Summer was the worst time to be sick, tucked up tight in bed, restrained by grandmother’s hospital corners, bullied by the clock’s resonant tick. The room was stifling, even the sticky Lucozade was too warm to fizz, and the fly too drowsy to buzz and batter against the window. Outside, neighbourhood children played, lawnmowers droned […]
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Impressions of New York
I was nervous about the long flight, the stories I had heard about New York, and the terrible event of the previous year. Yes, my one and only visit took place a year after 9/11. We came in to land at night, lights sparkled below us, but I was sitting in a middle aisle and […]
Love Notes from a Courtesan
aromatic steam rises from a matcha bowl waiting for your lips to press against porcelain sweet taste of jasmine flowers our tantric dancing trips the light of galaxies we are earth and moon cheek to cheek and face to face inhaling each other’s breath when we last parted soft drumming of rain on leaves was […]
Holes
I have torn holes in life, portals from one self to another, city to city, country to country. I have adapted my nostrils to different scents and smells, my tongue to sweet and sour. I have adjusted my eyes to everchanging landscapes, falling from another sky to land on concrete or grass, sometimes on my […]
Summer Fix
In blades of grass and leaves I feel the ebb and flow of chlorophyll, everything is soaked in bliss, fixed green by photosynthesis. Mother Nature welcomes June, she lights the fuse to start the fun with golden bursts of dandelions celebrating in the sun. Kim M. Russell, 18th May 2020 My response to dVerse poets […]
A Common Blue in May
flashing butterfly among the honeysuckle a neon blue spark Kim M. Russell, 14th May 2020 A haiku for dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night It’s my husband’s birthday today, so I’m keeping it brief with a haiku and a small butterfly.
Seeds of Doubt
Aurora flamed across the golden acre, begging me to dig and till the soil, plant seeds tender and true, until I felt beholden. Persephone had done her magic, sewn the landscape up with flowers, sprinkled rain among the sunshine, birthed earthly, aerial and aquatic and I knew it must be done. Pots of seedlings were […]
Only a Dream
She gets into bed accompanied by a whisper of rain like a tentative apology, lulling her into a fitful sleep. It drips through her dreams, punctuating them with watery full stops. So many dreams, like the flicker books she loved as a child, only the pictures change too quickly, from the first day of lockdown, […]
Waiting for the Woodpecker
Down the lane towards the river, branches touch their fingertips together, a leafy tunnel to catch a breeze while I listen for drumrolls from the trees to announce the annual rollercoaster, the reappearance of the spotted woodpecker. It’s already May and I haven’t heard him yet, he must be still selecting the most perfect of […]
Beyond the Periphery
The solitary universe of a poet can be blinkered by introspection. We follow a narrow route from desk – to fridge – to bath- room; it’s the poet’s fertile imagination that wanders a path between bluebells and wood anemones. In our current virus-infected situation we gather in a virtual world to share maps of secret […]
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