is not the same as my desk diary;it doesn’t contain appointments,birthdays and other mundane things. It’s a diving board to a sea of ideas,in which I can swim any stroke I want. I can float, deep dive, tread waterwhile I watch clouds pass by ortickle a dolphin. It’s a joy to explore! It’s a companion […]
Category: Poems
Neon Dreams
Stippled glass refracts neongreen as a rock pool, sculpting our fluid teen-age bodies into punky shapes, miming Poly Styrene and Siouxsie. “Just like dancing,” you saybehind your dark glasses. “I know,” I say,flashing with mine. We lean against the opaque bricks, watching light play catch-me-if-you-can. I dream we are neon mermaids,still untouchable and young, in […]
Unnamed
This island was mine;I lived alone with everything upon it,unnamed but known to me. Twanging music accompanied the lullabyof voices on the wind and waveswhen this island was mine. Now I collect sticks for firewoodand share the bounty of my isle,unnamed but known to me, with no hope of unconditional love,a gentle touch, a mate […]
Me Myself and I
Inner voice, you often journeyinto the surreal, you little noodle,slick with sauce and studded with onions. But then you shut me up with yourmiso soup and sensible saladsof harmony and simplicity. You mean sweet, crunchy,herbaceous alchemy! Let’s work together, create a symphonyof flavours, food for thought and possibility. Kim M. Russell, 22nd April 2026 On […]
My Name is Golden
I never found outwhy my parents chose my name,after a famous book by Kipling,or a glamorous actress of the 1950s,but all through childhoodfriends and family added letters,even whole syllables. Did they think it made my ownthree letters more substantial? Did they think it was cute or funnyto call me Kimmy, Kimbo or Kimberley? When I […]
Hares
In March or April, between the trees, ears like streamers in the breeze, striding with their long legs in enigmatic zig-zags, sparring and boxing as they go, ardent bucks and exhausted does. They’re creatures of air, spirits of spring, you say,shadowy bookends to the working day. But in in a late summer light circus, when […]
In My Grandparents’ Garden
Love in a mist made me pause in perplexityat the blueness of its petalsand its name, Nigella— who was sheto give her name to such beauty?I delighted in the saucer-shaped flowersa ruff of feathery foliage round their throats,which became pretty seeds to collectin a used vellum airmail envelope,ready to plant next year. Peony pink peonyopened […]
Betrayal
She waits in the hotel vestibule,a book in one hand, trying to stay cool,fur coat draped over the other,one eye on the hotel elevator. She doesn’t want to be here so late,all she can do is sit and wait,watching couples drink and flirtwhile all she knows is that love hurts. When the elevator opens, she […]
Shining – a golden shovel
I remember whenI first saw you,how fragile you were,and so small,bundled up in yourtoo big babygrow. I held you, cuppedin both palms. I knew that for eachbreath you took I heldmine alittle longer, a candleworthof breath, like being underwater, feeling air trickle through thepores of my skin,just enoughto make me feel as lightas you. I […]
Following the Brush
I sweep the floor with an old broom, it still does the job, collects crumbs and dust, pushes the pile of detritus from one placeto another, and with it my thoughts a poem forminglike the pile of dust,sometimes caught up in the brush and then escaping.Our cat Luna pokes her head round the door; she’s […]
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