Eating Poetry

The mille-feuille pastry of a freshly baked poem crumbles at the ferocity of the pen, fragile flakes fly, dotting pages with sugar, a sweetness that may turn stale if we try to savour it for too long. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest I’m hosting the Weekend Mini Challenge at Imaginary Garden with […]

Pigeon Feather

on overheard wires woodpigeons sit and grumble preening grey plumage their mottled heads together they drop a single feather Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on www.wildaboutbritain.co.uk Day fourteen of Carpe Diem’s Spring Retreat 2017 fragile beauty Chèvrefeuille has welcomed us to the Spring Retreat 2017. Last year we had two retreats: one in summer and […]

Ramshackle

Pitiless tides crash down crumbling cliffs, monuments of earth, chalk and stone, tossing grey-headed gulls like ramshackle skiffs amongst shattered shells and broken bones. Tattered terns gyre between columns of wind, soaked and salted by anarchic waves, battling the air with drowsy wings like ragbag, blustering buccaneers. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest […]

Snow fell…

Snow fell during the night, fresh and bitter, scattering glitter, exhaling biting winds perfumed with winter. This morning we marvelled at icicles and ice flowers on the window and tingled with the chilly thrill of a season all in one day. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response to dVerse Poets Pub Open […]