She tattoos the ticking seconds In five bar gates With her indelible Indian ink hands Time never waits Time never stands Still while she gropes with sightless fingers For yet another skin-tight space To sweep the hands and sardonic smile Off the timekeeper’s face. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 inspirationfeed.com My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo […]
Category: Poems
A poem to sum up my feelings in this post.
Morning Quadrille
Usually loathe to linger In a warm cloud of bedclothes, Admonished by the cold finger Of October morning light, I rose to the song of birds, Inky swirl of overcast sky And gentle tumble of words In a morning quadrille – So the day began. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Another poem for dVerse Poets Pub […]
Busting Clouds
In rock-ribbed pools and sheen of shore, grey and white reflections meld into ice-blue cirrus skies. Wind tumbles in a cumulus of sighs, ripples silhouettes of crabs and shells, busting bits of bone and nimbus whales, exploding into fins, teeth, tails and sea clouds. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My poem for dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille, […]
Vitrification
She is aware of the grey frailty of a fennel- feathered cygnet adrift on the lake, an urgent avian emergency. In her inexplicable urge to embody Leda in a corrupt embrace, she wraps it in bandage to lessen the damage, a tiny mummy to vitrify o […]
Dripping
Today it has rained rust From dawn until dusk, A steady trickle of oxidation, Scented with must of degeneration: A kaleidoscopic downpour Of fragments of copper In the odd trick of bright That sets leaves alight, That slips between raindrops And drips and plops. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to imaginary garden with […]
Slit
I have been watching every day to see you on your way to work or to meet a friend – watching without end. I have been waiting for a sign just a word or a line only a glimpse through this slit. Suddenly you’re there – that’s it. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My […]
Lost Moments
Lost moments: Magic has vanished, Your jaded Skies faded Along with that smile you wear, Flower in your hair. Lost moments: You’re last in the queue, No passport, No ticket, No money to pay your way, Your future looks grey. Lost moments: Unhappy alone, Life’s on hold, Bed is cold, But beyond every […]
The Lugworms’ Lament
Foam of sun-sparkled morning tide silvers sea-side beachcombers’ treasures: wave-whipped windswept strands strewn with jettisoned jewels, jelly encrusted with shell grit and grains of sand. Brackish bladderwrack, entangled like rubber bands, vesicles gasping, protuberant thyroid glands, flutter flirty flimsy fronds, release gametes in a dioecious dance of fertilisation. All the while we humble lugworms, the […]
Wish in a Box
Cardboard box, Small and silver-grey, Base and lid, Ribbon-tied In burgundy – when shaken, There’s a rattle from inside. Held within, A globule of glass, Cold to touch, Copperish, Farewell gift from a pupil: An inscribed talisman wish. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver # 88 Talisman, October 6, 2016 Today […]
Bird-Bath Razzle
In the stone bowl of the bird-bath rainwater reflections razzle, copper leaves still jiggling in the beech tree dazzle, backlit by sharp autumn sun. On the edge of the bowl, a robin puffs up his scarlet breast, competing with burnished berries lighting up the hedge, portents of cold weather, while other birds flock together, […]
