We are not subtle, although we blend, green in the midst of green, our sting, our poison bating our green breath with not a quiver. Hiding in the green, we remain unseen, waiting pungently for a patch of skin a recipient for our histamine; we long to puncture a scarlet tattoo, stinging souvenirs. Our hairy, […]
Sharp Teeth
I grew up to the sound- track of waves all around this tiny little island where trees offer cool shade and fruit of the brightest colours the one setback was the sharks that lurked in the water and fed on my family bled it dry drop by drop until it was just me in the […]
At Dawn
a crack in the sky light trickles become a flood expelling darkness Kim M. Russell, 20th November 2019 at dawn birds start to sing praising their Creator … as always Chèvrefeuille My response to Carpe Diem Tan Renga Wednesday (6) at dawn (hineri) It’s Tan Renga Wednesday and this week our challenge is to […]
Early Morning Visit from the Owl
In the early hours of morning, my heart swooped from birch to willow when an owl called at the window, a fluty, chilly shiver. Through the tilted slats of the blind, the honeyed amber flash of eyes and fluttering ‘You-ooh-ooh’ drew me to the frost-kissed pane, froze my breath in a cloud of ‘Oh!’ as […]
Poem
Long gone are days of turf and mud, green fields rising in mist and rain; old cords were cut and never tied again, but ours endures, a cord of blood. We have squared the fairy ring of mushrooms, magical and bathed in dew, we’ve come full circle, me and you, my changeling born in autumn […]
My Shasei
with eyelids closed I sketch her face perfectly only in dreams Kim M. Russell, 19th November 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1783 a bell resounds: Shiki’s shasei In a new episode of ‘Never Change A Winning Team’, our inspiration for a new haiku comes from Masaoka Shiki, one of the ‘big-five’ haiku poets. Both […]
Cracking the Egg
Inside the ovoid of her brain, only white noise can invade. She is an embryo, curled in pain, hiding in the albumen’s shade, until the pulsating membrane explodes and the fragile shell cracks. Now she is a blob of yellow yolk – agoraphobia’s cruel joke. Kim M. Russell, 18th November 2019 My response to dVerse […]
Freestyling Jane
apple blossoms left by a neighbour doorstep gift apricots on her upper lip traces of juice damp earth freeing their fragrance storm-tossed asters shapeless bracken and bird’s wing lost to the cold nature’s gifts fruit and blossoms circle of life Kim M. Russell, 18th November 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1782 freestyling haiku: Devouring […]
Cinnamon (for Adelheid)
Different café, another time, a seat by a steamy window, hot chocolate with cinnamon, and I’m sitting opposite her, the last time we met, before I left and we never saw each other again. I was naïve, excited, eager to explore, and she was so much older, teacher and mentor. She encouraged me to fly, […]
Colourful Autumn
trodden underfoot jewel-hued leaves have faded berries stole their crown Kim M. Russell, 15th November 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1781 The Quest for A New Masterpiece Continues: Colourful Autumn This month’s theme, ‘Never Change A Winning Team’, focuses on haiku and today our challenge you to create new haiku masterpieces about ‘Colourful Autumn’.
writing in north norfolk 