The sea awakens as a kraken from steady in-and-out of sleep, rises from the deep, utters a staccato stutter of briny breath (with undertones of birth and death). Its growl grows, rocks and rolls waves into oceanic roar, a seismic tempest never heard before. Kim M. Russell, 13th January 2020 My response to dVerse Poets […]
First Sunray
a glint of orange dancing on the horizon bare branches rejoice Kim M. Russell, 13th January 2020 My response to Carpe Diem #1796 New Beginnings: first sunray Today our prompt is ‘first sunray’, and we’ve been given an example by Matsuo Basho to inspire us: Mume ga ka ni notto hi no deru yamaji kana […]
New Bloom
in deep prayer eyes closed in devotion – lotus starts to bloom in deep prayer consciousness drifting in waves echo of heartbeats eyes closed in devotion restless senses soothed with a gentle breeze lotus starts to bloom white light glowing in the dark the smell of incense Kim M. Russell, 12th January 2020 My response […]
Embraced by the Woods
The moment boots imprinted soil, the scent of bark and undergrowth embraced us. We brushed past rusty ferns and sodden grass, and acres of trees exhaled into fragments of sky and cloud, a sigh that hugged our lungs and filled them with a woody song. Pinecones on the path, like Hansel and Gretel crumbs, paved […]
Personal Rainbows
crystal sun-catchers dancing in a flash of light rainbows on the wall Kim M. Russell, 10th January 2020 My response to Carpe Diem 1795 New Beginnings: Rainbow In today’s episode of new beginnings our prompt is ‘rainbow’, which refers to the promise to Noah, as written in the Bible.
Proud
the proudest moment uttering a new word – clock he’s not even two Kim M. Russell, 9th January 2020 My response to Carpe Diem #1794 New Beginnings: new born Today’s challenge is to create haiku, tanka or other form of Japanese poetry on the theme of ‘new born’, and can be about new born babies, […]
Breaking the Silence of January
After the revelry of Christmas and New Year, the silence of January is solid as a block of ice, occasionally melting into shifting swathes of mist grey as wood pigeons and musty house mice. No gentle coo, whistle or twitter of birds, the day is mute; no body warmth or human words until the fire’s […]
New Year’s Morning
New Year’s morning the first day begins in the same dream Jane Reichhold (1937-2016) unfolding from feathered fog spring starts to reveal itself Kim M. Russell, 8th […]
Enigma
We need iron in our blood to carry oxygen from lungs to cells, and yet iron left in damp air will rust and its shiny grey will crust with red. The earth is rich and hard with iron, mined for making steel, its solidity tempered and twisted into buildings, pylons and bridges, and its smoothness […]
The Last Day of a Winter Coat
a golden moment unfurling with the sun’s kiss yellow crocuses remove your hat, scarf and gloves unbutton that winter coat Kim M. Russell, 7th January 2010 My response to Carpe Diem #1793 New Beginnings: first day of spring In the second episode of this new CDHK month, which is all about ‘New Beginnings’, our challenge […]
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