a blackbird whistles in a cloud of pink blossom announcing the day these cherry blossoms each one a microcosm painted by nature Kim M. Russell, 2nd October 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1511 Basho’s Blossoms (Revise That Haiku) Today it’s the second letter in the alphabet, B for Basho’s blossom, and the challenge is […]
October Apples
Some of the windfalls have been collected and piled on a plastic garden chair. There are no signs of wild-life bites or nibbles, and only one green apple among them. They blush with October colours and scent. Among them, one is more than half russet, almost bronze, a bruised rogue among the beauties. It must […]
Adventure
a sprinkling of frost icing this fresh-baked morning a new adventure Kim M. Russell, 1st October 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1510 Adventure … the celebration starts This month we celebrate Carpe Diem’s sixth anniversary and we will have an episode a day, following the alphabet, starting today with the letter A for […]
Final Curtain
final curtain falls billowing like ocean waves silencing the stars final curtain falls a veil across the sunrise no more blackbird song billowing like ocean waves there is no applause when the curtain falls silencing the stars dark clouds pass over the moon the curtain’s fallen Kim M. Russell, 30th September 2018 My response to […]
Adrift
It was the season of drifting scents, ice on the windscreen, pine needles on the wind. Outside, Christmas roses still clung to thorny stems and I longed for secateurs to deadhead delicate corpses but could not bear to touch petals the colour of bruised skin. Instead I opened a window to cut the cloying breath […]
Poets Curve
We are curving, avoiding life’s black holes, skipping star-encrusted puddles, bending light through space and time, taming swirls of cosmic inky rhyme, producing poetry of gravity, predicting relativity. Kim M. Russell, 30th September 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Physics with Björn: Gravity and space-time curvature Björn is back to inspire us […]
Lend me your arms
lend me your arms, fast as thunderbolts, for a pillow on my journey Hendrik Doeff bid me goodnight with a kiss seal our love until morning Kim M. Russell, 28/09/2018 My response to Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge Chained Together III: lend me your arms In […]
A Secret Guest
Hidden in plain sight, trapped in the linseed scent, the musk of old art and paint, behind the green and ochre of the Olive Trees for over a century, it forfeited the freedom of life en plein air. Vincent didn’t notice his secret guest, having picked off “a good hundred flies and more”. The grasshopper […]
Within these Walls
I often misplace things within these walls: my keys, the telephone – it’s cordless – but never my glasses, which are always on my nose. I know I’ll find them again on a shelf crammed with favourite books or the table beside my armchair. In the middle of the night, when the only light is […]
In an Empty Shoe
rest on the field – a lonely cricket chirping in an empty shoe Virginia Popescu its sole is cracked and broken weeds and grass are growing through Kim M. Russell, 26/09/2018 My response to Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge Chained Together III: in an empty shoe Today is the penultimate regular episode of the […]
