Rich Tapestry

Vast fields billow like an awning with stripes of green and brown, a landscape spring ploughed, rudely rich and ready for sowing: an elaborate rural tapestry to make a weaver proud. A few small stitches in the sky mark a lark that’s passing by. Kim M. Russell,  20th May 2019 This Monday I’m hosting the […]

Up Ended

I miss the freedom of childhood summers threading daisies searching for four-leaf clover turning an up- side down handstand against the wall dresses tucked in knickers laughing at each other’s frown that was an up- ended smile an omen it would soon be over Kim M. Russell, 6th May 2019 My response to dVerse Poets […]

Trolling

Each night in dreams I stroll and troll for pearls [of wisdom] with which to pay the mermaids for all the magical songs they troll [la la] to keep at bay the ugly troll (de loll] hiding in the shadows of the computer screen. Kim M. Russell, 25th March 2019 My response to dVerse Poets […]

Sip

Is sipping from the Milky Way like sipping from a flower? I ask the bee and butterfly but they just buzz or flutter by, so I tip my tongue to the yellow button heart of feverfew and get wildly drunk on its pollen-sugared dew. Kim M. Russell, 25th February 2019 My response to dVerse Poets […]

Osculation

just one kiss that lingers like salt on chapped lips will be etched forever a souvenir of gentle fingers a heart that skips a holding of breath until lungs are fit to burst a ghostly tingle that echoes in each little kiss that follows Kim M. Russell, 11th February 2018 My response to dVerse Poets […]