Megan closed the Chat Window, replacing it with the World Window, and sighed. The daily chat with her mother was becoming a chore and she felt ashamed to feel that way. None of her Friends seemed to have a problem with their mothers, but then hers had been much older when she ‘gave birth’. There […]
A Different Life
into this poem I pour all my worries my pleasure […]
Clockwatching
rhythmic tick constantly turning hands time stands still Kim M. Russell 7th July 2020 My response to Carpe Diem Exploring The Beauty Of Haiku #1827 Paradox Throughout July, we are exploring the beauty of haiku, and today’s episode begins with a quote from Plato to illustrate what paradox is: “I am the wisest man alive, […]
Little Ghost
Footprints in the dust on the table and the chairs, on wooden floors and stairs are left by little feet, invisible to everyone but me. Fingers pinch and flick my arms, stroke my cheek and, forbidding me to speak, coldly press upon my lips the desiccated taste of dust. Dents and hollows form in pillows […]
Fifth of July
I remember your birthdays as always sunny, with an occasional shower, maybe, but I only ever picture you with golden shimmers. Your smiles started as honeyed glimmers reflected in your sky-blue eyes, rapt with homemade gifts, so badly wrapped. Once, we took you to a restaurant; inside was candlelit while summer blazed outside. Tipsy with […]
To Unravel a Maypole
From his hiding place behind the throne, Will watched until every villager had dropped off to sleep, including the May Queen and her attendants. Silence fell like a curtain on a theatrical performance. He wasn’t sure what to do: stay and keep watch over Willa’s sleeping neighbours or return to the cottage to help her. […]
Full Swelter
We can’t blame Helios for burning at full swelter, as he has always done. Dedalus may have made the wings but Icarus was drawn, like all who followed sun or moon or Mars and tumbled helter-skelter, mystified by darkness, dazzled by light and heat, aiming for the unknown. We neglected the familiar, colour-blind to Earth […]
Coast
waves crash and roll at the feet of granite cliffs immovable grey Kim M. Russell, 3rd July 2020 My response to Carpe Diem Exploring The Beauty Of Haiku #1826 Juxtaposition In today’s new challenge, we are writing a haiku in which we use juxtaposition, or side-by-side contrast. Juxtaposition of two contrasting items is often deliberate […]
Al Fresco
a hot summer’s day sizzling into evening supper on the grill Kim M. Russell, 2nd July 2020 My response to Carpe Diem back on track, a new month, a new theme: Exploring the Beauty of Haiku I am delighted that Chèvrefeuille is back with a new episode of Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. There are a […]
Chalk Marks, Bears and What Lay Beneath
When I was a child the pavementwas a canvas, a joyful defacement:I made colourful chalk marks on the grey,a street artist, until the rain cameand washed them away.Hopscotch boxes led my feetacross the concreteand cracks warned of bearswaiting to eat meif I didn’t stay in the squares.I was curious about what laybeneath the heavy grey;grass […]