It was Easter, we were looking for something to eat before a gig; we were tourists wandering a street, canal on one side, on the other a row of houses. Our eyes slid sideways to glimpse through windows, idle curiosity in a city we had never been before, the picturesque home of pottery and Vermeer. […]
Tag: Cat
Lockdown with Cat
I am the cat who walks by herself, proudly practising social distancing from others. I purr at the spring sun stroking my fur, while my human peers from a prison of windowpanes, longing for a friendly hug, a shared coffee and conversation. In the meantime, we’ve had to ration cat food until the next delivery. […]
Cats Have Freckles Too
There are freckles on Mojo’s sharply clawed feline paws, one black full stop on each punctuating her silver fur, two sweet little hellos tattooed above her toes quite plainly for me to see. It’s how I recognised her on the day she chose me. Kim M. Russell, 29th July 2019 My response to dVerse Poets […]
Finding the Way Day 19
cat waits patiently full of curiosity another species Kim M. Russell, 2nd August 2018 My daily response to Carpe Diem Summer Retreat 2018 Finding the Way At Carpe Diem, it’s time again for the traditional seasonal retreat: a period of 30 days in which the goal is to write a daily haiku or tanka about […]
What is the Essence of a Cat?
Is it a purr or the brush of fur against a human cheek? Is it the curl of a curious tail or the tongue that licks it sleek? Is it a velvet paw, the kneading of sharp claws or a pleading squeak? Is it the surprise of a pair of jade or amber eyes and […]
Happiness in a Tea Cup
Fingers of light stroke the dew-soaked grass, sparkle in the dew, flicker through the willow; I raise the window blind and let them in. On my lap there’s a warm cat, in my hand my favourite cup of tea to sip. All around me calm and quiet – a poem blooms. Kim M. Russell, 17th […]
Moja
I have a singular cat with a name to match. Did I get it wrong? The number one in Swahili is moja; I didn’t know and called her Mojo, because she’s magic and addictive! Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads April One / One Love Marian welcomes us to […]
Poetic Purring
At peep of morning I hear the soft pad of a poem on the bedroom floor. A darker shadow sharpens in the gloom of my room and jade gems burn amber in strengthening beams of light. Verbs of velvet paws, sharp nouns and adjectives of claws swipe and glint at dust motes forming into stanzas. […]
Outside the Window
Cat springs: an arc of fur becomes a blur from carpet to window sill. Cat lands between a vase of flowers and a photo frame, nose pressed against the pane, eyes following a fluttering flock of feathers enjoying the first sunny day of spring. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest This is my […]
The Three Children of Fortune
A Grimm tale in response to imaginary garden with real toads Poetry To The Third Power Once upon a time, a father said to his three sons: ‘I am growing old and about to die; I am poor and have no money But I will give you each a gift. Go to a place […]
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