The waiting was breath held under water, the longing a crushing ocean wave, and the scalpel sharp as moonlight. At the end of the darkest day, my daughter smiled pure sunshine, her smell was all I craved, and her eyes were like planets bright. She was the centre of of my universe, she burrowed beneath […]
Tag: Day 16
Spring Skeltonic
There’s blossom on the trees and the urgent hum of bees drifts on a gentle breeze that’s tickling my knees. The blackbird stopped his song, he thinks he got it wrong; he’s been silent for so long his voice is not so strong. But as the blossoms fall and bees begin to crawl, the blackbird […]
Poetry as a Cry in the Dark
I call out to you in the dead of night. Dawn seems so far away. Enlightenment is shrouded in shadow. A moment of solitary despair. A moonbeam of ecstasy and words appear. The hoot and screech of owls pivot the changing light. Even a poet feels the weight of sleep heavy on her eyes, when […]
Xenolith
her child’s smaller hand enveloped by her own hand a maternal rock Kim M. Russell, 31st October 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1533 Xenolith At the end of a month in which we have been celebrating Carpe Diem’s sixth anniversary with prompts following the alphabet, we are now at the letter X for xenolith, […]
Finding the Way Day 16
opening a book a gateway to another world secret word forest Kim M. Russell, 30th July 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 […]
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