Once, the pavement was a canvasfor colourful chalk on grey.I was a street artist until the rain washed it away,became curious about what laybeneath. Grass and weeds promised a secret world of soil,ants, scuttling beetles,and an earthworm’s coil. Kim M. Russell, 11th November 2024 Image by Morten Jakob Pedersen on Unsplash It’s Quadrille Monay at […]
Category: Quadrilles
Other People’s Ghosts
They’re whispers of promisesto stay and watch over you,and never leave your side. They may be in wrong placesor different times, not yoursbut someone else’s. There’s no need to be afraidof an old promise madeby someone long dead. Kim M. Russell, 28th October 2024 Image by Steinar Engeland on Unsplash Lillian is hosting the Monday […]
Before Winter Draws Darkness
Don’t mourn the departing sun!Soak up apricity:its light caress on a chilly day;a puddle’s glittering surface;the spark of early frost.Capture light before winterdraws darkness over long nights,leaves our lips moon-kissed –light too sweet to be missed. Kim M. Russell, 14th October 2024 Image by Alexander Sinn on Unsplash It’s Monday and we are dancing the […]
Pigeons
I count a string of them on the power line:one, two, three, four, five pigeons,plump, grey, grumbling curmudgeons,comical and pearly – and with a loudclap of wings they explode,like fireworks that have lost their sparks,and disappear into the dark. Kim M. Russell, 30th September 2024 Image found on 123RF.com This Monday at the dVerse Poets […]
Vampiric
She savours the salty iron tangof liquid frothing from a newly-punctured vein,revels in claret tributaries flowing,returning again and again.It caresses her vampire lips,down her throat it slips,spooking addicts in the graveyard gloomand lovers entwined by her tomb. Kim M. Russell, 16th September 2024 Image of Geraldine Dvorak, bride of Dracula, from the 1931 film Dracula […]
Bending Towards Autumn
The cool breathof autumn rises from earlymornings laced with dew, the golden dustiness of pearlyharvest light, the heady perfumeof marjoram and wild basil, and the clouds of bluebutterflies that bend the headsof nodding harebells before they fly away. Kim M. Russell, 19th August 2024 Free image found on Pixabay This Monday at the dVerse Poets […]
Cosmic Jam
As a child, she’d capture in jarsladybirds, beetles and caterpillars,any interesting bugs – they always expired. She swooned at the full moon and swirls of stars,and tried to catch the cosmos in her empty jars.Now her cosmic jam’s most desired. Kim M. Russell, 5th August 2024 Free image found on Pixabay It’s the first Monday […]
A Very British Summer
It arrives with the sparkle and sweetnessof lemonade, echoes of cricketon the green, and scents of mown grassand public swimming pool. Butbehind the summer shimmerthere’s a threatening glimmerof thunderstorms and torrential rainto send us back indoors again. Kim M. Russell, 22nd July 2024 Image by Urban Vintage on Unsplash This Monday, De is hosting the […]
Dogwood (a quadrille)
A summer blizzard cloudof feathers from a pillow fight,understated blossom clustersshimmering in sunlight hidehard timber once carved intothe cross on which Christ was crucified.Until its grey bark bursts into red,dogwood crouches in hedges,creeps around woodland edges. Kim M. Russell, 16th July 2024 Alma Thomas, Arboretum Presents White Dogwood, (1972), acrylic on canvas, Smithsonian American Art Museum […]
In My Grief A Crab
Grief is a tangled mess,a knot of ghosts and memories,its sting is in life’s unevents:a hermit crab without a shellmoving in to plastic and metaltrash; a honey bee poisoned by pesticide;a wildflower wilting in heat by a roadside. Kim M. Russell, 8th July 2024 Image by Mark Harpur on Unsplash It’s the second Monday in […]
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