The Best Ever…

Here is a forgotten poem I wrote for November Poem-A-Day Chapbook Challenge, Day 20, I think. The prompt was to write a “the best ever [blank]”

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My best ever night
Was a dawning disorder
Of all wasted nights
I had spent in the corner
                        of dreams,
Dreamt by somebody else
While the excess of thrills
Was beginning to spill
Into my own
                       best ever night.

© 2011 Mariya Koleva

A friend of mine

A friend of mine will need a place

to hide and rest,

and for the rest.

A friend will need to have to need,

and then again,

will need the best.