We inhale scent of roadside pines infused in each raindrop that silver-spatters needles and, snail-like, trickles down their sodden spines. A tidal sussuration, the forest weeps with kisame; we taste rain on our lips: teardrops kissing raindrops, kissing you kissing me. Kim M. Russell, 7th June 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads […]
Losing my Feet
As a child, I loved to run, to feel the ground pulsate as I began to pound and forge my rhythm into speed. Wind on face, the pull of muscle and the burning in my lungs were proof that I was still alive; I could lose my feet and fly. Kim M. Russell, 7th June […]
Afterglow
a shower of sparks fades pink on the horizon euphoria glow Kim M. Russell, 7th June 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1448 afterglow (yuuyake) Today’s kigo is ‘afterglow’, which means ‘burnt evening’ or yuuyake, the glow of the sky at sunset.
Shincha
early cup of tea infusing leaves in water an innocent joy Kim M. Russell, 6th June 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1447 new tea (shincha) Carpe Diem’s theme for this month, ‘One Sunny Day’is all about season words and the classical kigo for Summer, as used by the classical haiku poets. Today’s kigo is […]
Invisible Friends
A summer-born child, I lived in my head, I drew, wrote, sang and read, peopling worlds with invisible friends to fill the space where reality ends. Now I feel winter creep into my bones and my poetic graffiti covers the stones, written in lichen of saffron and green; childhood’s buried where it can’t be seen. […]
Sparkling Daisies
scattered in the grass constellations of daisies micro universe Kim M. Russell, 5th June 2018 My response to Carpe Diem’s Sparkle of Joy: introduction and first ‘task’ Chèvrefeuille has been explaining the meaning of Tantra. Apparently, through Tantra, we can release ‘Kundalini energy’, which can set us free. He tells us that in Tantra, the […]
Winter Love
empty winter beach discarded clothes and footprints leading to the dunes Kim M. Russell, 5th June 2018 My response to Carpe Diem’s Crossroads #11 “a winter’s love” The first episode of ‘Crossroads’ for June is about love, using two haiku by our host: torn apart clothes thrown against a beach pole a winter’s love bare […]
Eyes Shut and Golden
I’m delighted that I have another ekphrastic poem in Volume 5, Chapter 8 of the Visual Verse Anthology. You can find it on page 16 or you can follow the link to ‘Eyes Shut and Golden‘.
Hana Tachibana
white-gloved petal hand orange scent of abundance a wave and it’s gone Kim M. Russell, 4th June 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1446 mandarin orange blossoms (hana tachibana) Today’s classical kigo prompt is ‘mandarin orange blossoms’.
Homeless
She hobbles over cobbles, oblivious to the flash of gold-finches in the branches of dusty urban trees. They tinkle as they gather round dandelion puffs to eat seeds, collect fluff for their cobbled-together nests, while she’s still looking for a night-time place to rest. Kim M. Russell, 4th May 2018 My response to dVerse Poets […]
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