Evening and wherryman rolls sails to the sound of dry reeds on the banks the constant rustling and whistling grey herons and avocets bobbing on the waves otters anoint their territory to the east of this shimmering Norfolk Broad the sun always sets […]
Tag: Prompt
In Just One Sentence
Why use one word when you can spew twenty or more onto a blank page or a computer screen which entices you to burst open your soul like a sticky horse chestnut bud and release your innermost hopes and fears but keep the secrets slanting shadows (you can’t give too much away) and if on-line […]
It’s Not Just One Day…
in April writing a poem, it’s participation in the writing month and not taking up the challenge would really give me the hump. So here is a humble apology for the brevity of my ditty, not flowery or blustering, I admit, but it really is the pits. Kim M. Russell, 19th April 2017 On Day […]
Sunday Morning Inspiration
I get up early while you’re still asleep; avoiding the cats, I creep down the stairs, try not to wake you with my leaden feet, stumble over work boots and into chairs. The bathroom floor’s cold, and the toilet seat, the sink is laced with toothpaste and stray hairs. The cat litter smells and they […]
Friday Night at the Cardiff Novotel
(after Philip Larkin’s ‘Friday Night in the Royal Station Hotel) Light spreads brightly downwards from the wide- screen television between high windows that face the car park, where taxi headlights flare. At the bar, men in short-sleeved t-shirts flash tattoos, down beery dregs and, glancing at the score, jostle in a noisy exit. Receptionists issue […]
M4 Westbound
A slow roll forward. Then a grinding halt. Afternoon is coming to an end and we are still hemmed in by metal. A slow roll forward. Then a grinding halt. Not a sign of an accident and no breakdown on the hard shoulder. A slow roll forward. Then a grinding halt. No emergency vehicles or […]
Ode to a Hug
There are times, left alone with thoughts and memories, when up sneaks grief, a vulgar thief of quietude, squeezes salt and tears from a freezing heart. And there you are, warm as blood, enveloping stony skin, thawing emotions locked within. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image of statue on King’s Cross Station found on Pinterest On […]
Sunday Shoes
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Music Prompt #35 “Caroline” Performed by Old Crow Medicine Show Your voice is shining Like your patent Sunday shoes Velvet voice floating As you dance and sing the blues Tap and flash those Sunday shoes © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on www.fashiondetective.co.uk
Early Morning Exaltation
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics : Poetry is for the Birds, inspired by Shakespeare’s Sonnet 29: “the lark at break of day arising / From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven’s gate”. Up with the lark’s early morning exaltation of exclamation curlicues and marks that punctuate the sky thrillingly trilling high above open fields […]
Dark Satellite
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Music Prompt #34 “Love Me Like You Do” by Ellie Goulding. It’s not my taste in music, but I was happy to take some of the lyrics and twist them into something more death metal! Night’s blood Is a painful cure For love Dark satellite of a world that’s dead […]
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