I’m absolutely delighted that I have another poem in Visual Verse. In September’s issue, the image is by Joelle Chmiel. You can either click here to see the image, read all of the poems and find mine on page 15, or you can go directly to ‘Peeking in Windows‘.
Tag: Ekphrastic poetry
Easter at the Salt Marsh
Pale rays of sea aster and heads of lavender smear the salt marsh mauve and purple, a wave of Easter colour, pungent with a salty, muddy scent. Seaside spirits sing a hymn, a cheerful noise, a chink of halyards and a flap of sails, wind, waves and distant whales. Kim M. Russell, 3rd September 2019 […]
Lies About Pigs
I’m pleased that Visual Verse has included my poem in August’s issue. It was inspired by a cute image of a swimming pig by Jakob Owens. You can either click here to see the image, read all of the poems and find mine on page 31, or you can go directly to ‘Lies About Pigs‘.
Dawn Apocalypse
The annihilator rises and dons his crown of peaks tinged red with blood and dawn. At his feet, leafless trees feign death, mighty forests bristling with dread, and convocations of eagles take wing, their obedient beaks sharpened to do his bidding; and we, like timid rabbits, scutter for shelter from the emperor’s apocalyptic helter skelter. […]
Inner Robot
I haven’t submitted to Visual Verse in a long while, but I was inspired by July’s image by Franck V.- and my poem has been included! You can either click here to read all of the poems and find mine on page 25, or you can go directly to ‘Inner Robot‘.
Sweetening the View
Someone has gathered a bunch of monochrome moons and tied them to a grey bridge, beneath a grey sky, where they collect grey city dust, when all they want to do is drift away… At the end of the day, sunset splashes paint across the cityscape, reveals a rainbow cloud of balloons, no longer moons […]
Back to the Garden
What will we do when satellites fall from space, when sky is sky and not an overwhelming channel choice? Besides, nature shows would have nothing to show us when most species are extinct. We’ll have to make do with whatever is left in the wilderness of our back garden. Offer me fruit and maybe we […]
Artistry
Extraordinary blue sky and Japanese artistry accentuate delicate petals against the outline of gnarled branches. They offer new life, calm before the storm of a spring breeze rips the blossom from the trees and fills the Arles air with sweet almond vapour. Kim M. Russell, 24th April 2019 My response to Poets United Midweek Motif […]
Smudged
The day has not yet ended, we’re not ready for our beds, and the moon’s already rising while the sun’s on the horizon, smudging trees and meadows into charcoal shadows – a momentary impasse, a blur of branches, leaves and grass until the stars come out to play and night ink-washes day away. Kim M. […]
The Point of a Wizard’s Hat
It’s filled with language, thoughts and magic that escape like clouds to the atmosphere. The full moon shudders, she knows how tragic it is for wizards to live in fear. In fear of what, I hear you ask, with power at their fingertips? Fear of fickle fingers pointing, bramble sharp tongues and lies on gossips’ […]
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