The moment boots imprinted soil, the scent of bark and undergrowth embraced us. We brushed past rusty ferns and sodden grass, and acres of trees exhaled into fragments of sky and cloud, a sigh that hugged our lungs and filled them with a woody song. Pinecones on the path, like Hansel and Gretel crumbs, paved […]
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Under a Pearly Sky
Yellow-faced finches Flit in the bushes Of the ancient woods. A cold wind rises, Tossing the topmost branches, Dancing with flame-like larch leaves Lining the edge Of a field of sedge, Milky in the early light. It is silent Under a pearly Norfolk sky. ©Kim M. Russell, 2015 Yes, I know, the haiku was supposed […]
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