In death as in life,always on the outsidelooking in, skirting the crowd. Avoiding the loud,I listen through a cloud:I am the midding ghost – just haunting, not lost. Kim M. Russell, 27th April 2021 Image by Steinar Engeland on Unsplash My response to NaPoWriMo Day Twenty-Seven Today’s challenge is to write a poem inspired by […]
Category: Poems
A poem to sum up my feelings in this post.
Beltane Blues
Between the trees, the sky has fallen through;it has been conjured into nodding bells,Beltane’s all-knowing fairy traps of truth. It’s a Beltane pool, a soft echo of blueto dive into, a deep enchanted wellbetween trees, where the sky has fallen through. In among the trees the magic grewa shivering, shimmering wood of spellshidden in Beltane’s […]
I Want to Be Yours
I want to be your mouth wash drowning in your germsI want to be your mistle thrushdigging up your wormsif you like tea in a baglet me be your Earl Grey hagI don’t want to be a dragI want to be yours I want to be your spectaclessee things through your eyesI don’t want to […]
Edge of the World
Wait for me on the edge of sunriseamong dreams where the shadows play.When I wake, I will see your eyes,and your smile reflected in my morning teawill accompany me throughout the day,protecting me from this bitter grief. Wait for me on the edge of noon,where the spring breeze teases trees,and the comforting warmth of the […]
Weathering the Fantasies
Fantasies make their own body heat; warm air under their fluffed feathersprotects them from all kinds of weather,and it’s a cosy place to tuck their beaks. A build-up of fat under the epidermis is like fantastic thermal underwear; they can sit out long Antarctic winters or soar above the Himalayas. You might think that fantasies’ […]
Clever Fish
Soundlessbubbles slipfrom lips;silentpops and kissesbecomenouns,adjectives,verbs that swimbetweenlinesof verse,glittering silver-scaled wordswhisperingsun-dappledthroughthe lengthof a poem,against the flow,but with the tide. Clever fish. Kim M. Russell, 23rd April 2021 Image by Steve Halama on Unsplash My response to NaPoWriMo Day Twenty-Three Day twenty-three and the challenge is to write a poem that responds, in some way, to another. […]
A Seuss Kind of Spring
In the first days of spring, when night’s frost melts in seconds, a heron streaks upstream, where the seed heads are darkened; they are weighted by rain as it drifts in a flurry, milky air lining grass blades. We are not in a hurry. We are dancing and singing on dew-pearly meadows and we’re waiting […]
A Murder of Crows
A murder of crows reminds her of her distant home.A murder of crows reminds her of the man she left behind.A murder of crows reminds her of the patter of rain.A murder of crows reminds her of night.A murder of crows reminds her she is alone.A murder – her crow-black eyes like stones. Kim M. […]
Crows Calling at Night
Crows in the boughs remind her of her distant home, the man she left behind. Perhaps he listens to the patter of the rain, the cawing of the roosting birds, and thinks of her. So alone, she lies down on her bed, her crow black eyes like stones. Kim M. Russell, 20th April 2021 Image […]
Swimming Wild
The evening tide is syrupy, strange ripples shivering. It laps at banks and licks salty rocks, as if it’s haunted. We dive in the river. It ties us in intricate knots. Kim M. Russell, 20th April 2021 Image by Christoper Osten on Unsplash My response to NaPoWriMo Day Twenty We’re two-thirds of the way through […]
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