Autumn Begins with a Comma

At the end of the summer Butterflies transform: Commas pause and magically become Dead leaves suspended from trees, Eventually turning, Falling into autumn. Kim M. Russell, 14th September 2018 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar: School Days, School Days, Good Ole Golden Rule Days . . . also linked to Poets United Poetry […]

Leaving the Library

Inside the library, readers are turning leaves, devouring stories and stuffing words up sleeves to ponder at their leisure, while some are just hiding from the autumn weather. Outside the library and just inside the door, brittle leaves skitter in huffs of dust across the floor, cart-wheeling freely, while some are just hiding from the […]

Seasonal Impressionism

allusive brush of mist and dew dissolves fields the landscape becomes a swirling maelstrom trees are beaching whales Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Fussy Little Forms: Shadorma This week Marian is hosting the weekend mini-challenge; she says she was thinking about how she’s been a bit stuck lately, […]