When I lived in London, I owned a silver Mini Ritz with a brilliant sound system. During the summer holidays, I would take my daughter to work with me as I had a colleague with a girl of the same age and they would play together at her house, which was just down the road. […]
Fallen into Bedlam
She woke to the sound of a quarrel, surrounded by whitewashed narrow walls. But they couldn’t whitewash sorrow with a smattering of hollow words. It was all a masquerade, this singing in Bedlam, a one-woman parade, to escape the man who had sprayed her life with his rotten sheen, turned her into something obscene to […]
May Tan Renga Day 1
on a gust of wind the cherry blossoms dance through the streets in praise of the Creator © Chèvrefeuille spring flies ahead of itself towards the warmth of summer Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge Month (Second Edition), May 2017 #1 on a gust of wind Chèvrefeuille has welcomed […]
Unconditional Love Day 16
a baby’s cry permeates the depths of sleep scent of milky skin Kim M. Russell, 2017 Mother and Child by Gustav Klimt My response to Carpe Diem Summer Retreat 2017 (unconditional) love
Silenced by a Particle
I once sat in an exam, looking for the one right answer, reluctant to accept the duality of light. How does light wave? Should I wave back? According to Einstein, light is a continuous field of waves, which makes me feel wanted. But then, it seems, light travels away, leaves as an electromagnetic wave, divides, […]
Dedication
breathing mountain air unaware of rocks and stones sounds blend into one Kim M. Russell, 2017 Young Mountain Monk My response to Carpe Diem Namasté, The Spiritual Way #8 Spiritual Imagination In this week’s ‘Namasté, The Spiritual Way’ episode, we have a selection of images for inspiration. We should choose an image and create a […]
Unconditional Love Day 15
a precious gift blue butterfly on the wing the first one this spring Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on 123RF.com My response to Carpe Diem Summer Retreat 2017 (unconditional) love
The Second to Last Bird of Sunset
I look up at a vacant sky; except for one small cloud and the inkling of a crescent moon it’s empty – and then, there they are, swerving, climbing, swooping, flocking into the sunset. Sometimes, as the sun drops into the dark slot of night, the second to last bird’s wings briefly singe, forever cast […]
Self-Cento(red)
There’s a chill in the early morning air. Light spreads brightly downwards from the wide fluttering clusters of papery wings, tangles tongues with rain. Anonymous at a timeless hour, pigeons pace like commuters in the station, detect a rhythm, diminuendo of minor notes – no cooing on the telephone wire. A shadow flits ahead. Along […]
Moon Flower
rising from shadows flowering the night garden a blossoming moon Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Chèvrefeuille’s Gift to You to Celebrate Our First Luster Of Carpe Diem Haiku Kai #2 “Use That Quote” A few weeks ago Chèvrefeuille started a special feature to celebrate our upcoming first luster. In this special feature he […]
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