She lingers by the lane, in the interregnum of autumn, an exhalation of green, watching glossy crows gather over stubbled fields of faded ochre, sewn delicately with bales and rustling with dragonflies. The end-of-day sun casts a murder of shadows, letters from above, the winged initials of her one true love. Kim M. Russell, 12th […]
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Feline Mystery
Sometimes, the mystery of a cat lies in the luminescence of its eyes, the blue, green or amber sparks as it finds its way home in the dark. At other times, it’s the touch of a whisker as it passes by without a whisper. Through an open window, there’s a whisper of leaves in the […]
Dizain Limbo
What is this twilight, this world of shadow? It’s neither day nor night, this crumbling ledge. In our innocence, we named it limbo, and think we know it well, this fiery edge of hell, where even demons’ pinions fledge. Yet the painful glow of eternity is tempting when compared with the empty uncertainty – even […]
Eco-logical Lai
fruits of muddy shores crested waves before sparkled wanting to know more tempted to explore startled by this sky of ours millions of stars buried in Earth’s store extinct dinosaurs marvelled ancient bones galore crashed like meteors thankful how can we ignore life in ocean’s store? Kim M. Russell, 9th May 2019 My response to […]
Plight of the Sand Martins
This is a true story of the sand martins’ plight on their annual return to the Norfolk coast to nest and lay eggs after a strenuous flight. Is human comfort more valuable than the right of birds endangered by nets and posts? This is a true story of the sand martins’ plight. Erosion threatens a […]
Early Spring Landscape
We walk into a landscape where flowers light up verges, they peep between the hedge gaps, adorn churchyards and copses. Where flowers light up verges, the earth is not just greenscape, throughout churchyards and copses a spring colourwash escapes. The earth is not just greenscape, it glows with yellow urges; the spring colourwash escapes and […]
The Clock of Tides and Stars (revised)
I smile at the clockwork birds ploughing sand, their black legs whirring, wound like clocks by the pull of Earth, a splash of spangled sanderlings. Ploughing sand, their black legs whirring, steered here by a cosmic force, a splash of spangled sanderlings followed the ancient paths of stars. Steered here by a cosmic force from […]
The Clock of Tides and Stars
I smile at the clockwork birds ploughing sand, their black legs whirring, a splash of spangled sanderlings with a wintry breeze beneath their wings. Ploughing sand, their black legs whirring, steered here by a cosmic force, with a wintry breeze beneath their wings, they followed ancient paths of stars. Steered here by a cosmic force […]
Rubaiyat of Light
The moon’s a balloon that expands with night and bursts with stars and constellations bright, reminding late night lovers of the dawn whose fingers shatter dreams with early light. In the amber glow of a winter morn, when doors are locked and curtains are still drawn, early risers leave the warmth of their sheets to […]
Woken by Birdsong
This morning I was woken by the sound of birdsong, a faint and distant tiny tin whistle of a song, as I lay in the cosy comfort of my warm bed and contemplated getting up and whistling along. Pulling a woolly sweater over my tousled head, I stepped outside, where a two-toned light began to […]
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