The evening tide is syrupy, strange ripples shivering. It laps at banks and licks salty rocks, as if it’s haunted. We dive in the river. It ties us in intricate knots. Kim M. Russell, 20th April 2021 Image by Christoper Osten on Unsplash My response to NaPoWriMo Day Twenty We’re two-thirds of the way through […]
caress of water rippling and trickling on skin the play of sunlight Kim M. Russell, 15th June 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1454 swimming (oyogi) Today our kigo is swimming (oyogi).
Eaten up by a voracious ambedo, dazzled by a blackberry-shaped cloud, I crumbled in the tide of a summer lido, where eminent locals misbehaved. Taking care not to be noticed in my one-piece swimming suit, I switched from breast-stroke to paddle, shook chlorine off my wings and took flight. Kim M. Russell, 2017 Image found […]
My response to Elusive Trope’s Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge I heave my lazy head from shadow of whispering water, swim in gorgeous red smear of sweet honey light on delirious lake, skin cool as a rose petal symphony. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on www.flickr.com