Sweet and Bitter Stuff of Wonder
Brought to you by Mary K
Quite by accident, I found out that one of my favourite prompt sites, Haiku Heights is doing the September Heights. Of course, I had read about it, but completely forgotten.
September Heights #01 – Drawbridge
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Draw-bridge from me to
the silliness I am when
I pause before you
© 2012 Mariya Koleva
Poetic Bloomings #57 – The Walk of Life
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the walk of life lies
beyond the pond of liking
along my palm-line
© 2012 Mariya Koleva
Although the month of Poetry and various types of challenges is over, I decided to post this haiku I wrote for Day 30 on a notebook in my car. I forgot it there and only retrieved it a couple of days ago, so here it is:
NaPoWriMo, Day 30
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Magic spell
Blissful breeze around
Living on.
© Mariya Koleva
NaPoWriMo, Day 29
Haiku Heights – Zest
Intently watching
Tree branches playing with birds
And knowing it ends.
© 2012 Mariya Koleva
NaPoWriMo, Day 27
Haiku Heights – Temptation
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Temptation as I see
Volcano surging power
And fury alone.
© 2012 Mariya Koleva
NaPoWriMo, Day 26
1.
Wow, oh, wow
Don’t get off so loud!
Don’t give in so soon!
Never mind the crowd!
You’ll get yourself marooned
Looking up to whom
you shouldn’t
Just because you wouldn’t
find a steady place
To help you save your face
Oh, wow, oh
Don’t get down so low
Rescue team is on the way
Yet, perhaps, they will not stay
Probably they will ignore
Noise so loud and fall so low.
2. Haiku Heights – Melody
How will the wind find
The melody of stricken birds?
Shall it hush down?
© 2012 Mariya Koleva
1. Haiku Heights – White
Invisible snow
softly patting the ground
Invisibly white
2. Poetic Asides – Sci-fi
“Avon, teleport me!”*
I remember mid-grade.
“Zaan, assist me through!”**
a new century began.
Same message all over:
“Hey, you –
human, or else,
no matter,
please,
do something for me,
for I don’t want to be alone.”
©2012 Mariya Koleva
NaPoWriMo, Day 17
Being Poetry – Rain
NaPoWriMo.net – epistolary with particulars
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Dear Mr. Rain,
how long until you hold your reins
and tie your whirls around the tides
below the ocean rocks where lies
your precious treasure?
You spill your thunders and your bolts
along the Chestnut boulevard
where oranges unbridled roll
and wallow in the shallow pools
unwanted and uncared for.
You splash all over our roof
and wash the house of its neglect
thus washing off its innocence
that rainy dryness had erect.
And then I stand and watch and muse
Just as I did some years ago
To see the tenderest abuse
You come, hurray
and off you go!
Haiku Heights – Wonder
2. Haiku Heights – Wonder
I wonder, silent
I am amazed and mute
At mountain grandeur
© 2012 Mariya Koleva
NaPoWriMo, Day 16
1. Haiku Heights – Being
Being in crisis
Being in despondency
Being a-living
© 2012 Mariya Koleva
NaPoWriMo, Day 14
Suddenly spiritual with the Easter Rising coming, here is my poem for today, a response to the Haiku Heights’ prompt word of AURA.
Believe, rise
These enchanted eyes
See aura
See aura
Around all creatures
God is here
God is here
Dark purple aura
Believe, rise
© 2012 Mariya Koleva