the surface of the river reflects metallic flashes of neon blue and green wings whir and flash soundlessly a dragonfly hovers then shimmers its way upstream Kim M, Russell, 2017 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Bits of Inspiration ~ Dragonfly Susie tells us today about her inspirational daughter, Carrie, who is Artist […]
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Air Taxi
Oh for a taxi that doesn’t bump and jolt, brake sharply at traffic lights, speed off into a rainy night leaving me behind. Balloons would be nice, of various colours and sizes, to make the journey smooth and a driver whose opinions are few and far between, so I can enjoy the airiness and comfort […]
West Wind
A cold west wind drives waves against the northern shore; a cold west wind, releasing whorls of stinging sand, bends glinting leaves with winter hoar across the lake where small boats moor – a cold west wind. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Fussy Little Forms: Rondelet I’m back […]
Hair
Untangle my knotted fairy tale and run your fingers through its platinum shades. Let them flow down the back of a chair, a downpour of hair spun like silk, an impossible waterfall of follicles. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Camera Flash! This week Kerry has chosen […]
Starlings and Stones
November starlings blacken hedges, strip scarlet berries, dip in sedges, weave through layers of stubble and thistle, a whirring cloud of clockwork birds. A sudden burst of warble and whistle lodges like stone in my arid throat and leaves me scrabbling for words. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads […]
Seven Days
I live in dark corners, a scuttling spider drawing you to my web. Ding dong dell, Pussy’s in the well, drowning in despair and dripping hair. The jerky gait on the video tape is a symptom of my pain, reflected in the depths of eyes that kill or drive you insane Kim M. Russell, 2017 […]
House of Trees
Many branches have been lost. Storm scars heal and leaves rain. Strong-standing trees twinkle with sunlight again, billowing autumn with colourful drifts and crunch of acorns underfoot. In the heart of oaken breasts, squirrels busily stock their nests, warm and winter ready. We too have taken stock: logs are stacked and kindling’s chopped; soon there […]
Clandestine
Leaves murmur in the woody copse. Twilight is more alive than sombre day and we fly outside time. Together we haunt waxing shadows; heart-stirring hoots bind us to sorrow; unearthly hiss and sigh, blinking discs of eyes and graceful drifting over tangled grass – a fleeting meeting and then they’ve passed. Kim M. Russell, 2017 […]
Bound by Faeries
Bound by a hedge of spiteful briars in the spellbound heart of a night-time forest, a rose lay hidden from men’s desires for a hundred years, as was promised by a jealous fairy in a fit of rage, who imprisoned the palace in a thorny cage. Young men who came to press their suit were […]
Dedicated to a Dandy
Snout-fair and sweetly pargetted, you are a percher, peacockizing in your silken man-millinery, holding a slim cigarette between long fingers adorned with flashing jewellery. You may toss your scented hair and flash your painted smile, they may buy you popularity, but only for a while – until your skin wrinkles and your dazzling teeth fall […]
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