burgeoning season sings, a sonorous voice in shrubs and trees, chuckling and sparkling on the water, bubbling to a crescendo of simmering sunshine reflected in a swathe of […]
Beginnings
It’s a time of fresh beginnings now, green sap pulses in verge and bough, melting remaining morning rime: grass stands to attention by breakfast time. Invisible crayons colour in flowers and scribble blossom in naked bowers, transforming monochrome to pastel tones: sun breathes warmth into soil and bones. Boisterous birds have banished winter quiet with […]
Twinkle
I read in a report only yesterday about a study of the Milky Way, in which scientists listen to stars as they quake. Oscillating and flashing with energy, they chime like bells in a cosmic belfry, ringing the rhymes of a stellar nursery. Shimmering with a stardust lustre, playing the music of an ancient cluster, […]
Sea Shadows
The sea is a shadow washing the shoreline, filling in dents and scavenging sand, drowning dunes in beach foam and brine. The sea is a shadow chasing along the strand, shattering shells and scattering stones, casting its treasures on the bleak hinterland. The sea is a shadow of clamours and moans, a sobbing soliloquy borne […]
Babel
Heated squeaks pierce the twilight – bats again, with their different calls echoing off trees and walls. After the long silence of hibernation, they have found voices to argue, I imagine, about personal space and food. Who wouldn’t, after hanging so close together for the duration of a cold winter? Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image […]
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