Signs

if you lose your way, consult the sky above you: by day, track the sun; at night, trust in the atlas of shiny constellations Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response to Carpe Diem #1126 depend on yourself In this episode, Chèvrefeuille has explained further about the connections between the Road to […]

Whisper of Weather

Fog obscures the path, Whispering smoke Among naked trees, Drawing everything Into its grey embrace. Dogs and walkers loom, Then fade and disappear Into its muffled eeriness. I walk on and brush away The damp and chilly trace Of foggy fingers from my face. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image by David Russell My response to dVerse […]

Eyes Wide Open

At five o’clock, the moon’s face Peered into my window, Suspended in the space Between the branches of the willow, Pregnant with poetry. At six, I blindly tip-toed down the shadow Of the stairs, carefully Cradling my lunar embryo, Crooning a lullaby, a celestial tune To soothe the baby moon. At dawn, the poem was […]

Suspended

the road winds ahead below an insipid sky gulls ghost on the wind we are suspended in time waiting for the green of spring Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem #1124 time Today Chèvrefeuille is challenging us (again) with the prompt ‘time’, which we have seen several times before, but we are […]