Am I a fool to want to float, to sail away on a leaky boat, exploring life on canals and rivers, trimming sails in all kinds of weather until I reach the estuary, the final frontier before open sea, uncharted depths that terrify me? Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real […]
Tag: Saturday Mix
Emergence
That weakening old man winter still clings, a spectral presence on the river, dispersing opaque drops that shiver in the breath of a youthful spring breeze. The burgeoning season sings, a sonorous voice in shrubs and trees, chuckling and sparkling on the water, bubbling to a crescendo of simmering sunshine reflected in a swathe of […]
On the Breeze
Wind-chimes i m p e r s o n a t e church-bells. Carillon i m i t a t e s glockenspiel. Breeze v e n t r i l o q u i s e s peal. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix We are melding flash fiction […]
This Morning
In quickening light, quietude disperses with quisling ghosts of night. Outside the window, quitch grass quivers under quicksilver dew. A curious quirky bird sitting in the willow questions every word of every line I write, a quaint critic of whom I am quite fond. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday […]
The Comet’s Tale
a comet boasted its tail was as big as the cosmos as its tale became taller it just got smaller falling fast through the atmosphere past planets and the moon until it landed on Earth somewhere in the north where it snows throughout the winter and in spring everything rises from the frozen earth in […]
Flourish
Sun breaks skin on frozen pond, shattering milky puddles; grass glints like glass as spring mushrooms through forest floor, greeting a beetle with a thaw. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image: pixabay.com My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix — Lorraine 18.02.17 In Lorraine’s edition of Saturday mix – a mélange of flash prose and poetry – we […]
No Remorse
The master crept into the chamber of his hangdog handmaiden’s shame again and again. There was no remorse. The bruises on body and soul got worse, while his penitent wife battled nightmares in their marital bed, plagued by guilty demons shrouded in shadows of sleep, which was never deep – just a wallowing in the […]
Three Daisies
three daisies in a broken vase all that’s left of a life snuffed out on a mussed up rug with a jagged knife three daisies that’s what he brought her declaration of his love but they found a shopping bag with a blood-stained glove three daisies graced the broken corpse salt tears ran left a […]
Chimera
fire-breathing monstrous soul sibling disparate blood hybrid nemesis and chimera the darkest sister Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Chainimage My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix — Lorraine At Lorraine’s Saturday Mix, we play in a sandbox of words writing flash, microfiction and poetry. This week, she has offered two pieces of micro-fiction and a poem. […]
Making Tracks
by the tracks locomotive breath made them cry at goodbye she stood at the platform’s edge he was on the train Kim M. Russell, 2017 Tracks My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Saturday Mix – January 14, 2016 Welcome back to Bastet, who has been thinking about doing a mix day of poetry and one of the various forms […]
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