bright morning beacon untangles the horizon into skeins of cloud Kim M. Russell My response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt – Gold #writephoto
Tag: Thursday Photo Prompt
Sea Shadows
The sea is a shadow washing the shoreline, filling in dents and scavenging sand, drowning dunes in beach foam and brine. The sea is a shadow chasing along the strand, shattering shells and scattering stones, casting its treasures on the bleak hinterland. The sea is a shadow of clamours and moans, a sobbing soliloquy borne […]
Growing Potatoes on Mars
Powerful, fiery and dramatic, the red planet is a devil of a place to grow potatoes. Mind you, they always take root in my kitchen cupboard… Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt – Deep #writephoto This poem was inspired by an article I read on Science Alert – I was […]
Waking Sea
Sea breaks against rocks, wakes in wrinkles and stretches out to touch the horizon. Sea stifles a yawn, wraps night sand in crackly grey waves, a gift to early morning. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt – Horizon #writephoto Sue asks us to use the image to create poetry, […]
Demon
My response to Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt – Creature #writephoto As this week will take us to Halloween, Sue has chosen a genuinely spooky photograph. This black creature with glowing eyes was captured on camera when she visited an ancient mine a few days ago.
Forging Morning
The sky is a confusion Of purple contusion And burning orange light. Heaven and earth are forged Together, clouds are gorged With flames so bright The road is gilded, Clouds and tarmac melded In the liquid metal aftermath of night. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My response to Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt […]
Lunar Paradox
Like a prehistoric fly In amber, The man in the moon is trapped, A fossil in the skies Of October, Slowly fading from a smiling face To a winking eye. Like molten candle wax, A final spark And the man in the moon expires, A lunar paradox, Torn by bark, Birched by leafless branches And […]
Slit
I have been watching every day to see you on your way to work or to meet a friend – watching without end. I have been waiting for a sign just a word or a line only a glimpse through this slit. Suddenly you’re there – that’s it. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My […]
Canal Reflections
Firefly reflections splash Inky canal water, Citric paint rinsed From the badger brush Of a Dutch master. Against the interplay Of twilight and shadow, Charcoal scratches Of lacy willow Veil a violet sky. Framed by a coal-black arch Like the lens Of the tow-path walker’s eye, A masterpiece unfolds Beyond the damp echoes Of the […]
Storm Navigator
Vigilant on the moody moor, the beacon drew its fire from the brewing storm, leeching potency from the clouds, filling the giant’s chalice, not with small beer (not by any stretch of the imagination) but with Thor’s thunderous percussion and the hammering of rain, ale fit for a leviathan. © Kim M. Russell, 2016 My […]
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