What is this twilight, this world of shadow? It’s neither day nor night, this crumbling ledge. In our innocence, we named it limbo, and think we know it well, this fiery edge of hell, where even demons’ pinions fledge. Yet the painful glow of eternity is tempting when compared with the empty uncertainty – even […]
Arbutus at Kew Gardens
It’s a lifetime since we rode the red bus from Twickenham to Kew, me and you, and walked among the trees: blossoms in spring and – in autumn – leaves. We listened […]
Winter Knitting
Mornings are for writing any time of year; early light and birdsong inspire images and words. But on winter evenings, when chilly draughts catch me unawares, knitting needles and a ball of brightly coloured yarn keep me cheered and warm. Their gentle click is comforting and I enjoy the counting of stitches and rows that […]
Summer Love
Since they were children, they’d ridden their bikes all summer, at first with stabilisers, and their bikes grew with them. This year, hair bleached from the sun and faces full of freckles, they realised their friendship had blossomed. ticking cycle wheels grasshoppers in the long grass strawberry kisses Kim M. Russell, 31st July 2019 My […]
Woken by a Summer Night
White hot lightning flashes through the blinds, a celestial photographer illuminating crumpled sheets twisted with the lack of sleep. Fiddling with volume control, clouds amplify and dull thunder’s rock and roll, rattling roof tiles and wooden blinds like xylophones. Beside the bed, a glass of tepid water whirlpools with vibrations. Kim M. Russell, 30th July […]
The Summer Clock is Ticking
heat of summer love smouldering in a rainstorm passion on the beach edge of the seashore among ocean-scented shells making love salty a secret garden perfume of a waterfall released from hot stones French kiss stings a bee in a sunflower his dwindling shadow Kim M. Russell, 30th July 2019 My response to Carpe Diem […]
Cats Have Freckles Too
There are freckles on Mojo’s sharply clawed feline paws, one black full stop on each punctuating her silver fur, two sweet little hellos tattooed above her toes quite plainly for me to see. It’s how I recognised her on the day she chose me. Kim M. Russell, 29th July 2019 My response to dVerse Poets […]
Fleeting Twilight
sunset’s afterglow reflects in young lovers’ eyes a fleeting moment Kim M Russell, 29th July 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1712 twilight In today’s episode of ‘Summer Love’, the theme is ‘twilight’, the small period between day and night.
Sunflower Harvest
in a wind-swept field sun-burnt faces disperse seeds cloudburst of finches Kim M. Russell, 28th July 2019 My response to Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #95 Quest for a new masterpiece: sunflowers It’s the weekend again and a new meditation at CDHK, where our challenge is to create a new masterpiece haiku or tanka on the […]
The Spilling
Just when I’ve learnt to read the landscape carefully: the flight of birds and growth of plants, the arrangement of furrowed fields and coppiced hedges; now that I’ve mastered its punctuation with quiet glee: the question mark of church, comma of farmhouse, full stop of village and parentheses of trees; nature spills her evening ink […]
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