In dawn’s quietudethe rising sun is a full stop on the horizon,a sizzle from red to orange, rudein its nakedness, all the while risinginto a still slumbering sky.Its light is concentrated in one place,a gold reflection like a cat’s eye,shimmering across the Earth’s face. A rusty vixen trots from behind a tree,the sunlight burnishing her […]
Tag: Rhyme
Plight of the Sand Martins
This is a true story of the sand martins’ plight on their annual return to the Norfolk coast to nest and lay eggs after a strenuous flight. Is human comfort more valuable than the right of birds endangered by nets and posts? This is a true story of the sand martins’ plight. Erosion threatens a […]
The Scent of an Autumn Embrace
On a walk in the woods, the autumn consumes us, Enveloped in the essence of damp leaves and humus Intermingling with spice from the depths of your overcoat, The scent of your body and your freshly washed clothes. The seaweed and sand smell of salty mist from the coast Leaves a chill on our skin […]
Silk Kimono
My response to Carpe Diem #932 silk tree rich queen of fibres cocoon of silent spinners in vibrant colours sumptuous seduction as kimono falls to floor © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on Pinterest
A re-worked version of…
‘Nightmare Poem’, first posted on 13th August. Shouting Rhymes After a night of haunting and relentless dreams of fully-formed poems, I am wired. Caged in ribs, heart flutters like a bird anxious to break free from captive night. Hands ache from wringing bed-sheets of words; mouth dry from shouting rhymes nobody heard. In the early […]
Quote Poems – day three
This is the third and final day of writing a poem related to a quote. Quote # 3: If you’re tired of the silent night, Jesus, well then you yell it – Joni Mitchell Yelling in the Silent Night Silence sizzles in the dark White noise against black shadows Every creak making its mark Echoes in the […]
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