What’s Going On?

Each walk reveals autumn’s treasures: late blooming flowers, nuts and berries illuminate ditches and hedges, ruby haws stud green leaves, and sunflowers linger between harvest sheaves. August’s visitors are long gone; daughter, son-in-law and grandsons have left a trace of joy behind, and they are always on my mind as I walk the country lanes. […]

Tuscan Sunset

Summer lingers: a few green leaves the colour of basil and fennel seed in thyme-scented September hedges; a flurry of saffron around the edges of a stilted, shrivelled sunflower; unharvested corn, a dirty ochre, and moon-yellow unmown grass gild autumn. A mural of flavour, a kaleidoscope of colour. Kim M. Russell, 20th September 2022 Tuesday […]

Autumn’s Folly

She paints the landscape red and gold,cossets fruit, more than we can hold, silvers webs and tinkers with the lightonly to plunge us into wintry night. Her leafy folly flutters and decays,the fruits of her labour last but days, winter haunts her with ghostly mistand bids her goodbye with an icy kiss. Kim M. Russell, […]

Autumn and Winter Duet

a last leaf swirls on the wind towards the east – first snow falls gently                                 Chèvrefeuille the seasons dance a duet until everything is white                            Kim M. Russell, 6th February 2020 My response to Carpe Diem Tan Renga Wednesday #12: a last leaf This Tan Renga Wednesday, our challenge is to complete a haiku from […]

Colourful Autumn

trodden underfoot jewel-hued leaves have faded berries stole their crown Kim M. Russell, 15th November 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1781 The Quest for A New Masterpiece Continues: Colourful Autumn This month’s theme, ‘Never Change A Winning Team’, focuses on haiku and today our challenge you to create new haiku masterpieces about ‘Colourful Autumn’.

Missing the Point

From mid-autumn until the end of winter,each day begins and ends with night,not morning’s gentle lightening or splinterof tea-time twilight, although sunsetstill kaleidoscopes in clear October skies.We live from day to day: wake up,rise and read about incessant liesover the rim of a tea or coffee cup.Then it’s time to catch a bus or train,ignoring […]

A Message from the Crows

She lingers by the lane, in the interregnum of autumn, an exhalation of green, watching glossy crows gather over stubbled fields of faded ochre, sewn delicately with bales and rustling with dragonflies. The end-of-day sun casts a murder of shadows, letters from above, the winged initials of her one true love. Kim M. Russell, 12th […]