The Little Match Girl Stave 4 The little match girl struck another Match against the wall; From its flame her grandmother Shone bright, glittering and mild. ‘Take me with you!’ cried the child. ‘When the match is spent, You’ll be gone.’ Her numb fingers fumbled As she struck the matches Remaining in the bundle, One […]
Tag: Poems
A poem to sum up my feelings in this post.
The Forgiveness of Nature
In metallic forests Of the industrial hinterland Foul stacks loom And belch blue flares, Orange aureoles radiate From steel spires, Stinking clouds mushroom From smoking fires In the poisonous laboratories Of environmental Armageddon. When the chemical onslaught is over, Factories and chimneys will disappear. Nature will return, filling the hollows Formed by mining year on […]
Axis
Innocent pleasure Measure of learning Turning and circling Cycling around you You were my axis Practice for a later life Wife and mother Another infant Innocent pleasure ©Kim M. Russell, 2015
The Loneliness of Swings
Remember the rush Exhilaration of wind in hair Feet in the air The smell that lingers Of rusty chains on fingers A topsy-turvy world A fizzy blur Of earth and sky And wonder why Swings make me feel Lonely ©Kim M. Russell, 2015
Trapped
Bars of moonlight trap me in my bed Lines of poems trapped in my head Half awake and feeling half dead Tied up in sheets A gathering of knots Behind soporific eyelids Dancing dots Of light No shapes Just first-light blurs The only sound The tick Of a clock Tick Tock ©Kim M. Russell, 2015 […]
Night Approaches
Barren hills and railway tracks Unite isolated villages Threatened by the cold hand of winter, Bare branches overhead, Leaves rustle underfoot. Night approaches in a fleecy cloak of fog, Dragging a foot in a slow limp, A dissenting glare From under a black felt hat, Passes without pausing And melts into the fading light. […]
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
Darkest Apathy
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #88 – I think I’ve used all the words! Through an aperture In my darkest apathy, A fanatic sings A haunting song of dread, Reaching inside my head. With a scratch of nails From the track-traced and pin-pricked vein Of distant empyreal azure, A bloodcrow Attempts to throw […]
Winter Twilight
Translation of ‘Winterdämmerung’, a poem by Georg Trakl Dedicated to Max von Esterle Metallic black celestial sphere. In the evenings, starved to madness, Crows criss-cross storms’ redness, Blown over parkland sad and bare. In the clouds a light is frozen; Each bird turns in circles then, Fleeing from the curse of Satan, Sevenfold […]
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