Light as down, you floated a while, gradually fading, your smile a mere flicker. Your papery hands slipped through my fingers. Your breath dropped like wind and I, your thistle seed, caught here in earth’s embrace, watched as winter blasted you out of the atmosphere. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to dVerse Poets Pub […]
Tag: Imaginary Garden with Real Toads
Queen of Fireflies
The flames in her eyes gradually die; small fires still burn in the ice, the diamonds in her crown. Cold comfort for a firefly. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Camera FLASH! Kerry says it’s time to strike a pose again with the photographic challenge for January, which comes […]
Any More Fares?
To a young child, the jagged edge of paper poked out like a tongue from the machine slung round the conductor’s neck. ‘Any more fares, please?’ With a rattle of his handle he conjured a miniature scroll, a ticket printed with conundrums to last the big red bus ride home. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My […]
Scrooged
I struggle with leftovers and dregs of good cheer; dinner repeats itself and Christmas tinnitus continues to ring in my ear. Although I vaguely remember many times that I’ve been here, I know that I will make the leap of faith into another year. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille: […]
A Poet’s Manifesto
I must crack my knuckles and fill my pen with ink, not just to mark the page but to help me think. I must use my pen, wield it like a sword and cut through crap with sharpened words. I must write a skeleton, slice truth to the bone, rebuild it with flesh and hair, give […]
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city streetlights offset memories of rain with promises of more weather light and dark hot and cold another year of life together Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads: Aspire Marian says to close 2017 on a high note, she has introduced us to one of her favourite new artists: […]
Snapshot of Christmas Day
The landscape’s smeared with brown and grey on this fleeting Christmas day. Winter holds sway with icy puddles and breath forms frozen particles on still air. Only seagulls dare tease the tedium; they wheel, sideslip and dive, grey wings merge with grey sky. Around the corner waits the black backdrop of a drawn-out night and […]
Slowly
flake by feathery flake snow falls on the frozen lake milky light fills the sky at daybreak icing trickles on the Christmas cake children smile at a snow-globe shake slowly across the world Christmas wakes Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Fashion me your words: slowly Gillena’s challenge this […]
A Glint of Sunshine
Stark winter branches relinquish their last few strips of faded foliage. They twirl, fall and slip between misty mornings and afternoons, land in muddy folds of rotten detritus and sodden grass, where a ragged dandelion beams among the grey and green. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Writing Exercise […]
Art
Born of hopes and dreams, roped to its creator by words, sounds, paint, clay or stone, each oeuvre becomes tactile blood, skin and bone. It exposes both the soul and heart – a demanding offspring, art. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #193 Also linked to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads […]
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