It’s a ghost in the night that keeps me awakewith whispering, muttering, sighing,and nudges in my poetic ribs.It pokes me with imageryand ties me up in allegoryuntil I reach for notebook and pen. It’s a ghost in the early morning, a wispof verse draped across my aching neck,a metaphoric albatrosschecking rhymes, ensuringenjambment and caesura makesense, […]
Tag: Metaphor
A Metaphor Senryu
in love and conflict edit the mood with rhythm and punctuation Kim M. Russell, 29th July 2020 My response to Poets and Storytellers United Weekly Scribblings #30: Writing as a Metaphor for Living This Wednesday, Magaly is hosting from New York, where things are hot, hoping we are ready to play with cool words. For […]
The Thirteenth Metaphor
Ink waves on tide-planed shore disappear in foamy imprints in sand, where poems die, amber corpses in my hand. I exhale a breath into frozen pebbled mouths until their bones heave, paper miracles unfold and I rediscover ebb and flow of tides that cannot alter the progeny of my flesh. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My […]
Spring Sirens
Titanic waves dash shallow dunes, Whipping marram and couch grass Into whistling spring-tide siren tunes. Surges pulverise heaven and earth And sculpt the beach into a curve. The suicidal tidal moon surfs Across the restless sea and laughs As cottages tumble down the street Shore bound, where the elements meet, And disintegrate in gushing foam: […]
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