I crunch them underfoot,the cockleshells and landslipof pebbles, among saltysparkles and guttural gullsswooping down to steal your chips. I overwhelm you with my scentof decaying seaweedand the thrill of rollercoastercliffs, from cuspate cragto hidden cove. I chase you down the beachtowards the waves,offering everything your sensestell you is honest and true.Now do you believe me? […]
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Honesty
a simple lesson the innocence of nature chattering parrot Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1344 The Story of the Husband and the Parrot Scheherazade’s story for today is about the husband and the parrot, another one I haven’t heard of. This prompt was a challenge!
Honesty Seed
a silvery moon rustles with a puff of wind releases its seeds creating separate moons in orbit round the mother Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response to Carpe Diem #1120 Seed I am late in responding to this prompt because of the death of my mother on Monday morning. Please appreciate […]
Chestnuts and Honesty
Lacklustre remains of chestnuts Nestle in messy mats of leaves And wind-dried crackling pods Marked by embryonic seeds. The forest floor’s fluorescent With early morning frost, Strung with brittle gossamer, Slippery with drips and trickles. The world awakes to winter bells: A glockenspiel of icicles. Kim M. Russell, 2017 – Ilmari Nen My response to […]
Honesty
In spring, at the end of my grandparents’ Otherwise tidy garden, I gazed for hours At scruffy clumps of white and purple flowers: Granddad called them honesty, Which puzzled me. I watched their pretty petals perish, Leaving brown paper parcels of seeds, Waiting to be buffeted on a breeze Whose windy fingers would peel away […]
Christmas Honesty
In springtime, at the bottom Of my grandparents’ tiny garden, I would marvel for hours At a crowd of white and purple flowers: Grandad called them Lunaria. Together we would watch As the pretty petals perished, Leaving brown oval parcels. There was always a strong breeze, Blowing and rolling, Peeling back the wrapping To reveal […]
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