Hibernation

Before hehibernates amongrusting crackles of leaves,a hedgehog lumbersinto the garden.A cross-sketching of prickles,he heaves himself through a fence,a hungry urchinsniffing out earthworms,slugs and snails,ready to makehis winter homein a pileof logs. Kim M. Russell, 28th November 2023 Image by K8 on Unsplash I wasn’t back in time to write a poem on Monday for this […]

I love…

a breath of sea air,the wind in my hair,watching a seabird drift off course,then finding its way back home; the rich purple huesof heather, the bluesof sea holly and cornflower,the electric-blue feather of a jay; the loud rumbling purrof my cats, their soft fur,the way they trust me not to movewhen they curl up on […]

Buckets

I would love to return to the seasideon a sixties time machine ride,where my sister and I used to playwith our plastic buckets and spades. I would feel the sand between my toes,watch the waves crash on the stones,and run down to the sea to fill my bucketwith water to pour in our sandcastle’s moat. […]