Gnats perform a ghostly slow gavotte, gathering like clouds in shafts of light, weaving, willowing wisps of curling smoke, drifting upwards and into the night: gathering, merging and dissipating, solemnly they join the twilight dance, fickle vampires flirting, mating, malign miasma of the Renaissance. Kim M. Russell, 2017 A swarm of gnats. Photograph: Martin Siepmann/Alamy […]
Category: Poems
A poem to sum up my feelings in this post.
Screaming in Spring
At crack of sparrow bone,the dawn chorus begins. I moanwhen winged visitors make city spirits soar:birds madly squabbling for a morselfallenfrom the feeder is less a roarand more a scream.Diligent blackbirds turn over voluminous deadleaves by the shedand a robin settles on the narrowchain fence, all atrembleat the zenosyne advance of spring overmorrow. Kim M. Russell, […]
Birds of a Feather
Bellowing blarney in bare twigs, the oncoming storm is accompanied by gravel-rasp of crows and reverberating raven echoes. High above the ridge, the first appears, joined by a second artist of the air, wingtip to wingtip, rolling and diving, tearing apart the leaden shroud of cloud in a monsoon of rain and feathers: birds battling […]
No Remorse
The master crept into the chamber of his hangdog handmaiden’s shame again and again. There was no remorse. The bruises on body and soul got worse, while his penitent wife battled nightmares in their marital bed, plagued by guilty demons shrouded in shadows of sleep, which was never deep – just a wallowing in the […]
Dayspring
I stride along a frostbound road, eager to watch the dawn unfold these creased and crumpled fields; hasten due east, towards the tight crack of the horizon squeezing out a gorgeous blood red sun, a genesis – a birth at the very edge of earth. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Photograph by David Russell My […]
Through the Keyhole
I catch a kudoclasmic glimpse Through the keyhole of life, Like naked bodies in a window, Seen out of the corner of the eye From the top deck of a bus, Or a timid sparrow in a shaft of light. I somaticize aberrant emotions, Electrified with pain. An aching wisdom tooth, A tightened deadbolt, I […]
Brew
She takes so much trouble With her stardust and her bubbles, Stirring pollen and feathers, Boiling them together With hints and dark suggestions: To magnetise emotions Into marital devotions While she remains alone, Stirring her copper cauldron. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Writing Prompt #193 “Collage 35”
Eating Poetry
The mille-feuille pastry of a freshly baked poem crumbles at the ferocity of the pen, fragile flakes fly, dotting pages with sugar, a sweetness that may turn stale if we try to savour it for too long. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest I’m hosting the Weekend Mini Challenge at Imaginary Garden with […]
Three Daisies
three daisies in a broken vase all that’s left of a life snuffed out on a mussed up rug with a jagged knife three daisies that’s what he brought her declaration of his love but they found a shopping bag with a blood-stained glove three daisies graced the broken corpse salt tears ran left a […]
Ramshackle
Pitiless tides crash down crumbling cliffs, monuments of earth, chalk and stone, tossing grey-headed gulls like ramshackle skiffs amongst shattered shells and broken bones. Tattered terns gyre between columns of wind, soaked and salted by anarchic waves, battling the air with drowsy wings like ragbag, blustering buccaneers. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest […]
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