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NaPoWriMo, Day 21
NaPoWriMo.net – hai(na)ku; One Single Impression – Shells
Shells
Satin bliss
Mother of pearl
© 2012 Mariya Koleva
Haiku Heights #112 – Endurance. This may be a senryu, honestly speaking
endurance will
molest the brave of heart till
their final fall.
© Mariya Koleva
Photo by: HMS Endurance Crew on their Antarctic expedition 1915
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OSI#213 Transition – Alouette
*** Transition best fits Those willing to quit Who move away from the dark. It suddenly starts As they fall apart Blazing with beautiful spark.
Transition itself Stays hardly on shelf It often makes for the stars. Those people remain In fire and pain Yet [...]
The Acrostic Only prompt for Food and Drink in March is CUPCAKE. I tried my hand at a Septilla. Just for the record, there are many nice septet forms. I found it hard to pick one. I am not a great lover of cupcakes, but can’t deny they have appealing looks
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OSI (One Single Impression) #212 – Miracle
And do you recall the rules of the Shadorma?
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When I need
a blissful moment,
I only
look at you -
the bliss I find to bathe in.
Miracle.
©2012 Mariya Koleva
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Carry On Tuesday #149 – “I have a little shadow”, the opening line from R.L.Stevenson’s My Shadow. And do you remember what a Triolet is?
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I have a little shadow It goes around with me It makes me feel too hollow I have a little shadow It shudders like a sparrow longing to be [...]
This week the prompt of 3WW is deviant, minuscule, trivial; I answer with a Sijo (traditional Korean unrhymed 3-line poem)
*** There is unused abundance of deviant ideas However, they are all tremendously minuscule in nature. It’s wonderful how trivial objections hinder us.
© 2012 Mariya Koleva
And a cute flowery image, having nothing to [...]
Sunday Scribblings #309 – Search, I wrote a Quintain
*** The crying child will fall at last alone with empty arms that we deceived him with The whining wind of old is now all gone to play its games around the house a bit And search the path of days that runs forlorn.
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One Single Impression #210 – Underground My take is Alouette
*** Distant echoes fade – glinting dull of jade, endless search for ground is on. Forests here remain helpless in their plain destiny of living on.
Gritting teeth in quiet, bringing up a riot, monsters chase the ghosts around. Summon [...]
Nov PAD, Day 12 – an excess poem (which is a shadorma, by the way)
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In the park Leaves have covered all In the dark Even then See them burning red and gold Melting you dizzy.
© 2011 Mariya Koleva
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