They visited every day For the grass, starry flowers And space to play for hours. In spring, peach trees burst into blossom And the happy children feasted on fruit all autumn. After a seven year visit with a Cornish ogre, Summer saw the return of the owner, A selfish giant who scared them away With […]
Tag: Poems
A poem to sum up my feelings in this post.
Doll Phobia
in the dank cellar a distillation of fear seeps from dusty vials moulding into the vile tang of pink plastic with its sardonic grin staring with marbly eyes that blink knowingly in quirky silent movie motion © Kim M. Russell, 2016 – Andre Govia My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #139 and shared on Imaginary Garden with […]
Beached in the Library
I admit it, I’m a bibliotaph; I can’t bear to give books away, Craving their mute, faceless pages And the familiar aroma Of their guts That reminds me of tidewater – Fake memories on a breeze – With a hint of wisteria. I step up to the shelf and it occurs to me That I […]
Go n-éirí an bóthar leat
Amongst night-black Blanket bogs and silver-green Crags that thrust towards the welkin, Dull flanks of split stones Ever reaching Field to field, Glimmer with quartz in the low light’s spill. Helter-skeltering on ragged Inky wings down the wintry chill, Jackdaws splash the sun, off Kilter, in and out of cloud shadows. Long lanes tip up […]
A Secret Chord
in a minor chord they’re singing Hallelujah the broken the faithful even those who needed proof opening their hearts in a blaze of light nothing on their tongues but one word to be heard a holy hallelujah in a secret chord © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie B&P Shadorma & Beyond – […]
Solitude
In the solitude of the mooring, I watch boats tug their ropes, feel the breath of the river, hear it trickling, peace pooling among the withered gold of autumn grass and whispering thistles, its only mantra the chink of metal, splash and ripple. A swan glides into view. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to […]
Dementia Earthquake
In the past, we’d experienced active faults, grandparents, victims of old age assaults, unable to name the rumbles and shakes that came to be known as dementia earthquakes. And then there was you with your primary waves of forgetfulness, distance and those days when you disappeared behind your blue eyes, just stood and gazed with […]
The Meeting of Stream and Sea
A stream went dancing, Glinting and glancing Down to a deeply scooped bay, Where waves ebbed and swelled And fishermen dwelled In cottages by the quay. For homecoming skiffs, On top of high cliffs, Perched a lighthouse tall and proud Above sea stacks, waves, And dark granite caves Carved out by storms wild and loud. […]
A Ride to the Sea
With the salty breath of North Sea breeze And gritty sand in mouth and hair, I push my bike down to the sea, The dog in the basket without a care. Dolorous seagulls wheel and soar, Squawk and mew in harmony Above the rollers’ tenor roar In a gusty, wistful symphony. Percussive pedals clank and […]
Never Say Goodbye – a Quadrille for Walt
“Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting.” ― J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan Farewell until we see you again chasing your shadowy words, sewing them into rhyme, watching the time on the tick-tock crocodile clock. Never lose your Peter Pan spirit: in the Neverland of a virtual pub, a drink […]
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