They are springing upeverywhere I look: waxy little snowdropsbobbingin small clumps orcarpetingbetween trees. They’re amongthe hellebores and crocuses,flirting with fritillaries,and sucking upto cyclamen— a spring ball of dancing flowerssoaking up spring sun and showers. Kim M. Russell, 9th February 2026 For the first dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille of February, De asks us to write poems […]
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I didn’t know about Groundhog Day…
until I saw the film and, even then, it didn’t make much sense to me. We don’t have groundhogs in the UK and, these days, particularly where I live, not so much snow, for which I am grateful! What we do have is snowdrops, one of the signs of spring on which I know I […]
March Panic
Seven years ago today, I was in a panic. We were snowed in, for the first time in years, and I needed to get to the station to catch a train southwards. My daughter was due to give birth to her first child and I’d promised to be there. Thankfully, in our village, the snow […]
Groundhog Day
Today I should have seen my shadow. Sunshine glistens on the frost, the sky is clear and pale blue, and the air icily fresh. But I’m staying indoors, as I’m unwell. I have put my trust in the snowdrops, which promise me faithfully that spring is on its way. I’ve seen them. The small ones […]
A Gasp of Breath
Temperatures are not as low as they were a week or so ago and I’m venturing out earlier for my daily walk, still wearing a thick overcoat with hat, scarf and gloves. It’s only a lap around the village, over the bridge, down past the horses and back around the moorings, where the dyke is […]
Learning to Face Forwards
On the second day of the new year I feel like Janus, looking backwards and forwards, while populating my brand new calendar and personal diary with dates: birthdays, anniversaries and appointments. I also realise that I haven’t seen some of these people whose birthdays I celebrate for years, mainly due to the pandemic, but also […]
Winter pulls its punches
just for a momentin its brutal course that covers all tracesof earth’s life force, icicles come alivewith a sweet green tinge and bloom as snowdropson the edge of spring. Kim M. Russell, 10th February 2021 My response to Poets and Storytellers United Weekly Scribblings #56: Hit Me With Your Best Shot This Wednesday Rommy asks […]
Candlemas Vow
In the moody half-lightof the Imbolc landscapebetween birch, ash and oak,there’s an unspoken oath. Brassy hazel catkins shimmer,lemony lamb’s tail buds glimmer,and there’s a gleam in Candlemasbells’ nodding waxen flowers. Everywhere, for the first timethis year, is the vow that temperatures will climband imbue everythingwith the welcome scent of spring. Kim M. Russell, 1st February […]
Snowdrops
waxy white petals illuminating grey days a celebration Kim M. Russell, 28th January 2020 My response to Carpe Diem #1803 New Beginnings: Snowdrops In today’s new episode of a month of New Beginnings our prompt is ‘snowdrops’, the first signs that Spring is near.
Waiting for Snowdrops
the lush green leaves stand proud waiting a snowflake’s about to blossom Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem Weekend-Meditation #19 Out Of The Box #2 Tau-ku For this weekend’s meditation, Chèvrefeuille has chosen a feature in which we are challenged to think out of the box of Japanese poetry forms with a […]
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