The sky is vacant, not a bird or a cloud in sight, just an inkling of a crescent moon – and then the sun tips into the dark slot of night in a fanfare of light before drawing dramatic drapes of purple and red and sending the majestic sun to bed. Kim M. Russell, 14th […]
Autumn Begins with a Comma
At the end of the summer Butterflies transform: Commas pause and magically become Dead leaves suspended from trees, Eventually turning, Falling into autumn. Kim M. Russell, 14th September 2018 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar: School Days, School Days, Good Ole Golden Rule Days . . . also linked to Poets United Poetry […]
Locusts Fly Low
locusts fly low over rice paddies in the dim sunlight Masaoka Shiki low buzz of devastation a dark storm cloud of hunger Kim M. Russell, 14th September 2018 My response to Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge Chained Together […]
Summer Traffic Jam
between dusty cars an orange butterfly flits the traffic rumbles exhaust fumes filter sunlight a dandelion beckons Kim M. Russell, 13th September 2018 My response to Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge 2018 Chained Together (III): between dusty cars Today we are adding a two-line stanza to a haiku I wrote in response to a Quest […]
A Summer Bachelor
missing a wife putting on bamboo grass a bachelor’s life […]
Pear Tree in Bloom
tender blossoms fall sweet perfume drifts on the breeze memories of peace Kim M. Russell, 11 September 2018 pear tree in full bloom on a battlefield collapsed house becomes beautiful again Shiki (re-worked by Chèvrefeuille) […]
A Perfect Rainbow
kissing the landscape a once in a lifetime bow wrapped around a storm Kim M. Russell, 11th September 2018 My response to Carpe Diem’s Quest for a (New) Masterpiece #3 the quest continues Today we have the third episode in the Carpe Diem quest for a masterpiece, a haiku or tanka which describes a moment […]
Everything Stopped
The room was silent. In one fell swoop of those planes the buzz just stopped – everything stopped, everyone stared at computer or TV screens, in disbelief at what they’d seen. Everything stopped, the world stopped spinning for a moment. So far from this tragedy and yet so close to anguished faces, desperate faces, faces […]
Rust and Dust
grasses wilt: the braking locomotive grinds to a halt Yamaguchi Seishi, (Tr. Michael R. Burch) dust between the rusty tracks a dandelion stoplight Kim M. Russell, 11th September 2018 My response to Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge Chained Together III: grasses wilt In a month […]
Quick
How quickly time passes, cuts to the quick of a quick lifetime of the quick and the dead, fills us with dread. Only the quick understand that, although our ashes and dust filter back into the earth, our souls dance on in the universe. Kim M. Russell, 10th September 2018 My response to dVerse Poets […]
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