Butterfly

poetry_01April is a month for poetry writing. Thirty poems in 30 days. At least, that is. I stick to Haiku Heights. They make the A-Z challenge, every day the prompt starting with another letter of the alphabet. In case you are wondering how they go about the several extra days that have no letters, here is their trick: every Sunday is an Open Day, so you may take a rest from ABC. I also follow Poetic Asides, where I first met the so-called PAD (short for Poem-A-Day) Challenge.

1. Haiku Heights #02 – Butterfly:

they wait, looking up

picking colours from sunshine

flutter fragile wings

2. Poetic Asides – Dark Poem:

Up the alley

I crawl

Dimmed

And dulled

To dumb sobriety

Yet drunk on

a monstrous lack of relation to

Reality.

© 2013, Mariya Koleva

 

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6 replies on “Butterfly”

  1. Wabi Sabi says:

    It does seem like they snatch colors right from the sun, doesn’t it!

  2. If they take too many colors, will there be any sun left?

    Butterfly

  3. Magical, I hope there will be. 🙂

  4. S Jayanth says:

    picking colors from sunshine!! delightful haiku. Keep writing! 🙂
    My Haiku.

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