Songbirds are backin the blossoming hawthorn –a warble, a trill and thenthey are airborne. Early in March,it’s wheatears, or ‘white arse’,with sand martins not farbehind. Chiffchaffs will followbut the true signof burgeoning springare the swallows. Kim M. Russell, 10th March 2026 De hosted the dVerse Poets Pub Monday Quadrille yesterday, those poems of precisely 44 […]
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Bird Sky
disturbed flock of birds takes wing, wheeling and turning, pouring from the sky Kim M. Russell, 2017 My twenty-ninth response to Carpe Diem Winter Retreat 2017: Life is Beautiful
Following the Bird
It was on the Bohemian trail, a hippy journey to her soul, when she met an insouciant bird that flew ahead on road and rail and led her to her illusory goal with never a chiding word. An old cassette of favourite songs in the bottom of her backpack reminded her of friends she left […]
Ascension
shadow silhouette of a bird of prey ascends – my soul leaps and soars above spring-warmed earth heat glows sun-silvered and bird-haunted Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response to Carpe Diem Namasté The Spiritual Way – Ascension In this new episode, Chèvrefeuille challenges us to create haiku, tanka or another Japanese […]
The Second to Last Bird of Sunset
I look up at a vacant sky; except for one small cloud and the inkling of a crescent moon it’s empty – and then, there they are, swerving, climbing, swooping, flocking into the sunset. Sometimes, as the sun drops into the dark slot of night, the second to last bird’s wings briefly singe, forever cast […]
This Morning
In quickening light, quietude disperses with quisling ghosts of night. Outside the window, quitch grass quivers under quicksilver dew. A curious quirky bird sitting in the willow questions every word of every line I write, a quaint critic of whom I am quite fond. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday […]
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