Gnats perform a ghostly slow gavotte, gathering like clouds in shafts of light, weaving, willowing wisps of curling smoke, drifting upwards and into the night: gathering, merging and dissipating, solemnly they join the twilight dance, fickle vampires flirting, mating, malign miasma of the Renaissance. Kim M. Russell, 2017 A swarm of gnats. Photograph: Martin Siepmann/Alamy […]
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Adorable
They named you Casper, friendly little ghost discovered off the Hawaiian coast, hula dancing and egg laying among the stems of dead sponges manganese-anchored to the muddy ocean floor, which you colonise and clean, digging among minerals. How could you know how valuable and dangerous your high-tech metal farm could be, so remarkably deep under […]
Tangible Ghost
This rigid, ghostly stump is tangible. It is no longer quick and malleable, Green and thriving, satin wood. Drained of viscous lifeblood, Bare branches, angular and cleft, And coarse bark, bristly and bereft, Are a prickly pumice for cows and sheep. The lightning tree can no longer weep Feverish, waxy tears into sodden earth To […]
We Are Stardust
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Writing Prompt #165 “Collage 26” Life is full of shaggy dog stories, Like the ones told by drifters As you walk along the railway track Or the yarn the baby-sitter Spun about a haunted shack. That summer in the lonely garden With the ocean’s breathy chill, You were visited by a […]
Follow Me
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #118 – Brooke Shaden Follow me, she said, In her dress of blue. Yes, I will, I said, I will follow you In the traces of your footsteps Imprinted in the sand, Reaching, ever reaching, For your ghostly hand. Overhead the seagulls turned Into the bitter breeze, […]
Back to a failed competition entry
I arrived back from Tuscany yesterday evening to find that a ghost story I entered in a competition was unsuccessful. I am posting it here and comments and critiques will be gratefully received. In the Bibliophile’s Library When Levi Goldman decided to retire to the Norfolk Broads at the age of seventy five, his […]
Grandmother’s Ghost
My response to Carpe Diem Special #208 Sara McNulty’s 4th “fantasy” shadorma cloud of scent old music hall song fused as one memory grandmother’s hands and warm smile cooling my fever sweet reminders of a happy past a present a future with grandchildren of my own cooling other brows © Kim M. Russell, 2016 […]
Ghost in the Room
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics – Room With or Without a View My five year old self sits on the toilet, The door open on the short landing Peopled by shadows from the skylight; At the end of the twilight, The room behind the closed door. In the sunlight That escapes from the […]
Another poem for National Poetry day
Butterfly Ghost A ghost of a butterfly Hangs from a cobweb, Haunting my window. Chalky dust Smears Charcoal smudges, The work of an eerie artist On fragile wings of tissue, Bound in g o s s a m e r thread. Image found on Pinterest
This is a ghost of a poem
Sovereign Ghost In a world without imagination The ghost is king Or queen Dwindled To a single breath of air Humming somnolent songs Summoning nightly convocations Whispering in sunken voices Regal burglar of sleep Guardian of an empty Book of moonlight Sweating for inspiration Found on http://www.newworldencyclopedia.org/entry/File:Henry_Fuseli-_Hamlet_and_his_fathers_Ghost.JPG
writing in north norfolk 