How incandescent is graffiti of the mind! On naked brick a celestial trick, a light show of imagination in deepest winter’s meditation. Kim M. Russell, 19th January 2019 My response to Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt: Imagination #writephoto Advertisements
Tag: Imagination
Spring Rain at Matsushima
spring rain is falling islands drenched in rose and pine Matsushima tides Kim M. Russell, 15th October 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1522 Matsushima … an amazing sight (CD Imagination) Today our challenge is to create haiku or tanka inspired by an image of Matsushima, a city on the northeast coast of Japan’s Honshu […]
Hope
while leaves are falling hope flows in a fresh young shoot surprised by late sun Kim M. Russell, 8th October 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1517 Hope (Imagination) This month all of the Carpe Diem prompts follow the letters of the alphabet and today we have the letter H. The challenge is an imagination […]
Chachani and Misti
cloud-bound mountain peaks recline on the horizon two sleeping giants Kim M. Russell, 23rd May 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1438 Chachani (Imagination-episode) Today we have another imagination-challenge: an image of Chachani and Misti, two mountain peaks in Peru.
Machu Picchu
emperor’s eyrie obscured by clouds and mountains sun-blessed citadel Kim M. Russell, 21st May 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1436 Machu Picchu … imagination-episode Today we continue on our journey into the high mountains of the Andes and visit Machu Picchu, a 15th-century Inca citadel situated on a mountain ridge in the Cusco Region […]
A Children’s Game
wooden rocking horse gallops through budding forests imagination Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1392 A Children’s Game Today’s poem, ‘A Children’s Game’, has been taken from The Essential Rumi by Coleman Barks.
Sugar Rush of Imagination
In foolish figments, the wild willowwacks of child- hood, I am myrmidon to my master chocolate. My stash is hidden in entangled tree trunks; knots and holes encircle glints of wrapper and my dark greed, the eccentric need for sugar that makes me jump when Mother discovers crumbs and smears on the bedclothes. Kim M. […]
