At twilight, there she is, an old friend rising in the east and setting in the west, above fields shorn with harvest. She’s on the look-out for geese complaining after thousands of miles flight. And she smiles, this kindly moon, as they cross her face, knowing they have no perception of space, just a birds-eye […]
Category: Poems
The Fervour of Fermentation
The seasonal fermentation of my October passion becomes more fervent, and I am more observant as her larder, fully stocked, is temporarily unlocked: piles of acorns underfoot; hedges full of autumn fruit; birches seed and conkers brown, sycamore helicopters tumble down; and, multiplied by recent rain that’s made the grasses green again, hordes of mushrooms […]
A Deceit of Lapwings
Singing softly as they zig-zag simple songs to a two-note tune, silhouetted lapwing deceit syncopated in trickery. Peewits flash and turn, black and white, peeling from sky, they start to dive, peacocking with aerobatics, peaking with their springtime antics. Kim M. Russell, 6th October 2022 This Thursday, Grace is our host for the dVerse Poets […]
Hung Up and Washed Out
I am hung up on the news, even though I turned it off several times today, but it won’t go away, someone else keeps turning it back on. Nothing is black and white, the news is all in colour now, apocalyptic visions, forests of coffins, dogs of war are breeding instant gore, violence and harbingers […]
Contentment
In quiet moments, I backtrack to childhood, when life wasn’t packed with worries and responsibilities. I’d stare for hours at cloudy skies; watch a bird catch a worm, see it wriggle and squirm; a beetle on its way somewhere. Contented child without a care. Kim M. Russell, 4th October 2022 It’s Quadrille Monday at the […]
The Angel Within
The absence of goodness is like absence of rainfall; we are left with the dryness and oppressive heat of evil, its mark on each of us, tattooed on heart and soul. But deep within our bones a feathered angel lingers, soothing tormented groans, a dulcet beneficent singer of songs in soothing tones, the long-awaited rain-bringer. […]
A Small Compendium of Seasons
breathe, drink in the cobalt of a perfect sky abandon, absent rain left us with cracked earth fall, tumbling with leaves on a windy day hurt, winter’s ache culminating in rebirth Kim M. Russell, 22nd September 2022 Laura has prepared this week’s Meeting the Bar at the dVerse Poets Pub and has us writing two […]
Tuscan Sunset
Summer lingers: a few green leaves the colour of basil and fennel seed in thyme-scented September hedges; a flurry of saffron around the edges of a stilted, shrivelled sunflower; unharvested corn, a dirty ochre, and moon-yellow unmown grass gild autumn. A mural of flavour, a kaleidoscope of colour. Kim M. Russell, 20th September 2022 Tuesday […]
Aphorisms of Hope Lost and Found
Hope is a bat hunting moths round a light only for both to be swallowed by night; it’s the sweet chime of birdsong, the patter of rain when summer has gone, and we can breathe again; it is the wash of waves and their up and down after static traffic in a busy town; it’s […]
Sturmfrei
Free of storms, to be alone, to do what needs to be done, to wander in the dormiveglia, from dawn to dusk and back again, I am content to swallow phosphenes, each scintilla, until ēniteō! I shine forth with gleaming light. Kim M. Russell, 6th September 2022 Another, shorter poem for this week’s dVerse Poets […]
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