Seeds in a child’s hands, hard with zebra bands, are a long way from wind-swept fields, where Fibonacci yields are soon dispersed below a cloudburst of birds. In the garden, we hoe and then we sow our own. At night, we dream of tournesols. Kim M. Russell, 3rd May 2021 Image by Todd Trapani on […]
A Series of Sunflowers
my daughter’s gardenbeneath giant tournesolsa smile of sunshine Vincent’s sunflowersthe only remaining lightin a grey landscape October raindropsthe last of the sunflowersdisappearing Kim M. Russell, 13th October 2020 My response to Carpe Diem Celebrates Its 8th Anniversary October 2020: Carpe Diem #1834 sunflowers Today’s flash-back into Carpe Diem’s rich […]
Those late developers stare with dull, black, accusing eyes,pale leaves still strive for the sun’s weakening rays, flowers that should track summer shiver into autumn days. Might they warm themselves on their own golden gaze? Still closed in sulky pouts in early morning haze,have they the strength to open in a blaze? Time casts longer shadows, […]
study in yellow a field mouse sated with seeds sunflower goodness Kim M. Russell, 5th August 2019 My response to Carpe Diem #1717 Sunflowers In a new episode of August’s ‘Field of Flowers’, the theme is an old favourite: sunflowers. I thought I was all sunflowered out – and then I saw this image!
in a wind-swept field sun-burnt faces disperse seeds cloudburst of finches Kim M. Russell, 28th July 2019 My response to Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #95 Quest for a new masterpiece: sunflowers It’s the weekend again and a new meditation at CDHK, where our challenge is to create a new masterpiece haiku or tanka on the […]
Sunflowers at Dawn – May Tan Renga
in the light of dawn sunflowers reach to the blue sky praising their Creator © Chèvrefeuille Fibonacci spiral eyes track the sun from east to west Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found on Pinterest My response to Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge Month 2017 #19 in the light of dawn In the last episode […]
A project for the summer, you said, shaking the yellow curls on your head and, opening up your sweaty hand, offered me hard seeds with zebra bands. The teacher had given you a little sack and, like Jack’s mother, I was full of doubt, prepared to throw them out. Where would we grow sunflowers in […]
Painting by Numbers
Painting from early morning, with the gusto of a New Yorker a Glaswegian a Marseillais eating a haggis a hot dog a bouillabaisse, the artist tried to beat the August heat before his still life wilted. Applying chrome yellow with textured impasto, he was determined to paint them all in one go. Now the tournesols […]
Who Knows Where?
My response to HBHATNAGAR Two Phrase Story #28 Hbhatnagar provides the first phrase and you complete the sentence and we see in how many different directions one thought can be taken. Today’s phrase: ‘A gentle zephyr blew…’ My attempt ‘…pollen of a thousand sunflowers across the landscape, to bloom who knows where.’ Image found on www.deviantart.com Your […]
The last poem for today
Helianthus In a covert patch Amongst cornfields Flowers of radiant yellow Turn buds skywards Tracking the sun From east to west … September And yellow-rayed faces Of fibonacci spirals No longer teased By bees Face only east … They are short-lived Growing heavy-headed Threatened by the distant Thrumming of birds That swoop to pick And […]