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Seasons after Writer’s Island: *** Spring was late As was summer last year Or, did it happen at all? Wind and rain is all I remember Life itself seemed to postpone its glamour and quiet, its peace and caresses Until all we know is snowfall. © 2011 Mariya Koleva [...]  This week, I decided to combine a few of the prompts. *** Those hollow eyes Are nearly there Such vast horizons Unlimited by uniforms.
© 2011 Mariya Koleva
** Sunday Scribblings – nearly; One Single Impression – hollow; Writer’s Island – unlimited; Poets United – uniforms. [...] Theme Thursday said Space; Writer’s Island said Secret. I combined. * A secret lies in outer space concealing teasers to replace the double-edged truth we seek so we may bore ourselves to death in just a week.
© 2011 Mariya Koleva
[...] Writer’s Island – Improvise
As of old we knew so well - Keep to rule, oath and spell! Then, the modern times arrived bringing havoc all about, throwing order all alight.
Coming home, it would be hard If the place was torn apart, improvised and fragment-like, jolly new and merry art. Going out, [...] The topic given by the Writer’s Island, is Foretell. A light piece, this one: - I’m utterly happy I cannot foretell any plausible futures using palpable spells. - I’m frightfully glad for not telling a tale of simple tomorrows or complex farewells. - I’m distinctly thrilled I can’t cast a shadow over clouds, bluish stars [...] |
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