Darkness is the murkwhere monsters lurk,the black gulp of skyin the depths of night,when no stars glistenand no moon listens.It’s the silent smotherunder the coverwhen you get it in your headthat something’s under the bed. Kim M. Russell, 27th May 2024 Image by Annie Spratt on Unsplash This Quadrille Monday at the dVerse Poets Pub […]
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Drunk on Darkness
intoxicated cosmos swirls in late night wine staggering with stars Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem #1324 carried away by the night Today we have a quote Paulo Coelho’s novel Adultery: “Let yourself get carried away by the night from time to time. Look up at the stars and try to get […]
When Darkness Falls
night time comes early headlights flash and windows glow on the homeward road Kim M. Russell, 2017 My twenty-fifth response to Carpe Diem Winter Retreat 2017: Life is Beautiful
In the Darkness of the City
In the darkness of the city a weapon clatters to the pavement. Nobody listens. The traffic clamours. Always. She was once moon-eyed and young, trying Her wings. Now, in a dark alley, a middle-aged woman lifts up her tear-stained Face and is dragged behind the rubbish bins, Into the shadows. She lies amongst the rotting […]
An Audience of Darkness and Shadows
Another one that failed A pane of stained glass in the ornate dome Is splintered by a single ray of sun, Ghost light of a derelict hippodrome: Music hall of burlesque and grotesque fun. The eerie spotlight pans the vacant stage, Traces phantom footprints in years of dust, Picks out shambolic sheen of […]
Oh dear, everything seems gloomy!
Please don’t get the idea that I am depressed. I left with a poem about the weather conveying emotions; started today with a gloomy haiku; and then continued with another gloomy poem. The next one is less dark but not quite optimistic yet. I am exhausted from travelling but unable to sleep, so I’m a […]
I’ve got those Monday morning blues
Darkness and Chills It’s chilly Now that summer is gone There is a sharp edge That cuts away sunshine From the monochrome Photograph of a day Surrounded by Permanent penumbrae Night seems endless Morning meaningless Deafening darkness Seeps into my bones It’s chilly
writing in north norfolk 