first autumn morning the mirror I stare into shows my father’s face © Murakami Kijo memories evaporate into steam clouds of sorrow Kim M. […]
Unconditional Love Day 24
early morning sounds fading dreams, a loved one’s breath beating of two hearts Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem Summer Retreat 2017 (unconditional) love
Waves
“These waves are claws, the boat is caught in them, you can feel it.” Theo van Gogh’s reaction to Hokusai’s ‘Under the Wave off Kanagawa’ Hokusai’s vivid emotion echoes, a great wave of Prussian blues, each line curling, echoing in its own splash, all born of a daily exorcism to limber up the brush: painting […]
Echoes of Bluebell Woods
Between the trees it’s blue, as if the sky had fallen and been transformed into nodding blooms, all-knowing fairy traps of truth. It’s a soft echo of blue, a Beltane pool to dive into and be swept away by a current of old magic. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response to […]
Unconditional Love Day 23
nest full of spring chicks a greenfinch sings from a branch each breath a shudder Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem Summer Retreat 2017 (unconditional) love
May Tan Renga Day 4
silent steps – one more candle illuminates the old chapel © Ese dancing shadows disappear banished by the growing flames Kim M. Russell, 2017 lighting one candle with another candle an evening in spring […]
May Tan Renga Weekend Meditation: Morning Breeze
morning breeze coming in the window surf sounds Jane Reichhold secrets of the ocean enfolded in a sea shell […]
Symbiosis
(found in a scientific article) Trespassing algae slip inside, make no attempt to hide their intimate intentions. The salamander eggs are secure from the Ambystoma egg lovers – they only want a cuddle and some warmth. It’s a win-win situation: the algae feast on waste of nitrogen and carbon seeping from the eggs, photosynthesising oxygen, a […]
Unconditional Love Day 22
thirsty world shivers slate grey sky flickers above rain shower of love Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem Summer Retreat 2017 (unconditional) love
The Last Narcissus
Drooped under the hedge, a faded socialite after the party’s over, her flouncy yellow dress is stained and torn, flapping round ungainly limbs. Retiring to the darkness of her bed, a splash of sunshine wrapped in onion skin, she waits for next spring. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix Teresa […]
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