Wingtip to wingtip, they jink, tripand wheel with a rhythmic beat. They’re comedians, tar-stainedcroaks telling bad jokes that tumble like hailstones from the sky. Morrigan, transformed, foretells fate,her unkindness of ravens the guardians who guideour sorry souls to the afterlife. Kim M. Russell, 26th January 2026 Today is Quadrille Monday at the dVerse Poets Pub; […]
Category: Quadrilles
I Cannot Smile Today
I cannot smile today. All day,tears have leaked, spilled down my faceand under my chin, a mirror of the rainpouring outside. Inside I am mourningthe loss of my feline friend, and I can’t wait for this overcast dayto end. Kim M. Russell, 12th January 2026 It’s Monday and, at the dVerse Poets Pub, we are […]
A Kind of Insomnia
When everything else is deepin hibernation,I feel a kind of insomnia,wishing I could join bear,bat,hedgehogand squirrel. Instead, I find myselfamong sheeny black corvidsflying inand outof slate-grey clouds,grateful for the occasionalpale blue sky. Kim M. Russell, 15th December 2025 This Monday at the dVerse Poets Pub we are writing quadrilles, those poems of exactly 44 words, […]
Zero
a word that rhymes with heroends like a surpriseor an echo oh do the zeros in a millionaire’s bank balance echo? a black hole in the cosmosa cipherholder of nothing nought nil zilch empty does it ever hunger for quantity? Kim M. Russell, 1st December 2025 It’s Quadrille Monday and, at the dVerse Poets Pub, […]
A Roof Against the Rain (a quadrille)
You’re my roof against the rain,where I’m safe from thunder-grumblesechoing across the sky and sharplightning forks stabbing the earth.Life’s not always a stormy downpour,it can be a refreshing shower.I’m glad that you aremy roof against the rain. Kim M. Russell, 21st November 2025 Today Sanaa is delighted to host Open Link Night at the dVerse […]
Early Morning Walk
We survive the nightand sing into growing light,coaxing the sun to brighten upour early morning walk.Sparkles reflect in puddles and rills;we marvel at how light spillsfrom branches overheadand feet stamp ghostly musicfrom crackly leaves and twigs. Kim M. Russell, 17th November 2025 It’s Monday again, and we are writing quadrilles, poems of exactly 44 words, […]
Mist-Layered Morning
Under the bone of a mist-whirled fading moon,skeletal flowers are drip-laden, rotting yellow starsagainst the rain-glistened brown of soggy loam.Drifting through the mist-layered morning, soft as a whispertangled with chimney smoke, the descant of birdsong,and a fox’s tenor bark. Kim M. Russell, 3rd November 2025 For this week’s Quadrille Monday at the dVerse Poets Pub […]
The Magic of Sparklers
Gloved hands grippedthem tightly, wandsof metal wire, seemingly fragileyet full of powerful magic. Lips rounded in oohs,we were not old enoughto understand the chemistryof oxidisers and binders. We knew only bright sparks,patterns we drew in the dark. Kim M. Russell, 20th October 2025 This Monday is a sparkler of a day at the dVerse Poets […]
Behind the Sofa
Behind the sofa,among dust and fluff,is the perfect place. It’s just enoughto hide and keepscary monsters at bay. I suppose you thinkit’s a game we play,but let me tell you… it’s not a gamewhen they go BOO! Kim M. Russell, 6th October 2025 It’s Monday again, and that means writing quadrilles at the dVerse Poets […]
A Quadrille of Rose Petals
They bloomed vividlyin sunlight,until a wind shook upclusters of roses,snatched themfrom the fragile bushand dashed themon the grass.This scattering of petalsconcealed unwritten words,romance in corollas;despite the thorns and storms,spilled poetry and perfume. Kim M, Russell, 22nd September 2025 This Monday at the dVerse Poets Pub, Lill is hosting the Quadrille with ‘petals’.
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