You need to know, I have a fragile muse fashioned from Venetian glass, blown out and close to shattering. Despite that, we climb aboard a gondola and enter the shadow of the Bridge of Sighs, sighing and shivering from the sudden chill. But Venice has its own poetry. The city knows which form to use […]
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Carnival in Venice
gondoliers echo among the bridges and sighs colour and romance Kim M. Russell, 31st August 2018 My response to Carpe Diem #1509 Back to where we started … Italy Today is the final episode of our quest for folk music around the world and our journey ends in Italy.
Peace Within Day 21
echoes fade in the canals and alleys muted by mist Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem’s Winter Retreat 2018 Peace Within For Carpe Diem’s Winter Retreat 2018, Chèvrefeuille has challenged us to create a haiku or tanka inspired on the theme of ‘Peace Within’ every day during a period of 30 days, […]
Unmasking a Stranger
Coy behind a marble lion, she seduced tourists in the square, no bashful burn behind the mask to match the colour of her hair. She was Casanova’s doxy, a carnival Columbina, until she packed herself away in tissue for another year. Then she merged into the shadows of the bridges and the alleys with her […]
Peace Within Day 19
enveloped in mist the bell tower is silent a Venetian sigh Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Carpe Diem’s Winter Retreat 2018 Peace Within For Carpe Diem’s Winter Retreat 2018, Chèvrefeuille has challenged us to create a haiku or tanka inspired on the theme of ‘Peace Within’ every day during a period of 30 […]
Venetian Glass
shimmering mirror marriage of water and light engendering glass reflects a colourful past boats, masks and clouds of balloons Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics: Through the looking glass
City of Bridges and Sighs
Give me a city of bridges and sighs, Shimmering water under cloudless skies, Flocking pigeons in St Mark’s Square Fed by the crowds of tourists there. Give me the surprise of a piazzale, The clanging of the bell in the Campanile, Echoes of gondoliers in the early morning haze And overcrowded vaporetti in the watery […]
Take me to Torcello
My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #109 Take me to Torcello Past the gondolas on the Grand Canal, Across the shimmering lagoon, Sparkling glass of Murano And the colours of Burano To the gentle chirp of crickets And the ruins of Torcello, Where we spent the day one summer Drinking limoncello And soaking […]
A poem about one of my most favourite places in the world
Venice A labyrinth of watery lanes Bridges and sighs Music and colour Under cloudless skies The sacred peace Of a sudden piazzale Pigeons and the clanking bell Of St Mark’s Campanile The echo of gondoliers As they round a bend A romantic cliché On the Adriatic sea
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