A Fresh View

after the drumming of last night’s stormthis morning’s view from the windowis silvered with rain, colourshave faded – no rainbowjust gossamer threadson leaf and boughglisteningcrystalsfresh Kim M. Russell, 9th April 2022 On NaPoWriMo Day 9, I am delighted that my poem is featured as daily participant with my “breezy interpretation of Day Eight’s alter-ego prompt”. […]

Rain Again

trees are still naked memories and sorrow drip raindrop reflections nourished by raindrops new green growth of brave young shoots embracing each day Kim M. Russell, 7th April 2019 My response to Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #79 Poetry Archive (4) rain This weekend’s meditation challenge is to dive into our poetry Archives, choose a haiku, […]


A splash of bluebells floods the shadow tumbled woods, newly soaked with morning scented rain glittering in the early sunshine. Gun-metal sky and silver- bellied clouds have sunk in the bluebell river, granting a watery wish for crisp chromatic colours, fresh and spring clean. Kim M. Russell, 21st May 2018 My poem for dVerse Poets […]


the rainy season hissing on a goldsmith’s fire roar of jaguar Kim M. Russell, 14th May 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1431 Chavin Culture On our journey into the high mountains of the Andes, we have passed Paron Lake, where we already found out a little bit about today’s theme: the prehistoric Chavin culture, […]