in a black and white blur their scimitar wings soar they vent their haunting hunting call circling high in the sky with sharp falcon eyes tail feathers clenched before the fall gauntlets of leather and jesses to tether hoods and bells that ring legendary birds untameable with words they answer only to gods and kings […]
Summer Love on the Beach
salty surf trickles among pebbles in the sand caressing hot skin orchestra of crashing waves tinged with sunset’s afterglow Kim M. Russell, 5th July 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1696 Beach Love In today’s Summer Love episode, the challenge is to create Tanka (only tanka) on the theme of Beach Love and try to […]
Bridges
They explored the bridges of Madison County and each other, body and soul, to a soundtrack of crickets, rustling wheat fields, tyres on dusty roads, and jazz. Days were filled with sunlight, longing and an evening of candlelight. Heaven’s persuasion in a bullying downpour drew her eyes to the truck, cross swinging from the rear-view […]
Ice Cream Troiku
snow fall in belly adding lusciousness to feast vanilla ice cream S.D. Tiwari snow fall in belly spreads upwards to freeze the brain with creamy delight adding lusciousness to feast pistachio nuts flakes of chocolate vanilla ice cream best from a roadside seller when the day is hot Kim M. Russell, 3rd July 2019 My […]
Unknown
It’s there in the depths of midnight, swimming in the shadows, feeding on the frenzy of fear and the lees of nightmares stirred by moonlight. It’s in the chill of the floor before you find the bedroom light switch, check under the bed, remember what was said in the heat of an argument, even if […]
Summer Cocktail
tilted parasol we sip our summer cocktail two straws in one glass Kim M. Russell, 2nd June 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1694 summer cocktails This month’s Haiku Kai is all about summer love, and today the theme is ‘summer cocktails’.
Song of the Ornery Oak
I am an old oak bowed by years, knee-deep in my fractured limbs, leafless, bare of bark and splintered, destroyed by lightning in a storm. I am an old oak fraught with scars, and here you are with saw and axe already stained with another tree’s sap – I’ve anchored my roots to thwart your […]
Two Hearts – a tanka suite
walking together in a meadow of yellow buttery cowslips filled with the humming of bees honey-sweet as a first kiss a crown of petals daisy-chained by our fingers dusty with pollen trails on the summer breeze snags in overhanging leaves knee-deep in grasses on the edge of the meadow our fingertips touch with an exchange […]
A Pair of (Still) Blue Eyes – final draft
They have retained their lustre, yet it is dark beneath closed lids. They filter light to conjure colour in dialogue with the brain, resonant as Shakespearean actors. Tired after years of looking and seeing beyond words, they require lenses, windows on blurry landscapes and distorted Giacometti figures. They are prickling thistles, friable pillows of delicate […]
A Pair of (Still) Blue Eyes
We have retained our lustre, no vile jellies, and yet we know darkness. We orbs are oratory with the resonance of a Shakespearean player. We have a direct line to the brain, filtering light to conjure colour. But we need lenses, windows on blurry landscapes, distorted Giacometti figures, aliens in our owner’s ocular world. We […]
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