wake me up in the middle of a dream,flipping rugs, spreading your hair,chasing a sock around the bedroom,thudding up and down the stairs… and then you hop onto the bed,trample all over my body beforeyou arrive on the pillow near my head,breathe on my cheek and purr… I love the way you knead my hip,turning […]
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Three Things
Little tiger Mojo won’t go beyond the corkscrew willow, while I wander to the end, to the garden gate, lean against the warm wood and watch a boat bob, tethered by a frayed rope that clink clink clinks. The long grass beneath the silver birch is a mass of dots, forget-me-nots and pink weeds the […]
Feline
Orbs of honeyed trustglow in the darknessat the end of the bed,incandescent torchessearching in the nightfor human heat.In the morning,after breakfast and a treat,blue-eyed companionrelinquished for the day,the owner of the amber eyesgoes out to hunt and play. Kim M. Russell, 17th November 2020 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Tuesday Poetics: Look into […]
Cats Have Freckles Too
There are freckles on Mojo’s sharply clawed feline paws, one black full stop on each punctuating her silver fur, two sweet little hellos tattooed above her toes quite plainly for me to see. It’s how I recognised her on the day she chose me. Kim M. Russell, 29th July 2019 My response to dVerse Poets […]
Moja
I have a singular cat with a name to match. Did I get it wrong? The number one in Swahili is moja; I didn’t know and called her Mojo, because she’s magic and addictive! Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads April One / One Love Marian welcomes us to […]
Mojo
There’s a warmth Across my back That sinks into my heart: A tiny, stripy witch’s cat Between my spine And the cushion where I’m sat, Vibrating like a juju stick, Keeping my gripes at bay, Lightening up A sad old tabby day. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to imaginary garden with real toads […]
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