in the early hours the nightingale tames its song a small splendid gift Kim M. Russell, 13th May 2018 My response to Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #32 Use That Quote … Florence Nightingale For this weekend’s meditation, we have an episode of the special feature ‘Use That Quote’. As this weekend is Florence Nightingale’s birthday […]
First Swallow of Spring
A sleek, high-spirited swallow, shadow plays among low- hanging branches of cedar, a songsmith and a seeder searching for a mate, a good omen cartwheeling as if he’d never left the Norfolk sky. Feet planted in the long grass, here in the garden stand I in a billowing green daze, thinking of warmer days, more […]
Capricious May
May is capricious, the garden is luscious, bathed in soft sun, daisy and dandelion- spattered. Sky turns bruised plum, sweetly congeals cloud jam, a chiff-chaff’s half-hearted call warning of imminent rainfall. Warning of imminent rainfall, a chiff-chaff’s half-hearted call sweetly congeals cloud jam. Sky turns bruised plum, spattered daisy and dandelion bathed in soft sun, […]
Shadow Puppetry
midnight sky drips ink on the spotlight of the moon windblown silhouettes Kim M. Russell, 11th May 2018 My response to Carpe Diem’s Quest for a (new) Masterpiece … introduction Chèvrefeuille believes a masterpiece is a haiku (or tanka) that has the power to become a classic like the Basho haiku about the old frog […]
Paron Lake
melting mountain peaks deep in the blue of the lake reflections remain Kim M. Russell, 11th May 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1430 Paron Lake (Peru) In today’s episode, our challenge is to create a haiku, tanka or other Japanese poetry form inspired by an image of Paron Lake, a lake in the Andean […]
Aporia Avenue
Footfalls echo in the memory down the passage we did not take; instead we took the avenue of apathy, moonful children exploring half-hearted graveyards with lichen-covered stones over row upon row of mouldering bones. What was at the end of the passage, the one we did not take? A message of hope, a future of […]
My new job title is…
Infant Inspirer: I’m a singer of songs and narrator of stories, bouncing and rhyming on Wednesdays and Thursdays. I count ducks on my fingers and pigs on my toes, bringing poems and music wherever I go. Kim M. Russell, 10th May 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Rommy’s Challenge: Job Title Rommy […]
Next Stop Galera Station
breathless altitudes only ghost trains rattle through shadowy mountains Kim M. Russell, 9th May 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1429 Galera Station We are on our way on the Peruvian Railroad, one of the highest railroads of the world, which also has one of the highest railway stations, Galera Station, where the trains no […]
H2O
Although chemistry remains a mystery to me, I love the combination of hydrogen and oxygen: liquid that flows and trickles and drips, fills lakes and oceans, floats ships, quenches thirst and washes clean, sparkling foam, currents and waves, and the way the invisible […]
Loss
Yellow catkins drip from grey willow, catch early morning light through mist. Another season dwindles like smoke or ghosts of long-lost family and friends, and drifts away with my self-worth, my memory, the agility of mind and body. Yet I am are still learning, in my nostalgic yearning, to become untethered like a boat and […]
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