Sweet and Bitter Stuff of Wonder
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Here are the final haiku I wrote for the September Heights of Haiku 2013
#27 – Gold
Blushing before night
the sunset spills melted gold –
a jewel for free.
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#28 – Pillow
Amidst the clouds we
see our old dream of future
delude us deep in.
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#29 – Mother
Myth of ancient tales
To make some feel worthy.
Truth is only freedom.
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#30 – Crooked
Behold the branches
surviving naked and still.
Arching slowly down.
© 2013 Mariya Koleva
Haiku Heights, 2013 September Heights #24
Strive
Higher and faster
Heaven is not my frontier
Mind is borderless.
**September #25**
Den
Earth is our savior
Ceiling is the sky above
Den can be a home.
**September #26**
Salt
Triumph of needless
Victory of tastelessness
Baffled by hunger.
© 2013 Mariya Koleva
This is one of my favourite creatures – dragonfly. The first time I’ve seen one was when it flew in our living room. Apartment block, fifth floor was strange enough. I got scared, I was just around ten. Later on, I told my Dad: ‘It looked just like a helicopter. How did they make themselves like that?’ Imagine the fun of my childish question. My father smiled very cheerfully and said: ‘Maybe people make helicopters like dragonflies, it’s easier.’ I continued: ‘Yeah, sure, but how do they?’ Dad said: ‘Well, maybe the engineers caught one dragonfly and took a good look of it.’
Not a day would pass without some cute memories of Dad come back when I remember all the small and fine things he used to teach me 🙂 (it might seem cheerful, but it’s tearful).
Carpe Diem #303 – Dragonfly
Dainty whizzing through
nothingness in fairy wings
Supplies all eyes’ joy.
© 2013 Mariya Koleva
Haiku Heights, 2013 September Heights #23
Clue
No limit for mind
uncluttered by memory
Traces far beyond.
© 2013 Mariya Koleva
Such a surprise with this prompt. I mean, who would expect such a thing, so naturally coming along 🙂
2013 September Heights #22:
Sunday
The final sunbeams
caress through bearing branches
whole day for rest.
© 2013 Mariya Koleva
Curiously, or rather not, black used to be my favourite colour when I was a teenager 🙂 Just like any other teenager. Later, when I passed that ‘girlish’ period, I realised black was the lack of colour, so how could it have been my fav ‘colour’? Weird little creature, I was. And sometimes, still am.
Haiku Heights, 2013 September Heights #21
Black
My lack of colour
To lull the bleakness inside
Forgiveness for all.
© 2013 Mariya Koleva
At first I wrote … the first one 🙂 Then I counted the syllables and you know the rest. The second one is perhaps the one.
Haiku Heights, 2013 September Heights #20
Myth
Disbelieving the incredible
Rede of heroic past
Only blood on the tree bark.
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Incredible tale
Of past glory and heroes
Blood traces will stay.
© 2013 Mariya Koleva
The prompt of Haiku Heights for the 19th day of 2013 September Heights is…
Butter
Swiftness blended soft
under the breakfast light
Garden walk is pleasure.
© 2013 Mariya Koleva
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Haiku Heights, 2013 September Heights #18
Chirp
Morning chill arises
Heavy with our sweet sleep
Birds sound full awake.
© 2013 Mariya Koleva
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Haiku Heights, 2013 September Heights #17. I am getting more and more atuned to it. Of course, I also enjoy it more. That is what poeming is all about, isn’t it? So, the prompt for today is Dread. Boy, have I not feared dread as I fear Fright itself? Have I not wanted to write a poem on it? Longer, of course, yet how come I notice shorter works better by me? You tell me. I don’t know, or wouldn’t tell. Just to hear somebody speak 😉
Dread
Surely the last
Existing wheel of will
Will spill in fear.
© 2013 Mariya Koleva
