In dreams, another poem’s formed in a darkand silent room for an anonymous anthology.Poems map the seasons, track winter’s ragingfloods and untarnished summer skies. Stanzasstep like dancers across page or screen butthe audience is voiceless. In the morning,while out walking, seeking inspiration, I finda stubby piece of chalk on the empty road,consider hopscotch, but there’s […]
Tag: Day 26
Turnstone Sonnet
On such a day, to be beside the sea,immersed in seafoam rolling up the shore,and no one walking on the strand, just me,inhaling nature’s power, nothing more.Along the coast, the turnstones dip their beaksinto seaweed, fish bones and broken shells;like Sisyphus, they push and shove and tweakat pebbles brought in on the ocean’s swell.I’m not […]
Gráinne Ellen
Her names originate from myth and legend, and she bears them with a graceful nonchalance. From the Celtic word for sun, Gráinne, daughter of Cormac, was promised to the hero Fionn mac Cumhaill. She could be a descendant of Gráinne Ní Mháille, landowner of Mayo and Irish pirate queen. It’s hard to pronounce, even if […]
Spring in Speech Marks
My life has been steeped in chromaticity, punctuated by leaves and buds, but me, I’m still curled up like an apostrophe suspended between seasons. In the green garden, pointillistic blue flowers bloom as a cloud of full stops, and you surprise me like an exclamation mark, true to your pink gregariousness, bringing light and heat […]
I Want to Be Yours
I want to be your mouth wash drowning in your germsI want to be your mistle thrushdigging up your wormsif you like tea in a baglet me be your Earl Grey hagI don’t want to be a dragI want to be yours I want to be your spectaclessee things through your eyesI don’t want to […]
Chimney Pot
On warm days, when the fire’s unlit, one or two pigeons often sit on the roof and on a chimney pot, where, of course, it’s no longer hot and there’s no chance of being choked by the ever-swirling smoke of winter. In spring and summer, when I’m busy in the kitchen, I hear the pigeons’ […]
Love Eternally Day 26
emerging early from the warm darkness of bed a poem beckons Kim M. Russell, 10th 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 eternally’. The last five […]
Finding the Way Day 26
a vapour trail arc cuts gathering thunderheads the path to autumn Kim M. Russell, 9th 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 […]
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