Cold, dead and beautifullyblue as the depthsof the ocean,sharks have sinister eyesalmost as sharpas their teethin shady underwater. Sharks sleepwith their eyes wide open.Sharks have no soul;seeing only in monochrome,there is no colour in their lives,not even redin the blood they shed. Kim M. Russell, 15th July 2025 It’s Tuesday and, at the dVerse Poets […]
Geometry
Earth tone structures throwa geometry of shadows,some angled, some ragged,in the punishing sun.Windows reflect light until it grabs the cityand shakes it by the scruff,plays pick-up sticks with chimney stacksand hide-and-seek with sky-lights.There is no shade, just brick and concrete,from skyscraper roof to urban street.Inside, cool air hiccups from air-conditioning;outside, exhaust belches from traffic,suffocating the […]
The Return
The click of the keyturning in the lockis always a surprise,as if I don’t belong,or the key’s wrong.The door opens,the dust settles,I make a cup of tea,put my feet up and inhalethe scent of home. Kim M. Russell, 14th July 2025 I’m happy to be returning to the dVerse Poets Pub today after two weeks […]
Unbroken
We have our moments, you and I,when we walkon eggshells, sometimes onan expanse of ice.We deal with it,masked with grimaces,a moment fragile as porcelain, and thenit cracks and breaks.I confess to allmy sins, and myfaux pas and silly mistakes.There we are,two sinners un-frozen,and then, inshimmering light, themoon’s magnetism pulls us together, tightin an unbroken lock,cementing […]
Summer
I remember the summers of my childhood, when we didn’t feel the heat and ran about outside without a care. The only thing we worried about was being called in for tea. Nowadays, I am not a lover of hot weather, and find myself longing for autumn in the middle of a hot spell. I […]
The Poet Blames her Pen
Mind a cauldron of chaos,doggerel has made me vomit,it’s bitter and thick on my tongue.Some words give me indigestion. But I love the fruity fragranceof words that saturate my brainlike a sunny day. I see them falling into aerobatics,like flocks of birds delighting in the sky,clapping their wings in applauseas they descend into stanzas,oscillating until […]
Second Sight
The future was honest, once. A watcher of the skies,I view my wasting skin. Vision may be a part of sight’sdazzling when a new planet swims into view. I close my eyes, the universe is less bright,faked by sleeping’s second sight. Kim M. Russell, 16th June 2025 I’m hosting the Quadrille at the dVerse Poets […]
Heavy Metal Heart
Metal heartDark down-tuned vibrationsReach to the very depths of my soul EchoingThrough the deepest cavernsSeeping salty into sea and soil I’m earthyWith your cross-leaved summer heathThick with cotton grass and sphagnum moss My blood singsFlooding all the sensesWith the beat of your heavy metal Kim M. Russell, 12th June 2025 This Thursday at the dVerse […]
Over
My birthday bouquet, overa week old and wiltingin a shapely vaseof glass half-filledwith scummy water glintingin the sun.Flowers raise their headsin a last hurrahof purple and pale yellow,their brown-tinged leaves hangingover the lip of the vase–over like the birthday. Kim M. Russell, 11th June 2025 Over at What’s Going On? Susan is hosting with a […]
Leaning on the gate at the bottom of the garden
framed by leaves,I watch dragonflies rise from the water, where boats bob,chinking their moorings, percussion to the song of the gentle breezeweaving through trees. A distant lawnmower chugs and splutterswith the harmonising engine of a passing boat, the drifting scent of barbecuesand something frying at the local pub. No humans mar the solitude.No voices shatter […]
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