My response to dVerse Poets Pub Haibun Monday #17 In most parts of the UK, July and August are on average the warmest months of the year: blue skies, sunshine and soaring temperatures. Although it has been said that a British summer consists of two fine days and a thunderstorm which, until the last few […]
After the Funeral
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #119 “July 25th, 2016” Words careen Like damselflies that fidget Around a skiff, backlit By summer sun. The damage is done And the bitter resonance Of the funereal anechdoche Protrudes into the black hole Of the womb, urging the passing soul To commence its transmigration, Giving it impetus In […]
Rain Chimes
My response to Carpe Diem Special #216 Patircia Donegan’s “lean into the wind” In today’s CD Special Chèvrefeuille has shared two haiku by Patricia Donegan. The goal of the CD-Special is to create an all new haiku trying to catch the same feeling, tone and spirit as the given haiku. Here is my offering: rain […]
Infinite Octave
My response to Carpe Diem Theme Week (5) (7) The Eighth Ray, or the ultimate path to ascension. white intensity explodes into a rainbow infinite octave © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on YouTube
A Breath of Heather
My response to Carpe Diem #1005 Heather sweet smell of thistles, bees hum and the wind whistles in a sea of heather permeating hill and heath with its fragrant honeyed breath © Kim M. Russell, 2016
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Tightropes and Stilts
My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Play It Again, Toads Words Count with Mama Zen: Is your life a circus? If so, which circus performer are you? Tell me about your act . . . in 90 words or less. The long and precarious Tightrope walk Stopped When I left the big […]
A Curtailed Summer
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Writing Prompt #169 “Collage Special Edition” That year of our childhood, We picked berries, Squeezed their shiny plumpness Until their blood ran red. Intoxicated by the bitter sweetness And our summer freedom, We tottered down to the mill pond And clambered on the abandoned Lichen-stained waterwheel, Anchored in a snarl […]
Swimming in the Red Lake
My response to Elusive Trope’s Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge I heave my lazy head from shadow of whispering water, swim in gorgeous red smear of sweet honey light on delirious lake, skin cool as a rose petal symphony. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on www.flickr.com
Pleiades
My response to dVerse Poets Pub 5 Year Celebration Part Five; Revisiting Anthony Desmond Gayle is hosting the 5th part and last day of the special 5th anniversary celebration, starting with an interview with Anthony Desmond, including his poem ‘When Everything Real is Gone’ as a prompt to reflect and write on a belief (or what […]
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