The April day was overcastand I was feeling out of sorts.Although the winter gloom had passedthe April day was overcast.My deep despair was cured at last –a blackbird sang in fits and starts;the April day was overcastand I was feeling out – of sorts. Kim M. Russell, 4th April 2023 Image by Marco Midmore on […]
Category: Poems
NaPoWriMo Day 3: Two Opposite Poems
The Light However I dismiss the lightas white concreteor the sun as a still-standing cube,now here’s something to be unconcerned about,absolutely. (Including humans…) Aircraft In the beginning,it was so much morethan the girl’s real biplanebeneath the distant desert,where you ran with me. And we stood upto ignore them departing,their black stumble proudwith achromatic darkness,the early […]
Surrealistic Answers
An owl knows that twilight is the best time,when the essence of clove hides in the minduntil we eat a slice of the best apple pie. But you can’t be elusive forever: you can hidearound corners, behind curtains and fingers,in the shadows of dreams, but your scent lingers. Fog creeps into cracks in our lives, […]
The Hollow Earth
The hollow earth callswith a hollow voice,hollow words thudas they fall into mudand winter-dead bracken. How strange that hollowsshould pierce the earthwith yellow burstsof daffodil, narcissus,celandine and crocus. Kim M. Russell, 1st April 2023 April 1 is here, accompanied by the first day of NaPoWriMo. I’m following the National Poetry Writing Month on Facebook and […]
In Praise of Rosebay Willowherb
Wasteland and railway banksare aflame with rangy ranks of fireweeds. Neon pink spikeslight up ditches and dykes, seducing moths and bees,releasing clouds of fluffy seeds from ostentatious spires,spreading beauty in windborne fires. All the while their creeping rootsand rhizomes advance like troops, leafy shoots invade gardens, giving riseto cerise fireworks exploding in the sky. Kim […]
Between Speed Skating and Waitressing
We were chalk and cheesebut thick as thieves,haunting the ice rink together:bright smiles in the photo booth;cheese burgers and ice cream floats;sneaking in the bar underagefor rum and coke. We were young, and drunkon our own loveliness,maxi coats buttoned against icy air,dashing through the foyerwith cheeky grins and a waveat red-coated bouncers,embarking on a friendship […]
Two AI Micro Poems
Mist – A Haiku translucent dawninga light, flimsy mist swallowspieces of old cardboard Granite – A Didactic Cinquain graniteimpervious, greystand, shine, survivesymbolising all things unweatheredrock Kim M. Russell (and some artificial intelligence), 23rd February 2023 Image by Jeppe Hove Jensen on Unsplash It’s Thursday and we’re Meeting the Bar over at the dVerse Poets Pub […]
A Spring Sonnet
Golden spring, you inspire me to write.The way you pierce, renew and burstinvades my thoughts all day and night,weaving itself into lines of verse. I could compare you to a gentle larch.You are more fragrant, forgiving and fresh,though sudden frost may freeze buds in Marchand give me sudden shivers with its caress. How do I […]
Kissing Beneath Wood Smoke and Stars
Those first kisses beneath wood smoke and starswill stay with us forever, exploding with capriciouspiquancy that still lingers, effervescent in our mouths.The drought had broken like an ocean wave,a tang of North Sea air, ice-cold and delicious,and all we wanted was to drown in our embrace,heartbeats echoing, rhythmic and auspicious,lost in wood smoke kisses, stars […]
This Song
Image by Ray Hennessy on Unsplash This song is mist on a distant hill, a welter of water, whiffling overhead. From unknown skies geese arrive with autumn on their wings, twisting and turning, climbing and falling. This song is a rolling, breaking wave of green on a distant hill. From unknown skies geese arrive with […]
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