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gold

September Haiku Heights Finale

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.

***

crooked branches

Image by: dezsii

#28 – Pillow

Amidst the clouds we
see our old dream of future
delude us deep in.

***

#29 – Mother

Myth of ancient tales
To make some feel worthy.
Truth is only freedom.

***

#30 – Crooked

Behold the branches
surviving naked and still.
Arching slowly down.

© 2013 Mariya Koleva

slat

Strive – Den – Salt

strive

Image by: Windcharmer

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

dragonfly could be purple

Dragonfly

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).

dragonfly on leaf

Image: Carpe Diem

Carpe Diem #303 – Dragonfly

Dainty whizzing through
nothingness in fairy wings
Supplies all eyes’ joy.

© 2013 Mariya Koleva

clue Sherlock and dr Watson

Clue

Haiku Heights, 2013 September Heights #23

clue Sherlock and dr Watson

Image by: imwhooo

Clue

No limit for mind
uncluttered by memory
Traces far beyond.

© 2013 Mariya Koleva

sunday haiku for september

Sunday

Such a surprise with this prompt. I mean, who would expect such a thing, so naturally coming along 🙂

sunday haiku for september

Image credit: zeyva

2013 September Heights #22:

Sunday

The final sunbeams
caress through bearing branches
whole day for rest.

© 2013 Mariya Koleva

more black september haiku

Black

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 for september 2013

Image by: Habter

Black

My lack of colour
To lull the bleakness inside
Forgiveness for all.

© 2013 Mariya Koleva

myth for the september haiku heights

Myth

At first I wrote … the first one 🙂 Then I counted the syllables and you know the rest. The second one is perhaps the one.

myth for the september haiku heights

Image: Karezoid

Haiku Heights, 2013 September Heights #20

Myth

Disbelieving the incredible
Rede of heroic past
Only blood on the tree bark.

***
Incredible tale
Of past glory and heroes
Blood traces will stay.

© 2013 Mariya Koleva

butter 3d art

Butter

The prompt of Haiku Heights for the 19th day of 2013 September Heights is…

butter 3d art

Image credit: Lowcola

Butter

Swiftness blended soft
under the breakfast light
 Garden walk is pleasure.

© 2013 Mariya Koleva

Linked to Haiku Heights Blog

birds in fly - chirp

Chirp

Haiku Heights, 2013 September Heights #18

birds in fly - chirp

Image credit: horstdesign

Chirp

Morning chill arises
Heavy with our sweet sleep
Birds sound full awake.

© 2013 Mariya Koleva

linked to Haiku Heights

dread abstract

Dread

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 abstract

Image credit: waver-h at deviantart

Dread

Surely the last
Existing wheel of will
Will spill in fear.

© 2013 Mariya Koleva