Slipping

The circus is over; curses escape rouged lips, the mask slips, dripping with clay lumpen and grey. Clown hands squeeze, poking dreams filled with screams trapped in a false face – a frozen grimace. Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Tuesday Poetics: The Metaphorical Mask, also linked to earthweal open link […]

Love

more than a feeling small seed growing in the soul a flowering heart Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem #1286 Love In a new episode of CDHK, today we have an ‘old’ prompt from February 2016, the month in which all prompts were set by our pirate Hamish Managua Gunn and had […]