My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads image prompt: Artistic Interpretations with Margaret – Andrew Wyeth Andrew Wyeth – Wind from the Sea (1947) Weary from the heat I retreat From the stinging sand Cross the arid land To the shade of trees And a welcome breeze That sets The birds on the […]
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Late Night Bus Stop
My response to imaginary garden with real toads – Play It Again, Toads is a street poem: Waiting for the night bus in a queue of one, Alone after work and play is done. Late night taxis pass like sharks Preying on drunks swimming in the dark. A homeless bundle sleeps on a bench, […]
Abandoned
My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Sunday Mini-Challenge: Harrows and Hallows Pernicious parents, Distorted trees split open, Exposing hearts Of writhing tendrils. Throwing swollen limbs akimbo, They abandon mewling saplings To stodgy black bogs and fells, Crinkled as old men’s faces From nightmare tales. Orphans of the environment Forsaken on the craggy […]
Mitcham May Queen
My response to imaginary garden with real toads Poetizing the Maypole When I was young it was a treat On the first Saturday Of every May To watch at Mitcham’s Cricket Green, Where cricket’s been played For more than three hundred years, The crowning of the May Queen. Children danced around a pole, Criss-crossing […]
Served from the Heart
My response to imaginary garden with real toads – The Way of Tea Steam is released from the meeting Of hot water and cold porcelain: Tea leaves and petals infusing Fragrance of sweet jasmine, Served from the heart. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on boisdejasmin.com
Where do I come from?
My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads ~ Where Do I Come From? I introduced this poem you Year 7 students when I was still teaching and they produced some wonderful poems. I hope I can do it justice! Where do I come from? You may well ask. I am from monochrome photographs, […]
Becoming a Poet
My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads A Poem of Our Own Once upon a time I was a teenage girl Every night Chasing poems in my dreams Every day Living in my own shadow Painting a self-portrait by numbers With a life of its own Until I let it go Became me […]
Footprints to the Past
A villanelle in response to imaginary garden with real toads – The Tuesday Platform A simple flint tool left the world aghast, unearthed on a crumbling North Norfolk shore, led to fossilised footprints from the past. Found on a coastline that’s receding fast in the Norfolk village of Happisburgh, a simple flint tool […]
Soundtrack to a Sunday in Spring
My response to imaginary garden with real toads April Poetry Month – Day 4 – “Nature Poetry” Sunshine caresses buds, blesses a blackbird perched on a branch of awakening willow, jerking and jinking. Beyond the gate, boats on the river are bobbing and chinking. An undertone, the distant thrum of a Sunday mower has begun. […]
Miranda’s Tempest in 55 words
I have rewritten my Tempest in 400 Characters for this response to imaginary garden with real toads Flash 55 PLUS Life with Prospero, Surrounded by sea, Since I was three, It was a dream, Then a nightmare At the hands Of Caliban. Stormy waves, Turbulent heart, When father by his art Put the ocean […]
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