My reponse to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Words Count With Mama Zen Massive raven, clever corby dear, your spirit will ever haunt me here, with your jabbing bill and loyal mate, with whom you would quarrel, call and grate. I still hear the rustle of your jet wings and the rattling lid of the […]
Category: Poems
Living Hell
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Music Prompt #51: “They don’t care about us” by Michael Jackson Hate spits in the face Of tolerance and freedom. Men embrace Bullet and bomb, Fingers on triggers Of pistol and rifle, Hatchets and knives Poised to take lives, Spill the blood Of women and children And other men. Where […]
Ruin
My response to Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday Photo Prompt – Mine -#writephoto Green sheen Of mould on wood Colour wash Of nature’s brush The chimney’s cold The roof is gone Rainwater streaks The solid stone A ruined hearth No warming fire Just broken earth Nettle and briar © Kim M. Russell, 2016
Before the Storm Breaks
Ghostly smoke of mayflies Drifts over The river In an ephemeral dance Augmenting Intensifying Below a sky of thunderous Cumulonimbus A ricocheting courtship Of passionate aerobatics Before the storm breaks As spiralling spinners dive The lazy river comes alive. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Mayflies Dancing over a River – (Davida De La Harpe) found […]
Lunar Tricks
My response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge #39: Sleep walking ‘Le Somnambule’ by Marc Chagall Midnight, no stars in the sky. By the light of the moon sleepwalkers are at it again – drowning. © Kim M. Russell, 2016
Rising from Pavements (a shadorma reprise)
I decided to deconstruct and re-write this poem following racist attacks in which a Polish community centre in London and a Romanian shop in Norwich were vandalised after the vote to leave the EU. I posted the original poem last August, which was inspired by a photograph my husband took on a trip to Wroclav, […]
Drowned Optimism
My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Sunday Mini-Challenge: Shallows, Deeply I realise I’m a bit late but I really liked the look of this challenge: to show there still be dragons below and within and around us and find something deep in a shallow world, writing deeply in a shallow space—using little, saying […]
An Autumn Murder
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #121 In autumn, when he came calling, leaves turning, fires burning, tendrils of mist were curling, leaves were falling. In autumn, in the forest dark, his black art ate her heart, ripped her gentle limbs apart, left the devil’s mark. In autumn, he ripped off […]
Ambisinister
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #117 “July 11th, 2016” Ambisinister as a duck, I scratch the surface of a metaphor That destructs In a shivering thunderhead Of poetic ephemerids, Filling the chambers Of my heart with benign Imagery and rhyme. No need to bribe Saint Peter To enter The plush gates of heaven When you […]
Weary of my Wisdom
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Writing Prompt #167 “Collage Special Edition” “I am weary of my wisdom, like the bee that hath gathered too much honey.” Is a quote from Nietzsche. Collage by Laura Bloomsbury be sure to stop by her blog! The signpost said there were One and a half miles still to go But […]
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