Night populates the city, black ink spilling over pavements, splashing quiet corners, filling squares and parks, water- falling down the riverbank, soaking a couple as they hurry from one island of sodium light to another, across the Love Bridge, an anchor for younger hearts padlocked to railings. On the far bank, night is celebrated with a candle-cake […]
Solitude
in his solitude only the poet speaks words quiet and content © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Rainer Maria Rilke at his desk. Image found on duino-elegies.tumblr.com My eighth haiku for the Carpe Diem First Winter Retreat 2016 the kick off – find the silence
Spring Madness
after months of darkness shivering under winter’s harness hope blossoms in the trees spring wafts on the breeze as she transports her flounder back to where she found her beached by a turbulent wave floundering in a sandy grave she rescued Neptune’s daughter and kept her in a globe of water until after months of […]
Przejście (Transition): the anonymous pedestrians of Wroclaw
the weight of bronze hearts sinks in anonymity below the junction daily traffic flows, feet tread and the disappeared return © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Carpe Diem Tanka Splendor #22 Teika’s 8th Tanka Writing Technique – Novel Treatment (prompt: blues) and linked to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Tuesday Platform In today’s episode of […]
Afternoon in Wroclaw
Autumn sepia-tints gathering clouds copper: at three o’clock the day is already drawing curtains on a red and white chimney rising from the other bank of the Oder, piercing the horizon, its smoke a white wind sock frozen while the weather takes a breath. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille […]
The Meeting of the Ways
How many poets and songwriters Have written about the parting of the ways? What about the time when they first meet, When eyes lock, lips touch, fingers tangle As you wander together down the same street? The only signs you need are body language, Exploration of thought and tongue, Locked in a metaphysical conversation Where […]
Acedia
I wallow like a walrus In my laziness, Unable to work or play Or even pray, Scrawling somatic lingua franca On the walls of my acedia. I remain in front of the television, Ignoring my friends’ derision, Watching soaps from the Antipodes. When the doorbell rings, I pull myself to my knees, Uncoil my spine […]
Gardening in the Autumn Rain
soaked by constant rain the gardener rakes autumn in a gaudy pile © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Carpe Diem Special Japanese Poetry In The Lowlands #4 Mariëtte Schrijver In this new Carpe Diem Special, Chèvrefeuille has introduced another Dutch haiku poet, Mariëtte Schrijver, who started creating haiku and senryu quite recently and was […]
Gaudy Trap
threads of bright raindrops hang in the frosty hedgerow autumn necklaces sparkling and captivating – a hungry spider’s waiting © Kim M. Russell, 2016 spider web by LeQuip on DeviantArt My response to Carpe Diem Tanka Splendor #21 Spider’s Web Today we have an autumn prompt, ‘spider’s web’, and Chèvrefeuille has shared a haiga with the following […]
Guilty Chrysanthemum
imperial blooms and golden globes of autumn chrysanthemum sprays in churches and hospitals guilt at the petrol station © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on www.dailymail.co.uk My response to Carpe Diem Tanka Splendor #20 Chrysanthemums In this episode of Carpe Diem Tanka Splendor, following yesterday’s 7th Tanka Writing Technique by Teika, ‘clever treatment’, Chèvrefeuille’s prompt is […]
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