rising from shadows flowering the night garden a blossoming moon Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Chèvrefeuille’s Gift to You to Celebrate Our First Luster Of Carpe Diem Haiku Kai #2 “Use That Quote” A few weeks ago Chèvrefeuille started a special feature to celebrate our upcoming first luster. In this special feature he […]
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Honey Moon
whoever it was who said that the moon is made of cheese had never tasted the sweetness of a honey moon, a hive for bees that swarm and honey-comb the brightest constellations, pollinating coy comets and falling stars Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Tale Weaver 116 – The Moon Today the Tale […]
Eyes Wide Open
At five o’clock, the moon’s face Peered into my window, Suspended in the space Between the branches of the willow, Pregnant with poetry. At six, I blindly tip-toed down the shadow Of the stairs, carefully Cradling my lunar embryo, Crooning a lullaby, a celestial tune To soothe the baby moon. At dawn, the poem was […]
Echoes of Twilight
On the air, the taste of frost; breath of wood smoke and tang of leaves are suspended in twilight. A full moon reaches out to touch reflections splintering the white, tinged with bright lights of Christmas trees. Twinkling through the streetlight’s glow, intimate lamps of home remind us that its time to make our way. […]
Envious Moon
the mid-winter moon pressed its face to the window breathed frost on the glass envious of warm bodies their limbs and hearts intertwined Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on Dreamstime.com My response to Carpe Diem #1099 Symphony No. 3 by Louise Farrenc Today Chèvrefeuille has inspired us with music of another little known female […]
In Honour of the Moon
The sky is shattered glass in dead of night, Crackling and pulsating with splintered light; A mass of constellations burning bright And scintillating in shimmering white, In honour of the moon, Earth’s satellite. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Jane Dougherty Writes Poetry challenge #50: Fifty For the fiftieth challenge, Jane has given us […]
Onion Moon
Oh, onion moon! I peel back Your parchment tunic, Reveal the icy light within, Slice psychic knife Into your skin, Penetrate your inner sphere, Your scales and layers Silvery clear, Breathe pungent perfume Of your bitter juice And pray to you: Illume My dreams Oh, onion moon! © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found […]
