It’s a battle between umber cloudin a fiery orange and indigo skyand the raging sea crownedwith frosty foam – gods tossingboats between them like toys. And where are the buoys,the safe places for those thrownoverboard? Who know what liesbeneath the waves, what monsterscircle? Or are the monsters aboardthe ships, ignoring the gods,believing that they are […]
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A Parka for Your Soul
I hadn’t seen Miranda since school. We sat together, walked home together, and wrote poetry in her bedroom, which she didn’t have to share with siblings. I spotted her on the pavement, shivering cross-legged on a folded-up cardboard box. Matted hair poked out of a beanie. She wore a tatty jumper; there was no coat […]
Heart-Shaped Spud
I give you a humble potato,imperfect and caked in soil,ready to be bathed in clear water,it’s knobbles caressed and cherished. So versatile is the potato,it can be whatever you will,roasted, mashed, fried. To you I offera dish of Dauphinoise – embellished with garlic and cream, sliced potatocheesy with Gruyere, sprinkled with dill,slow-cooked until crispy on […]
To Steph
My dear,I’ll keep this short and sweet,like you, and the tartes au citron we’d eat,and the wine we’d drink in summer sunon rickety chairs in your garden. We’d giggle, laugh and sometimes sing,and often end up wonderingif passers-by could hear and smile at the love and fun we shared for a while. I missed you […]
February Snowdrops
There’s a frosty glint in the free-zing grass under the willow tree. Those small white drops, a glint of springthat always keeps me wondering when icy winds and sleet will cease,and hues of flowers will increase to make the garden zing. Kim M. Russell, 10th February 2024 Today is Quadrille Monday at the dVerse Poets […]
Sparrows in the Garden
As light returns, in dozing green,never a sparrow to be seen. Never in tangles of rusty fernsnor hedges rich with pungent tannincurled with smoke where bonfires burnin dozing green, as light returns. Outside the window, on fence and ledge,some chase each other in the hedge,or hide and seek in the curly willow.Too small to see, they’re […]
A Sweet Affair
An orchard’s fruit and its aromasare laden with sweet memories:a windfall of sparkling baublesor a bird café of dulcet squabblesover worms in russet orbs that endas feasts for feathered friends. Each bite of your acidic sweetnessarouses a harvest of ripe blushesbeneath a tree, under cover of night.‘I am sweet temptation in moonlight,’your apple breath whispers […]
Groundhog Day
Today I should have seen my shadow. Sunshine glistens on the frost, the sky is clear and pale blue, and the air icily fresh. But I’m staying indoors, as I’m unwell. I have put my trust in the snowdrops, which promise me faithfully that spring is on its way. I’ve seen them. The small ones […]
Where or When
Things past and presentare linked by a thread and Iam in the middle holding it all together: my little cat and my witch’s hat,all muted colours, greys and browns. The doors are locked,the table is bare,and I can’t let goto read the notepinned to the wall. I would love to ridea little white horsepast a […]
Random Words of Winter
you were a cold crone,Winter, dimming our thresholds –summer’s still a dream a dolorous crowbrings me yet another verse –see how words renew and yet we’re awareof cliffs, caves and salty seathe scent of sun cream *** While winter’s nose is still dripping,one memory will cause us joy,even when it’s getting dark by four: it’s […]
writing in north norfolk 