Whispering Branches

Through the window I can seeand hearmy corkscrew willow tree;it whispersancient storieson a blossom-scented breeze,but secretsgathered in its rootsare only ever sharedbetween the writer and her muse. Kim M. Russell, 7th April 2021   My response to Poets and Storytellers United Weekly Scribblings #64: Beloved Companions Rosemary is hosting today and sharing a photograph of […]

Horse Whispering

dismissing a cloud of urgent flies with tall flick and a twitching ear beating heart of rib-caged fear is broken with a whisper Kim M. Russell, 2016 Summer North Wind – Cutting Boards Tempered Glass Another response to imaginary garden with real toads Artistic Interpretations with Margaret – Carol Law Conklin Batik Artist In this […]