Cornucopia

Trees change the hues of their dresses ready for the seasonal striptease, while evergreen holly bushes drip with blood-red berries in hedgerows strung with witches’ necklaces and dotted with tufts of old man’s beard. Birds and other wild creatures rejoice at such abundance of food and colour, the quintessence of harvest cornucopia. Kim M. Russell, […]

October Sonnet

I look out on a bright October day, bewitched by wanton sun and shadow-play. The blush of autumn spreads its leafy hues and drips its blood in scarlet vesicles. Horse-chestnuts, heavy-laden, start to rust, their tumbled conkers lying in the dust; with spiny shells, some squashed and some half-split, they wink the brown eye of […]

Owl Talk

By the light of a quince-bright moon a pair of snowy owls flew low and silent, newly arrived from frost-bound wastes, feathers invisible against a silver birch, hungry for a taste of fresh mice and voles. In an ancient ash, a tawny owl, swivelled its head, blinked its eyes and hooted long and low, a […]

Autumn Leaves

the first leaves smoulder setting fire to every tree a resplendent blush Kim M. Russell, 7th October 2018 My response to Carpe Diem’s Quest for a (new) masterpiece #4 autumn leaves  also linked to Poets United Poetry Pantry In a new episode of the Carpe Diem special ‘(new) masterpiece’ feature, the challenge is to create […]

Precarious

Throughout the summer, we would tightrope walk along the length of concrete fence that bordered the reality of blocks of flats with smelly lifts, washing like bunting on balconies and the savoury scent of next-door’s dinner. At any moment, our threadbare plimsolls might slip and we could tip to the other side, where trees were […]

Within these Walls

I often misplace things within these walls: my keys, the telephone – it’s cordless – but never my glasses, which are always on my nose. I know I’ll find them again on a shelf crammed with favourite books or the table beside my armchair. In the middle of the night, when the only light is […]