This island was mine;I lived alone with everything upon it,unnamed but known to me. Twanging music accompanied the lullabyof voices on the wind and waveswhen this island was mine. Now I collect sticks for firewoodand share the bounty of my isle,unnamed but known to me, with no hope of unconditional love,a gentle touch, a mate […]
Tag: Day 23
Dawn Chorus
Woken by the sound of birdsong,at first a distant tin whistle of a song,I pull on a sweater and step outside,where a pink and yellow colourwash creeps across the sky. When spring is almost at its peak,with blackbird, thrush and robin spilling music from their beaks,I can’t help but join in the joyful roundnow the […]
The Flats by the Playing Field
1. Too many stairs to the top floor, and yet I ran up them, brave and unafraid of falling, but more scared of the piss-scented lift that always stopped between floors. 2. If you bumped into a neighbour, leaping downstairs was easier, even on the way to the grocery store. it was an escape, the […]
William
His young hands were slender, quick and strong, creating worlds in drama and in song, busy and stained with ink; the scratching of the pen spurred him to think. But hands that once were softened by caress, eager to hold and often poised to bless, became stiff and talon-like with age, faltering fingers fought to […]
Clever Fish
Soundlessbubbles slipfrom lips;silentpops and kissesbecomenouns,adjectives,verbs that swimbetweenlinesof verse,glittering silver-scaled wordswhisperingsun-dappledthroughthe lengthof a poem,against the flow,but with the tide. Clever fish. Kim M. Russell, 23rd April 2021 Image by Steve Halama on Unsplash My response to NaPoWriMo Day Twenty-Three Day twenty-three and the challenge is to write a poem that responds, in some way, to another. […]
After Sunset
It’s as late as afternoon can get, the in-between time, when the light is low and golden on the brink of night, and the horizon is haunted by the silhouette of a spiny hawthorn tree blossoming white. The witch of Beltane protects us from the bite of vampires and other creatures of darkness, yet allows […]
Love Eternally Day 23
with wrinkled fingers she wraps a scarf round his neck they walk hand in hand Kim M. Russell, 7th November 2018 My response to Carpe Diem’s Autumn Retreat 2018 Love Eternally It’s time for Carpe Diem’s Autumn Retreat, a period of 30 days to write haiku or tanka every day on a specific theme: ‘love […]
Finding the Way Day 23
finding their way earthbound souls take flight and rise death has no season Kim M. Russell, 6th 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 […]
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