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 […]
Category: Poems
Peregrine
Scimitar wings cut through the air: falcon of kings watching, a silent movie villain twitching his black moustache. Dark and angular, this fearsome hunter hangs motionless. Tail clenched, closing wings into a stoop, he bullets towards his prey, banks and shoots away out of sight. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response […]
Toxic
No colour caresses the toxicity of a love that grips with talons grey, leeches tints of happiness and reduces them to a foggy day. Kidnapped by a tainted heart, blinded by choking smoke of mute obsession, she has no more tears left to cry for his transgression. Kim M. Russell, 2017 – Josh Hayes My […]
Modern Love
Passion blooms, flashover of heliotrope, innocent iridescence of hope. Unlatched in modern media, Facebook likes, Snapchat, text and tweet, they are inseparable. No shy ballet, linking arms, touching legs under a table or harmony of kisses at a station: long distance heat. One click to levitate above a situation that gets too hot. Kim M. […]
Heart’s Compass
I spent years in different places, painting walls and hanging blinds. I got to know many faces, landscapes, tastes and sounds, lacing fragile ties and pulling them apart again before I could acclimatise to nuances of sun and rain. I longed for a little place where I could set down roots, pulling it on each day […]
On the Breeze
Wind-chimes i m p e r s o n a t e church-bells. Carillon i m i t a t e s glockenspiel. Breeze v e n t r i l o q u i s e s peal. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix We are melding flash fiction […]
Weight
In the vacuum of space, no clocks tick, there’s no watch to check if you are late, no hands to blur the flow of time. Comets crash, stars burn, all the while planets turn and scientists no longer wind: they measure with quiet quantum mechanics, atomic clocks and relativity, warping time with precision while we […]
Growing Potatoes on Mars
Powerful, fiery and dramatic, the red planet is a devil of a place to grow potatoes. Mind you, they always take root in my kitchen cupboard… Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt – Deep #writephoto This poem was inspired by an article I read on Science Alert – I was […]
Twenty First Century Tundra
Bleached whale bones radiate sizzling silence among slow dissolution and frozen indifference of icebergs. Vague swimming shadows in depths and shallows of ultramarine blue shun sulphur sun and melting beach. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Elaine Jones ‘3 Tundra’ image found on Pinterest My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meet the Bar with Impressionism Today […]
Mehndi
She inhales the musky pungent blend of henna mud and turmeric curling from the sun in the palm of her hand, curlicues and russet rings circling her fingers. Intricate tattoos tiptoe on her feet to meet her groom’s initials concealed beneath a silken sari of yellow, the spicy colour signifying spiritual well-being and a prosperous […]
