In thick dark clusters, swallows skim the lake, reflections on the water shimmer clear. It seems as if the day will never break; in thick dark clusters, swallows skim the lake. I am returning too, to past mistakes I left behind with sadness, guilt and fear. In thick dark clusters swallows skim the lake; reflections […]
Incision
The sharp blade splits smooth skin, spilling the ruby jewels within and staining fingers with fruity blood. Its sticky flesh holds heavenly food, the luscious seeds small surprises as they crush between white incisors, trickling juice upon the tongue, a crimson, fertile, sour song. Kim M. Russell, 27th February 2020 My response to Poets and […]
Cherry Tree in Full Bloom
early spring sunset blossom flutters on the breeze a cloud of pink moths Kim M. Russell, 26th February 2020 shadows become longer cherry tree in full bloom grows […]
Delicious on my Tongue
you cooked me a meal so delicious I barely stopped between mouthfuls the richness of its flavour imprinted on my tongue oblivious to the knowledge that it wouldn’t last for long I wiped my lips on a napkin wishing for another taste ignoring the red wine in my glass in case the piquancy went to […]
Moonlight Moving
moonlight moving with the gate as the servant girl takes an evening overhead branches entwined […]
Apple Magic
Apple peel, apple peel, tell me true, who am I going to get married to? I waited too long before I threw the browned skin over my shoulder, and it wasn’t until we were much older that I knew my true love was you. Kim M. Russell, 24th February 2020 My response to dVerse Poets […]
Poise
the poise of a cat as it springs onto my lap vibrating purrs Kim M. Russell, 24th February 2020 My response to Carpe Diem #1816: kittens This Friday will be the last day of February and Carpe Diem’s month of love, in which we’ve written about several kinds of Love; today our challenge is to […]
Spring Cleaning
night thaws to morning the clean broom of spring snowfall sweeping cold from stones night thaws to morning a rim of frost on the grass turning to dew the clean broom of spring snowfall biting wind and ice gentled by the sun sweeping cold from stones leaves a wake of greenery a morning bouquet Kim […]
A Child’s First Love
my grandfather I said I would marry him when I grew up Kim M. Russell, 22nd February 2020 My response to Carpe Diem #1815 Haiku: first love In Friday’s belated episode of Carpe Diem’s Haiku Kai, we are writing about first love.
In the Rusting Sky – a poem in Visual Verse
I’ve been submitting poems to the Visual Verse online anthology since 2016, and am delighted to have another poem featured in the February 2020 issue, Vol. 7, Chapter 4. The inspiration is an amazing image by Omid Armin. As you will see, I’m in great company, with Jane Dougherty featured on the previous page. You can […]
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