Autumn colours creep like fire: Smoky tendrils of fog and mist Blanket crackling fields of stubble and stalk, Where charred migrating birds begin to flock; Embers of fruit glow in tree and hedgerow; One by one, leaves burst into flame, Raging with rubicund and golden conflagration; A final flare before winter, that bitter Vampire, leaches […]
Category: Poems
Cascading Moonlight
Purest silver light cascades into darkest night; heaven’s lantern, constant but drawn by the tide, fades into black from a smiling face to a winking eye. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on Pinterest Taken from a previously posted cascading haiku and reworked for dVerse Poets Pub Poetics: Moon-muse, where Grace has asked us to write about […]
Summer Hare
In a late summer light circus, Shards of watery sunshine Moved in and out of focus. From my hide of grass I noticed, Unaware that I was there, A large-eared hare Lolling in the meadow. With twitching nose And whiskers trembling, It made a sudden spring; With lopsided gait it broke into a run, Burnished […]
Painting a Smile on the Moon
In the smeared window appears a sad silver face tangled in tendrils of willow, staring down from space through a veil of mist and cosmic dust. She rises ghostly, a pale apple in a tree, daring me to take up my brush, to paint a blush upon her cheek, a smile upon her mouth, to […]
The Leaving
Together, they inhaled autumn: foliage choreographed early morning lightshows of decomposing leaves; brambles snagging sleeves as they followed fallen acorns, until he found a perfect russet leaf for her to press between the leaves of sonnets to alleviate her distress at his autumn leaving. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on Pinterest Another poem in response […]
Autumn Quadrille
Summer hangs Tart apples on turning trees, Spinning into autumn, Disrobing leaves, Motley patchworks Of ochre and russet, Morning mist and muted Shades of sunset. Fanned by the wind With a kiss and a sigh, A mantle of fire, Then they fall and fly. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille #15 […]
Tangible Ghost
This rigid, ghostly stump is tangible. It is no longer quick and malleable, Green and thriving, satin wood. Drained of viscous lifeblood, Bare branches, angular and cleft, And coarse bark, bristly and bereft, Are a prickly pumice for cows and sheep. The lightning tree can no longer weep Feverish, waxy tears into sodden earth To […]
Song of the Grasshopper
grasshopper in cropped copper fields calls to clouds sings to storms above whispered promises wind in the stubble © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie B&P’s Shadorma and Beyond: Twelfth Song – August 27, 2016. Welcome back to Paloma, who has given us a Navajo ceremonial chant and song lyrics by Rich Mullins […]
Different Dreams
I used to dream Of being someone else, not me. I used to dream Of swimming up and not downstream, A beauty in my fantasy, Wealthy and famous, not like me. I used to dream. Now I am me, Contented now, life is brighter. Now I am me: Older, experienced and free, A wife, […]
Sky’s Full of Stars
Another rondelet Sky’s full of stars And your heart’s full of broken dreams; Sky’s full of stars, Your skin’s latticed with silver scars. Your life’s come apart at the seams, Tearful eyes brimming with moonbeams. Sky’s full of stars. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on www.astronomy.com
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