What has become of dragons? Do they leave trails of scales and seaweed on every rock and shore? Do dragons roar in echoes of thunderstorms, scorch burling clouds with lightning from their tails? Do dragons lurk in lava and ore deep within the earth’s core? What are they forging? Kim M. Russell, 3rd June 2019 […]
Category: Poems
Ghazal of Trees
I marvel at the strength and grace of the green sinewy limbs of trees. There’s a frisson of surprise and joy when a flock of birds explodes from trees. I’m hypnotised by the dance of shadow and light when evening thrills through trees. My imagination takes flight when I see silhouettes of storm-blasted trees. I […]
A Brewing Storm
Salt marshes fade away beneath September skies tinged with nevermore grey and a violet obsession. I insist I’m right as rain, and brave the nor’easter to follow the riverway, fired up by a raven wing and the promise of a stormy day. Kim M. Russell, 30th May 2019 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real […]
Thinking of Prague
A dense morning fog hides statues flanking the river on both sides and wraps the castle in a shroud, hiding its glory from the small crowd that leaves the medieval town to cross the Gothic bridge of stone. We dodge each oncoming tourist, each phantom emerging from the mist, make our way to a coffee […]
The Lawless Season
In the midst of human lawlessness, we revel in spring’s lawlessness. Flares of yellow furze bushes are ignited by spring’s lawlessness. Fragrant frothing apple trees rejoice in nature’s lawlessness. Oaks are bursting into leaf, awakened by the lawlessness. Brambles break through wind-blown fences thorny-sharp with lawlessness. Every morning birds awake us singing praise to lawlessness. […]
Fast News is Like Fast Food
I remember when news wasn’t quite so new – it was events from yesterday, the day or even weeks before. Reporters sent telegrams and pigeons from far away. We waited for news of births, deaths and wars, read a newspaper over a cup of tea or coffee, ate fish and chips from it, smothered it […]
Picnic under the Willow
The willow dome quivers at the touch of a breeze and the sun-blessed air hums a melody of bees. A full jug of lemonade, iced and freshly squeezed, balances by sliced bread and a bowl of strawberries. We sip and chew together, plates perched upon our knees; listening to the river, we drift into drowsiness […]
Elemental
Oh, ageing lioness! moth-eaten and tooth-sore, you’re restrained in a cage. You have lost your fierce roar and the fire in your eyes has burnt down to embers. The lush savanna grass turned to dust in your claws. The monkey from your back picks gristle from your jaws, and sings a lullaby each night between […]
In Pieces
a part of her has always been apart a […]
Eco-logical Lai
fruits of muddy shores crested waves before sparkled wanting to know more tempted to explore startled by this sky of ours millions of stars buried in Earth’s store extinct dinosaurs marvelled ancient bones galore crashed like meteors thankful how can we ignore life in ocean’s store? Kim M. Russell, 9th May 2019 My response to […]
