some of us are jokers, some thieves, whichever way you look at it, whether young or old, life is not a joke life’s no joke for barefoot children cold and sad on the streets, homeless, hungry, innocent and robbed of their dreams life’s no joke for the old and tired, foggy with confusion: abandoned by […]
Category: Poems
A poem to sum up my feelings in this post.
Midnight Horror Story
Midnight sculpts moonlight shadows of horror to drink your dreams and suck your screams, sealing your lips with monstrous kisses. Too terrified to open your eyes, you’re paralysed. Your thrash metal heart beats out of time with the night creatures’ call, a chilling signal for the living dead to rise. Cloaked in the foulest funk, […]
One Man’s Kindness in No Man’s Land
Tattered faceless silhouettes Staggered across no-man’s land, Fumbling to attach bayonets, Unkind weapons in shaky hands. Wisps of men blundered in thick of gas Back to the comfort of a mud-filled trench, Eyeless heroes in useless masks Smothering in the toxic stench. One innocent soldier wandering wide, Heading for trenches on the other side, Felt […]
Forging Morning
The sky is a confusion Of purple contusion And burning orange light. Heaven and earth are forged Together, clouds are gorged With flames so bright The road is gilded, Clouds and tarmac melded In the liquid metal aftermath of night. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt […]
October Mourning
Morning Is born with a caul Of mist on sharp, clear light, Ripped by the raucous call Of leftover scraps of night: Coal-dusted ravens and crows Hunched in ragged rows, Their sharp eyes like sloes Clustering in the blackthorn. In moisture-laden air, time slows In anticipation of dazzling hues: Ochre, rust and foggy blues To […]
The Benevolence of Barnacles
Watching over the vessel with cold periscope eyes, They partially bury the mine-damaged bow Of the shadowy hulk that was lost for a century, Tucked thirty metres deep below the North Sea. In the windy gaze of a marram-swept coast, Buoying crumbling bones in a crusty embrace, Barnacles embellish the skin of the conning tower, […]
Romance
It was the idea of him Formed in the clouds of romance: His arms, strong enough To row her boat, Keep her afloat On a symphony of shiny ripples. She would be his diamond Amongst the scattered jewels In this glassy, watery place. And then the clouds broke, She fell out of the sky, Tears […]
Torching the Wood
With precise movement, Uniform in its execution, The blacksmith in his forge Pumps his pneumatic bellows, Raising a shudder in the torchwood: Terrible tangles of acrid smoke And amber flickers denote The rising of a delirious phoenix No longer skulking in her cave of timber. Satisfied with the ravenous ration, The blacksmith heats a horseshoe […]
Alice Interrupted
I topple into the void of slumber And down a rabbit hole. At first, I fly Through scudding cumuli Of docile dreams And then, I crash Through thunderclouds Into noxious night terrors. I run barefoot through forests Of threatening thorns, Until the early hours, When skulking shadows Prod me into jagged wakefulness. My heavy-lidded eyes Are […]
October’s Wiles
She’s an earthy lass With curvaceous hips, Nutty skin, berry lips And a hint of sass. Ripe as autumn fruit With a trace of frosty rime, She’ll seduce you every time She comes around. A flick of russet And rouge smear of sunset, Bits of leaves in her hair, You’ll find her everywhere. © Kim M. […]
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