I have heard songbirds’ over- lapping whistles, the whisper of sparrow wings wheeling on the breeze, raindrops bouncing off dusty autumn paths, and the rattling somersaults of the last leaves from trees. I’ve listened to the sun sizzle into evening, bats flicker in cooling twilight air, snowflakes kissing a frozen window- pane, a cat purring […]
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Anticipating Hallows Eve
Living between sea and waterways, I love this time of year. Schools have celebrated harvest, clocks have gone back, and nights are drawing in with frost and spooky tales. Along the coast and above the marshlands, the sky is haunted, filled with the cries of wintering birds. In the woods, frills of fungus cling to […]
Flipped
It was a raging sea-magic kind of day, with thunder clouds and wind-whipped waves that made us mermaids forget salty witches. Oblivious to consequence, caught up in the rumpus, we anticipated handsome seamen snatched by squalls from a schooner’s deck, combed out the tangles in our waist-length hair and spread our glistening fish-tails on a […]
Passing Rain
The echo of distant rain started to muffle the air and, all too soon, distance was lost to cloud closing in like wet sheep, and sheeting rain that dripped and drummed, persistent and loud on the roof. The willow in the garden blazed with green moss and elaborate dripping lichen, while I stood dazed at […]
A Question of Tears
‘From where does the thundercloud come with its black sacks of tears?’- Neruda Black sacks of tears arrived on my doorstep today; I thought they’d been delivered by the coalman, until I opened them, and some teardrops got away, attaching themselves to leaves and gutters, dripping on my shoulder, soaking my jacket like a sobbing […]
Quivering Leaf
A blushing orange autumn leaf quivers in the cherry tree like a toddler’s bottom lip before a single sparkling tear trickles down a perfect cheek and drops onto his mother’s hand, and she doesn’t wipe it away, making me smile on a windy day. Kim M. Russell, 21st October 2019 My response to dVerse Poets […]
Pop Quadrille
the art of quantum physics energetically pops and fizzes on impudent protruding tongues bright and tripping acid tones orange, blue and green on Andy’s silver screen from the depths of velvet underground to a star man spaced out in outer space on Einstein’s face Kim M. Russell, 10th October 2019 My response to dVerse Poets […]
Portrait in Chalk and Charcoal
He leans into the pavement, close enough to kiss the cold hardness of it, squinting through a dusting of charcoal. There’s a smear on his cheek that points to his ear, red with cold. He has coalminer’s fingers and a cough that rattles his ribs. The jacket across his shoulders has seen better days, but […]
Topography by Sunset
Crepuscular light falls on a grey lichen-covered rock face, illuminating a maze of micro countries, mapped but uninhabited to the human eye, until red turns to pink and purple, colouring in the outlines, and they burst into life: a fairy lit topography by sunset. Kim M. Russell, 7th September 2019 My response to dVerse Poets […]
October Poems
until their leaves fall trees smoulder with poetry ignited by words Kim M. Russell, 3rd October 2019 A micro poem for National Poetry Day in the UK, also linked to dVerse Poets Open Link Night I’m not sure if this is a haiku or a senryu.
writing in north norfolk 