My response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge #21: Pantoum Squelching through the muddy marshes, Entanglements of grass and reeds, He swipes at bolshy bulrushes, Crumbles the heads into white seeds. Entanglements of grass and reeds Bending, breaking as he strides by, Crumbles the heads into white seeds, Tossing them upwards to the sky. […]
Tag: Norfolk
A tanka after a short break
Norfolk Flatland Flatland is broken By churches, the odd windmill And broken-backed trees Horizon dipping away Under an expansive sky © Kim M. Russell, 2016
Under a Pearly Sky
Yellow-faced finches Flit in the bushes Of the ancient woods. A cold wind rises, Tossing the topmost branches, Dancing with flame-like larch leaves Lining the edge Of a field of sedge, Milky in the early light. It is silent Under a pearly Norfolk sky. ©Kim M. Russell, 2015 Yes, I know, the haiku was supposed […]
Filling the Norfolk Sky
Curlews call their name Filling the vast Norfolk sky Tearing asunder With their bittersweet quaver An unseen seasonal seam ©Kim M. Russell, 2015
Norfolk Reeds
Russet Norfolk reeds Whisper windy sibilants Quietly rusting © Kim M. Russell, 2015
Ormesby Broad at the End of November
Numb November sky Anchored to the slate-grey broad By tangles of trees Shore-bound silent silhouettes And an empty patch of grass ©Kim M. Russell, 2015
North Norfolk Brume
The footpath is beset With nettles drenched in dew; Each drop magnifies a hair, Reflects the season’s cloudy hue. A canny mist rolls in, A spectre rising from the sea Winding through every field and broad, Every stalk and reed. Its tendrils cling to leaf and flower, Turn gossamer to filigree, Muffle the […]
The Witch of Hethel
In a village in South Norfolk, Situated on the Broads, There is an ancient hawthorn With misshapen gnarled boughs. She is the Witch of Hethel, Adorned with mistletoe, In spring with haws and flowers, In winter trimmed with snow. A thirteenth century boundary tree, Her fragrance is not sweet: Herbal larder for the witches And […]
A haiku to the Norfolk horizon
Drama in the sky Clouds and silhouettes in a Norfolk horizon
Sometimes we just have to stand still and take it all in
Standing at dusk A low October sun Skims the panorama At its horizon, Sinking behind Elevated fields. From a nearby copse Comes the whispering And chattering Of birds Settling for the night. A raucous skein of geese Scrawls across The expanding Norfolk sunset A haiku to dusk. Image found on Pinterest
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