seeds of religion carried in on the east wind Buddha’s blessings Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1377 Buddhism … found its way along the Silk Road In this new episode, Chèvrefeuille tells us more about ‘how Buddhism … found its way along the Silk Road’.
Winter and Summer Sedōka
a naked landscape of icy geometry black branches against grey sky swirling skirts of mist sharp scent of snow-covered pines words float in white clouds of breath riotous colour the ripening of cornfields splash of yellow sunflowers bees humming mantras from honeysuckle to rose blessing the summer garden Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to […]
Folding Rainbows
I watch each crystal raindrop that trickles down the window, a tear that lands with a dull plop in the blur of steamed-up glass. Inside each crystal raindrop is a spectrum folded in a bow, science captured in a full stop, a miracle that cannot be surpassed. Somewhere there’s a ray of hope and sunshine […]
Siddhartha and Govinda
enduring friendship two sides of the same coin a binding mantra Kim M. Russell, 2018 Siddhartha at the river My response to Carpe Diem #1376 Re-United In today’s episode, Chèvrefeuille tells us about the friendship between Siddhartha and Govinda, both Brahman’s sons who became friends early in their lives but, after starting a quest for […]
Dusk
The vestigial tail of day disappears into clouds, a sky of dead dreams wrought in gold- spattered water of seas and lakes: that’s all it takes. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt – Dusk #writephoto
Morning Conversations
You lift my hair like a cool breeze and kiss my ear; I’m the only one who’ll hear in the thundering silence of early morning. Everyone else is asleep or deaf to the poem that hums in my head, thrums like a guitar string, chatters like the sparrows in the hedgerows. Even when you trumpet, […]
Petra
antique rose withered by the desert sun thirsty for rain Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1375 Petra On our journey along the Silk Road, today we have arrived at the ancient town of Petra, a historical and archaeological city in southern Jordan. Chèvrefeuille tells us that Petra lies on the slope […]
I look for my voice…
and it sticks in my throat like a subterranean river in a concrete culvert it hisses like the breeze toothless in leafless trees or chevrons of goose music when what I desire is a speckle of thrush song to fly through open sky Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Poets United Midweek Motif: Voice
Crossroads Cuisine
Levantine salad the blessing of baba ghanoush a crossroads meze Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1374 The Levant Today’s episode is about an area in the Middle East known as The Levant, which Chèvrefeuille tells us includes Palestine, Israel and Syria. He says The Levant is bounded by the Taurus Mountains […]
No Alcohol Required
I get drunk on poetry and music, no alcohol required. You can keep your wine and beer; I love the cool, clear trickle of unadulterated nectar, must of grape and amber glow of apple and pear. No acidic burn of embarrassment, no hang- over, no regrets. I can still laugh at cheesy jokes, sing along […]
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