We dance with the universe,where planets cross paths, orbit each other, and regularly alignwith meteor tales and imagistic showers. We are light wavesand white noise coming together in poetic symphony. With long-handled spoonswe stir stars until they swirl, then dwindle, open a crack in the universe,a swathe of galaxies, nanoscopic sequins on the scarf […]
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Petulance
The wind kicks fallenleaves around the garden,a petulant childwith a new pair of Wellington boots. Unlike the usual November grey,the sky looks grizzly,ready to burst into tears,one raindrop squeezing, droppingon almost dry washing. I shake my finger. Kim M. Russell, 25th November 2024 Image by Chris Lawton on Unsplash It’s Quadrille Monday at the dVerse […]
Us
It was the beginning of us,that weather-buffeted cottageby the North Sea, haunted bysaline spectres and seabirds. Out-of-season virgin beaches wereravaged by wind, foot and paw prints.Seal-stalkers button-eyed us wearilyfrom the waves; they seemed to know about teeth-chattering winters spentwatching the carpet rise and watertrickle down rain-blasted walls. Yetit was cockle-warming: the damp, smoky crackles […]
Last of the Undersea Dragons
The sea is replete with the briny tears I’ve shed,which pour from my cave on the ocean bed. I’m bound with pungent seaweed like manaclesand studded with tenacious barnacles. When thunderstorms set the waves a-rocking,I rise to the surface, where fork lightning illuminates my scales of bladder wrack greenand coral pink – however they’re never […]
Blue Sunset
“Can we watch the sun set tonight?” AI-kita asked me as she put the supper things away. “Of course, sweetheart. Whatever you want,” I said, turning the knob inside the cupola. The shutters opened to reveal Mars’ blue twilight. I felt AI-kita’s hand slip into mine, recalling the first time we held hands, expecting hers […]
On the Wings of a Northern Nanny
It starts with skitter of claw and whirr of wing,a battalion of ragged cormorants wrestling wild,ends with a sudden crunch like bones or antlers. With a sense of being elf-shot – sleet’s sharp sting –we cling together, yet unreconciledwith nature hurling branches, bowling boulders. There’s devastation all along the windinghomeward path, up past the church, […]
Nature’s Not So Well Kept Secret
Behind brief, flickering shadows,the invisible bones of nature glow. Autumn sun burnishes leaves,like gun smoke their incense breathes. For centuries men have used their mindsto construct walls of different kinds to repel enemies and protecttheir property, kin and the rich select. But nature has a single secret,one she’s never very well kept: winter threatens humans […]
What Lay Beneath
Once, the pavement was a canvasfor colourful chalk on grey.I was a street artist until the rain washed it away,became curious about what laybeneath. Grass and weeds promised a secret world of soil,ants, scuttling beetles,and an earthworm’s coil. Kim M. Russell, 11th November 2024 Image by Morten Jakob Pedersen on Unsplash It’s Quadrille Monay at […]
A Magical Paradelle
I have captured the magical glow of rowan berries.I have captured the magical glow of rowan berries.Their crimson-orange is the colour of a robin’s breast.Their crimson-orange is the colour of a robin’s breast.Crimson-orange magical glow is the colour I have.A captured robin’s breast the berries of a rowan. The barrier to enchantment is thus removed.The […]
Joy of Words
I find joy in words,in their different combinations:the way they flock like birdsor break off into sentences;their meanings and suggestions,their gathering in poems, songs,and stories of reality or fiction. I find joy in peace and quiet,time alone to read and write,let imagination and words run riot,to play with rhythms and rhymes,travel in space and time,revisit […]
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