The past lingers in black and white, not painted with fingers but conjured with light. Fairy-tale turrets once decked with streaming pennants transformed by time into a wreck; now they have only sheep as tenants. But conjured with light, not painted with fingers, in black and white the past lingers. Kim M. Russell, 26th May […]
Tag: Magic
Do you dare…
to open the ramshackle gate and enter a shadowy place where gems masquerade as pebbles and bones; disturb the sleep of a petrified gnome; dig up burly clods of mud that turn into unblinking toadstones? Do you dare to feed them with earth-bound worms that squirm with spells cast in sifted loam; to purse your […]
Magic
is the changing face of nature as summer slowly cedes to autumn: flocks of birds morph in a washed-out sky, kaleidoscopic shapes in preparation for arduous flights and winter migration; hedges drip with blood-red berries, green foliage metamorphoses into shades of amber, gold and rust, and that first leaf lands in grass and dust. Kim […]
Magic Tree
How good and magical it would be to grow my own mirabilis tree: apotropaic holly, hazel and rowan are all quite plausible. I’d abandon all my flaws and fears, in one bald gesture quell my tears; enter a new and different age as Lucida, white tree witch and sage. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found […]
Magic Words
When I’m safely cuddled up on a grown-up’s lap, I listen to the secret words that they often whisper in case a wicked witch is near, in the dark where she can hear. Words like once upon a time or the chorus of a nursery rhyme carry me off to other lands, to fairy wings […]
Resisting the Devil
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver Prompt #74: June 30 2016: Word Associations For the Tale Weaver prompt for this Thursday we are exploring the concept/idea of word associations with ‘BLACK MAGIC WOMAN’. I took words from Peter Green’s lyrics to create a spell to resist the devil. The devil’s blind, he cannot see […]
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