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: Monochrome
A Girl in Every Drugstore
She waited at the drugstore, cradling her Coke float, Staring at the ice – menacing berg or sinking boat? And then, there he was, all uniformed and smart, The type of guy she knew was bound to break her fragile heart, But with his hair greased back, sitting on a shiny stool, He epitomised everything […]
Monochrome of Morning
Monochrome of morning Winter’s wistful tones Grey and black of darkness White of ice and bones A colour-wash of sunrise A flash of robin’s red A splash of holly berries Birdsong overhead Embellishments to The monochrome of morning © Kim M. Russell, 2015
writing in north norfolk 