She had been praying so long for rain to come.Wilting under the glare of a punishing sun,she took her eye off the ball, the first time that week.A drop bounced off her head, trickled down her cheek, an unexpected tear in the thick dust of the dry season.Monochrome clouds rolled in fast across the sky,and […]
Category: Poems
A poem to sum up my feelings in this post.
August Wandering
This room is quiet.I’m alone in the house –except for a catasleep under the bed upstairs.White noise pervades,maybe it’s tinnitus, but it’s calming,like crickets in summer-baked grass.The carpet I vacuumed yesterdayhas the coloured of wheat,it’s soft underfoot –until I wander onto the tiled floorof the kitchen, hard and cool.The fridge is humming the same old […]
Splendour
Throughout summer,there are countless shadesof green and shapesof leaves, textures of bark.Some grow tall, while others revelin their stunted hunchbacks,sculpted by weather. While scrawny sunflowerscomplain about their lastdance with the sun,trees smile and limber upfor the golden splendourstored in their roots,their hidden autumn treasure. Kim M. Russell, 14th August 2025 This Thursday at the dVerse […]
Not Lost
We’re not lost in the woods,just walkingamong trunks and tortuous branches,where the trees’ chill breath gentlesyoung buds, leaf mulch and bark. We are surroundedby ancient guardiansand greening lungs of the earth. Pale light streamsthrough leafless canopyso dense there is no night or day,only twilight, our waylit by bright white starsof wood anemones,playing hide and seek between […]
Fishing the Moon
She is puckered up like a strange kissin the mourning jet of midnight’s pond. She quivers her fins, a shimmering silver moonfishin a Piscean circle, meeting herself mirrored among ripples, before she sinks like a stonefishinto sad little couplets of morning. Kim M. Russell, 28th July 2025 It’s Monday and time for us to write […]
On the Anniversary of Her Death
Like sky maps sketched in the bird brainsof flocks and vees of geesethat fly overhead, the contours and plainsof my late mother’s faceare dyed deep in my genes, a treasured stainthat cannot be erased.Outside, frost stiffens and silvers remainsof leaves. Again, I saygoodbye. Kim M. Russell, 24th July 2025 It’s Thursday and time to meet […]
Sweet
They are lifesavers,those deep dark nights away from city lights,when we gaze at the Milky Way,ooh and ah at a starburst, and go to beddreaming of light travellingacross the universe to present uswith sweet delights. Kim M. Russell, 22nd July 2025 It’s Tuesday and time for Poetics at the dVerse Poets Pub, this week with […]
Shark Eyes
Cold, dead and beautifullyblue as the depthsof the ocean,sharks have sinister eyesalmost as sharpas their teethin shady underwater. Sharks sleepwith their eyes wide open.Sharks have no soul;seeing only in monochrome,there is no colour in their lives,not even redin the blood they shed. Kim M. Russell, 15th July 2025 It’s Tuesday and, at the dVerse Poets […]
Unbroken
We have our moments, you and I,when we walkon eggshells, sometimes onan expanse of ice.We deal with it,masked with grimaces,a moment fragile as porcelain, and thenit cracks and breaks.I confess to allmy sins, and myfaux pas and silly mistakes.There we are,two sinners un-frozen,and then, inshimmering light, themoon’s magnetism pulls us together, tightin an unbroken lock,cementing […]
The Poet Blames her Pen
Mind a cauldron of chaos,doggerel has made me vomit,it’s bitter and thick on my tongue.Some words give me indigestion. But I love the fruity fragranceof words that saturate my brainlike a sunny day. I see them falling into aerobatics,like flocks of birds delighting in the sky,clapping their wings in applauseas they descend into stanzas,oscillating until […]
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