My response to dVerse Poets Pub Haibun Monday #12 – Beauty in decay It’s a rainy Tuesday morning near the end of April. A chill wind tosses the willows, shaking young leaves that drip with icy rain. Spring buds and blooms are fearful. The daffodils in the vase have antiqued and their papery petals are […]
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The Wedding Dress
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Form-For-All/Meeting the Bar; Décima I accompanied my only daughter to her first wedding dress fitting yesterday, which inspired me to write the following decima. Naturally, I can’t include a picture of the dress, so I here’s one of my daughter as a toddler! You, in a champagne froth of […]
Tara
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics: Folk talk Not long after I moved to Ireland in 1980, when my daughter was born, we lived near the Hill of Tara in County Meath. I always thought she was a changeling! Running up the Hill of Tara Sentinel over the River Boyne, Ancient seat Of the kings […]
Twisted
My response to the dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille 7 – Twist Stomach knots like ivy bound around twisted branches of a gnarled tree. Hands like ropes strangle entangle twisted fingers of despair. Hard teeth like stone gnaw elastic rubber lips twisting meaningless moans. Passion like Eden’s snake screws what was true into paroxysms of […]
Frankenstein’s Fantasia
I took two poems I posted a while ago and created a new poem as a response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics – Fantasia A silver thread of melody Augments and diminishes In dissonance and harmony, Underpinned by a heartbeat. Echoing with ambient sound, Crushing crescendo and euphony, Drums and dynamics bloom and […]
Lost for Words
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Haibun Monday #11: Reach Out Five years ago, I could still call Mum on the telephone and have a conversation. She knew my name. Told me she loved me. Shared a joke or two. I’d go down and help out when Dad was in hospital and I’d introduce her to […]
Sevenling (When)
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar: the Sevenling When I was young I longed for Tinseltown: pop of flashbulbs, frenzy of fans, lust for life. Give me sanctuary, companionship and quietude, away from the hustle and bustle: a familiar face and a couple of cats. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 […]
Sevenling (Who says?)
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar: the Sevenling Who says life is all births, deaths and marriages? My life is all land, sea and soul-scapes – shared with you. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 (google images)
Fragile
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille #6 – Shimmer The ice queen stared at her frozen looking-glass heart shimmering glimmering its patina of ice scintillating in brittle fragility waiting for the crack of an unfaithful fist the slow-motion shimmy and shatter of smithereens a flurry of pulverised promises each fragment reflecting his face […]
North Norfolk Mammoth
My response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge #24: Cleave poem and dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night #169 At the feet of crumbling cliffs / Norfolk juts its chin at the North Sea Below sand and gravel / stubborn and defiant as Canute Deposited by glaciers / in the flattened landscape Over a million years ago […]
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