Dancing at Sunset

Sun setting on the olive field as we dance together reflects in your eyes as flames igniting your soul   smouldering my head on your chest hearts beating together dancing in the olive field forever entwined.   © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie B&P’s Shadorma and Beyond: Zeki Majed – September […]

Lingering Presence

Tired of childish fears And torrents of tears That reflect your lingering presence Although you’re gone You won’t leave me alone I’m surrounded by your essence My pain is real My wounds won’t heal I crave your evanescence Bound by the life you left behind Your light resonates in my mind A lingering luminescence Haunted […]

The Wreck of Heaven

Shards of a shattered sky Scattered on sea spray, Tossed on the back of a stallion storm – The frowning face of the firmament has been torn, Scarred by lightning, Bruised with purple clouds. Cowed by Thor’s thunder, Heaven is going under.   Heaven is going under, Cowed by Thor’s thunder. Bruised with purple clouds, […]

Fragile Bond of Sisterhood

Open oceans cannot stop these tides Of grief, the trickle and splash of sorrow Over-spilling rivers, bursting through sides Of lakes with the constant ebb and flow, Deceived by the duplicity of a cancerous Two-faced moon. I believed that blood Was thicker but you turned hazardous And you broke the fragile bond of sisterhood. The […]

Bramble Breath

We are fighting a futile battle Against esurient microliths, Feral thorns hiding in the hedge, Thrusting forward tendrils of sharpness. Sharp eyes of berries glitter, Breathing bramble sillage, Exalting their sweetness In defiance of their nothingness.   © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #121 “September 19th, 2016”

Voice of a Bombed Church

My consecrated masonry crumbles and the bones of my joists are split and splintered. Grey light filters through shattered slates and windows, chasing dry dust motes through portals without doors. Thick brick dust trickles.My pointed arches barely withstood destructive forces. The only kindness I receive is from pigeons cooing in my beams,roosting in my ruins. […]