Enclose my hand with yourslike a glove of velvet or woolthat swallows my hand whole. Caress my tingling fingerswith the fabric of your soul,whether rough or smooth. Let me slip into every finger-hole,feel the warmthand comfort of weft and warp. Enclose my hand with yours. Kim M. Russell, 2016 Detail from Man with a Glove […]
Category: Re-posted
A poem featured at Poets United
Today I am proud to have a boomerang poem featured in Sherry’s ‘Poems of the Week’ at Poets United. It’s one I posted a while ago for one of Sherry’s prompts. It sits between two lovely poems by Toni and Sara. If you’d like to read all three, follow the link below: https://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2019/05/poems-of-week-boomerang-poems-by-toni.html
A Request
After years of editing and rewriting my children’s novel, Joe and Nelly, the thrill of being long-listed by Mslexia and the disappointment of rejection from agents and publishers, I have taken the step of entering Inkitt’s novel contest. Here is my request, which I hope you don’t think is too cheeky: Joe and Nelly, my […]
Poetry by Kim M. Russell
Poetry by K M. Russel Hands When he reached out to take her hand, She knew it was the start Of his journey to her heart: Their worlds collided, Hands touched, Sculpting her skin With fingertips And… Source: Poetry by Kim M. Russell
everyday’s only a blank page if you dismiss the invisible ink
everyday’s only a blank page if you dismiss the invisible ink the scribblings of yesterdays disguised quite indistinct the meanderings of previously the potterings of yore yes everyday’… Source: everyday’s only a blank page if you dismiss the invisible ink
Once in a Blue Moon
I am reposting a poem from 31st July 2015 for the dVerse Poets Pub OpenLinkNight #168 Cushioned in the hand of night The blue moon drowned out All but the brightest stars Bounced off broken glass in the roadside Formed pearls in the water of lakes Gushed like spilt champagne Across the waves of oceans Sculptured […]
Scribbling on my Soul
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night # 167 – a poem I wrote and posted last September, that kind of sums up my writing. The scratching of the pen Won’t stop It echoes through my dreams And lifts my eyelids With the urgency Of birth Ideas invade Exploding crocuses That reach out For an […]
Cows on a Foggy Morning
I am reposting this haiku, posted last November, as a response to Chevrefeuille’s Carpe Diem #894 First Light Cows stand as frozen Breath taken by the splendour Of sun-shattered fog
Elephant Skin – a new poem
Originally posted on writing in north norfolk:
I wrote this poem after reading Cheryl Merrill’s blog on the Presidential Elephants of Zimbabwe. Elephant Skin Elephant skin Is a map Of all the places they have been All the experiences they have had Ingrained Etched In grey wrinkles, Rubs And stains. With thanks to Cheryl Merrill…
If Only
Originally posted on R. Sativus:
I saw this on Facebook earlier. I think it’ll be my project for the next week. A story a day with only in a different spot. What do you think?
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