My response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge #24: Cleave poem and dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night #169 At the feet of crumbling cliffs / Norfolk juts its chin at the North Sea Below sand and gravel / stubborn and defiant as Canute Deposited by glaciers / in the flattened landscape Over a million years ago […]
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Writer’s Block
My response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge #23: Nove otto – this is how my poor husband must have felt the other day when I was experiencing a dose of writer’s block – and my computer was playing up! Spitting words with splitting tongue, The battle with the shrew’s begun. Her face and eyes are […]
Selfie
My response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge #22: Monotetra A nearby church clock chimed midnight, She moved her face into the light And hoped that she had got it right For his delight, for his delight. She checked her buttons were undone, It had to be a perfect one. The camera clicked, a loaded […]
Man of the Marshes
My response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge #21: Pantoum Squelching through the muddy marshes, Entanglements of grass and reeds, He swipes at bolshy bulrushes, Crumbles the heads into white seeds. Entanglements of grass and reeds Bending, breaking as he strides by, Crumbles the heads into white seeds, Tossing them upwards to the sky. […]
The Truth of Words – an hour glass poem
My response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge #20: Hourglass poetry element of truth in snarl of words sparse slivers of light in shadows lingering constellation of a train of thought © Kim M. Russell, 2016
Grandmother’s Comfort
My response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge #18: Echo verse In a pot on the kitchen windowsill Daffodil Basking in the weak spring rays Days Of brightness lie ahead Spread Like the table cloth where Grandmother’s sitting Knitting Unravelled jumpers into a patchwork blanket Comfort At the end of life’s storm Warm © Kim M. […]
Songs Are Like Tattoos
My response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge #14: Take a favourite line I have taken a line from ‘Blue’ by Joni Mitchell and incorporated it in a tanka: Songs are like tattoos Pricking at your tender skin Begging to come in And leave indelible stains: Inky music on your soul © Kim M. Russell, 2016 […]
Charles Bridge in Prague
My response to Jane Dougherty’s poetry challenge #13: Bridges Dense morning mist hides Statues flanking either side Wraps the castle in a shroud Conceals its glory from the crowd Leaving the medieval town Across the Gothic bridge of stone A spectre steeped in mystery Walks in the footsteps of history © Kim M. Russell, 2016 […]
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