it coils around a spiral illuminated with a mother of pearl shimmer a vertiginous seduction into the sea’s ear cast away like an ech- o Kim M. Russell, 1st September 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Weekend Mini Challenge: Camera FLASH! also linked to Poets United Poetry Pantry Kerry says that this […]
Tag: Weekend Mini Challenge
Ash Blooms
He extinguished his cigarette in her unfinished glass of gin – the ash rose to the surface, broke the meniscus and bloomed into grey flowers that reeked of tobacco. She paid the waitress and walked out of the door, leaving him with the smoky bouquet. Kim M. Russell, 5th August 2018 My response to Imaginary […]
Seaside Sonnet
The ice cream drip of summer days leaves sticky stains on memories steeped in salt and vinegar, candy floss, egg sandwiches and seaside rock. Faded black and white photos lack the sunny glare of beach towels, the welcome rainbow of parasols, barking dogs and beach balls bouncing in the sea and then the thrill of […]
Magnificent for a Moment
You spent years underground, a larva, your skin brittle and papery, vulnerable you built your cocoon in darkness as black as your carapace. I found you that day, a jet flash in the May sun basking in the heat of urban concrete. I admired your gloss and spectacular size, a stag among beetles ready to […]
Capricious May
May is capricious, the garden is luscious, bathed in soft sun, daisy and dandelion- spattered. Sky turns bruised plum, sweetly congeals cloud jam, a chiff-chaff’s half-hearted call warning of imminent rainfall. Warning of imminent rainfall, a chiff-chaff’s half-hearted call sweetly congeals cloud jam. Sky turns bruised plum, spattered daisy and dandelion bathed in soft sun, […]
On a cold night…
cosy under the covers intertwining limbs and feet we exchange heat embracing entropy in the thermodynamics of love. Kim M. Russell, 2018 My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Weekend Mini Challenge: Entropy and thermodynamics This weekend Bjorn is here with another physics class to spin our creativity: a talk about entropy and thermodynamics. […]
After Walcott
When I first read the opening lines of ‘Love After Love’, I knew your poem would fit me like a glove; I felt I might have met you in a previous life so deeply cut your poetic knife. You taught me to look into a mirror with elation. The future is clearer as I feast […]
Locked Doors
Charred doors bulge with damp, dreams and ideas, accumulated years, dust and grime of dead inhabitants, the keys mislaid in council drawers, long forgotten. Bereft of residents, the condemned building shifts and sighs, and prepares for bulldozers and wrecking balls – no need for locks now. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Imaginary Garden […]
Shed Theory
In the corner of my eye, above the relative order of notepads and CDs, I can see the sad ruin of the garden shed, silent and crumbling in a nettle bed. Inside, brambles try to make their escape, scratching at windows that crack and break, held together in the embrace of neatly spun cobweb lace. […]
Spirit of the Broads
The smell of freedom and warm winds of summer linger in my sails a little longer, tangling ragged leaves in ropes. I feel the chilly current from the deep below, persistent waves ripple and break against my prow, tug my mooring, in a constant urging to break free before I am encased in winter. Kim […]
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