empty landscapes are waking up:weak December sun glints off frailwebs; frost sparkles in the sweepof headlights; we follow the trailof ancient sages in search of gold,frankincense and myrrh, in taleswe repeat so Christmas can be sold. Now, opening the advent doorsamid lighted candles and Yule trees,we cannot shake a sense of awe.Come New Year, we […]
Tag: Lights
Necklace of Lights
An old-fashioned red London bus takes me back to childhood’s sleepy night-ride home from my grandparents house: sitting between Mum and Dad, bare legs on fuzzy seats, folding concertinas of paper tickets, hypnotised by the perfume of exhaust, rumble of engine, and the window’s black and empty gaze. I believed the stars – obscured by […]
When Darkness Falls
night time comes early headlights flash and windows glow on the homeward road Kim M. Russell, 2017 My twenty-fifth response to Carpe Diem Winter Retreat 2017: Life is Beautiful
Canal Reflections
Firefly reflections splash Inky canal water, Citric paint rinsed From the badger brush Of a Dutch master. Against the interplay Of twilight and shadow, Charcoal scratches Of lacy willow Veil a violet sky. Framed by a coal-black arch Like the lens Of the tow-path walker’s eye, A masterpiece unfolds Beyond the damp echoes Of the […]
Traffic Lights
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver #64: May 5 2016: School Yard Games She knew he was red-light dangerous, The kind of guy her friends warned her about, One to avoid when the lights went out. But red is a colourful aphrodisiac, A silken poppy on a summer’s day. She couldn’t let her bad […]
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