Category Archives: Fantasy

My poem ‘She Lingers’ has been published

I’m very pleased to tell you that I have another poem published!

My poem ‘She Lingers’ has been published in the summer 2021 poetry issue of American Diversity Report

Thank you to John C. Mannone for taking this poem — which was written after a walk on Ham Hill in Berkshire this last January.

Woman and Ocean

Fins cut rippling wounds through waves
dolphins surf, joyous and calling
a girl treads water in the backwash
waves and beckons to me as
as I watch from the beach
she turns to swim
a scaled tail leaps and glistens
winking

A plunge and she is gone
to play with her friends below

Copyright © 2021 Kim Whysall-Hammond

Fossil (as published in Andromeda Spaceways)

Transfixed by desert heat
we scan the cliff once more
new techniques allow us
to find smaller and smaller variations
display greater detail
and so, next to the dinosaur bones
we found the stone tablet, embossed
and also, carved ever so finely
a flower blossom
so not a counting of prey killed
as found before
debate rages, but preliminary analysis
indicates the planets oldest love poem

Copyright © 2019 Kim Whysall-Hammond

This poem was first published in issue 76 of Andromeda Spaceways Magazine, September 2019.

Thank you Tom and Michelle!

Andromeda spaceways issue 76 cover

Summer’s loss

Heart broken she withdraws
as every winter
into dark soil
as every winter

The promise of the stars nightly turning
the sinking and turning of constellations
the track of planets wandering  across the sky
say that she will return

Time past she was encouraged
by midwinter fires
now we trust to orbital mechanics

Copyright © 2019 Kim Whysall-Hammond

 

Friday Poem: Days by Orhan Veli Kanık

There are days, I gather myself and leave,
In the smell of nets freshly hauled from the sea
Taking flight on the path of gulls
Drifting from one island to another.

There are unimaginable worlds,
Flowers open, erupt in noise,
Smoke bursts noisily from the earth.

But the seagulls, the seagulls,
Each feather bristling with haste!

There are days, blue all over me.
There are days, sunlight all over me.
There are days, delirious days . . .

by Orhan Veli Kanik

translated by George Messo

Rather than from one of my poetry books, this week I have a Turkish poem from Leonard Durso’s glorious website leonarddurso.com

Dark Land

Night has come
the land is dark
waiting for moonrise

Owl trembles in her branches
rabbit watches from her hole
vixen eyes the shape before her

Something moves brokenly
twists and turns
into a new form

Screams in anguish
agony and terror
as moonlight strikes

 

Copyright © 2019 Kim Whysall-Hammond

There is an English tradition for ghost and spooky stories at Christmas and New Year.

Friday Poem: All that is gold does not glitter

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be the blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

by J R R Tolkien

The Colour of Dragons

The colour of dragons
Depends

Sweet green for new hatchlings
To hide in high grasses

Black and red for an Emperor
Or a burner of crops
Many turn as gold as their treasure
Perhaps part of ageing

What colour a city dragon
Lurking on rooftops?

In Paris, creamy white as the buildings
In Berlin and London
Perhaps a glassy hue
Criss-crossed

In Amsterdam?
Turquoise and purple
With scarlet undertones………

Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond

I’m at Eastercon (the UK national Science Fiction convention) this weekend, with paintings in the Art Show……..

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