Guillemots huddle on a cliff ledge; indifferent in monochrome, they’re packed together to the edge. Experienced and fully fledged like pilots from an aerodrome, guillemots huddle on a cliff ledge. Hidden by coarse and salty sedge that sprouts among the seaside foam, they’re packed together to the edge. The ridge is a place of anchorage, […]
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House Martins
below the roof edge on a jutting ledge snowy flash of feathered legs returning to eggs busy between hawthorn hedge and the young they fledge dizzy Kim M. Russell, 2017 House Martins by Mark Kilner from the Springwatch Flickr group, found on bbc.co.uk. My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar – Lai it […]
Paradise Cobbled
Cobbles have been laid over paradise With stables for carriages and horses, Bawdy taverns, markets, court masques and plays. Life does not follow preordained courses, Cherishing what you have is good practice For tomorrow may well be its demise. Cobbles have been laid over paradise With stables for carriages and horses; They have taken an […]
Untethered
As she gradually lost her memory, she lost herself. Haunted by the loss, her anchor rope frayed, detached from sentence and paragraph of life’s prose. Weightless and joyless, she floated in free verse of demented poetry. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meeting the Bar – Irony […]
Twenty First Century Tundra
Bleached whale bones radiate sizzling silence among slow dissolution and frozen indifference of icebergs. Vague swimming shadows in depths and shallows of ultramarine blue shun sulphur sun and melting beach. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Elaine Jones ‘3 Tundra’ image found on Pinterest My response to dVerse Poets Pub Meet the Bar with Impressionism Today […]
Brutal as a Supernova
Don’t get too close. You are no super-human astronaut in the thrall of a brutal, brilliant cosmic flash. Keep away from powerful explosions brighter than the Milky Way. You know, it may not be a supernova. It may well be the freaky death throes of a star, torn apart by the tidal forces of a […]
Winterlude
How much longer will my dark winter linger? Like trees, I drip With persistent grey. I mist rough, nugget soil, pouring ghostly oil from one leaden cloud to the next. The icy grip begins to slip when a red breast flames in an open window frame. Kim M. Russell, 2017 First image is one of […]
Precious
Rubies leached from sunlight disappear into the night- dark shadows of the sea. Red is the first colour absorbed by seawater. Diving in those depths, undisturbed by boats and nets, they are dragons of the sea. Red is the first colour absorbed by seawater. Riding the ocean’s swell, twirling their curly tails, they are bright […]
Prehistory in Amber
(found in an Science Alert article on research published in Current Biology) at a jumbled stall on a Myanmar market, among curios, rubies, jade and other gems, an amber trader offered an innocent stone, in which was preserved an ancient dinosaur tail of feathers and bone, frozen in a honey glow, unique specimen of a young coelurosaur, […]
Plague Pit Doloroso
Macabre plague pit like a womb, Skeletons carefully laid in rows: Dirt rained down on rotting flesh, There were no flowers And no tomb. Mass burial, only priests believed that souls were saved, A village of plague victims all buried in a huge grave. When the dying were taken to a monastery hospital, Did they […]
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