Say it with Roses

On Friday night the doorbell rang. She opened up and there he stood, in his hands a sunset of roses, plump petals fragrant with promises. By Monday they had wilted, petals browning, stems slimy, pungent, sick with stagnant water, in a storm of greenfly. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Another poem in response to dVerse Poets […]

No Place to Hide

My response to Jane Dougherty’s Poetry challenge #45: Summer storm, also linked to dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night #178 – Saving Grace photo ©Fir0002     No place to hide On a path overhung with trees: No place to hide, Escape the thrumming of sulphide, Imminent lightning on the breeze, An undercurrent of unease: No place to hide […]