It’s almost the end of May. After several submissions, it’s time to sit down and write poetry again. Today’s piece comes as a take upon two very nice prompts:
Carry On Tuesday – That long and winding road
Sunday Whirl #58
That long and winding road I take
to see its wonders
back again
Along it, all perspective blurs
Chalk-covered alleys
Drenched with thirst
Rough blizzard scrapes
Them bare
Like a cat’s tongue
Scraping unaware.
I see the burnished flinty rock
Austere and abandoned to collapse
Alone along the long
And winding road.
I see cocoon –
Not brittle, brave
With life within
Not hesitant to scrape those barnacles
That stick to it
And suck its glory.
That long and winding road
I take
to see the rise and fall
of the awake.
© 2012 Mariya Koleva
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Lovely use of the wordle words and Keith’s prompt too. Life is filled with small miracles if we took long enough to see them all, isn’t it?
Lovely imagery and, prose.
Daydreamertoo, thanks a lot!
Such good imagery, Beautifully written..
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I love the images you’ve created here, beautiful writing. There certainly is much to see along the road we all follow, and you’ve written a nice reminder to keep our eyes open to all the wonders along the way.
Thanks to:
Gautami – glad you liked it!
Mary – there certainly are!
Well done, Mariya!! You fit and flowed those words so well with Carry-On’s prompt, too!!
I really like this idea:
“Rough blizzard scrapes
Them bare
Like a cat’s tongue
Scraping unaware.”
I love that because it’s so true. It’s a gentle/rough scraping that they’re unaware of just as a sharp blizzard is.
Great writing my friend!!
Hannah, again you find meaning that I was unaware of 🙂 You’re a great reader. Will be an excellent literature teacher, too.
Just when you think you know the road …it changes. Some surprises can be pleasant if we take the time.
I admire that you can fill to prompts with one poem.
Thank you for your kind words and visit. Sometimes the way one person wants to deal with a situation is different than another. I can live with my choice to exit somewhat quietly and protect the people that still remain behind. And hope that someone else can ‘see the light’ and remove the ‘cancerous’ people sooner than later.
I like how you’ve woven the winding road in and out your stanzas.
Many life lessons we learned on this long and winding road. I enjoyed reading it.
Beautiful combining of prompts, Mariya. We are all somewhere along that long and winding road.
http://inthecornerofmyeye.blogspot.com/2012/05/long-road.html