Measuring Time

When the whole world measured time in light and dark, descent and climb, civilisation was still new my child, an infant just like you. One drab June, we wandered ancient grounds, round rain-soaked prehistoric mounds, counting a nursery rhyme of stones. We imagined thousands of dawns and shadows pierced by shafts of light – the […]


the road winds ahead below an insipid sky gulls ghost on the wind we are suspended in time waiting for the green of spring Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem #1124 time Today Chèvrefeuille is challenging us (again) with the prompt ‘time’, which we have seen several times before, but we are […]

Waiting for No One

They say time waits for no one, moving on, a tractor along a furrow, turning dark soil like broken chocolate into tomorrow, rattling through the season. We, like seagulls, follow, grey-headed envoys in the air, cursing the changing atmosphere. Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on,tractor/Interesting My response to dverse Poets Pub Tuesday’s Poetics – It’s […]

In Glaze of Dusk

My response to dVerse Poets Pub 5 Year celebration Part 4, Catching up with Samuel Peralta Björn has interviewed Samuel Peralta. I enjoyed his poem, ‘N. poeticus’, which has made me a little nervous about my own post this evening. What I have taken from the interview is Sam’s advice to ‘write from the heart, but […]