Sweet and Bitter Stuff of Wonder
Brought to you by Mary K
Summer is a difficult season for poetry, in my experience. I write just scanty notes, scribble them here and there, because I hate to see the computer and there’s no time to sit at it for hours. So, in September, I suddenly remember those notes existed and start sorting.
Here is a haiku that I obviously wrote in mid-August.
Solitude
When you are trying
To catch yout own breathing
and arrest your heartbeat.
(c) 2014 MK
My friend, Kristjaan, hosting the wonderful blog of Carpe Diem Haiku, is never tired. He offers daily, weekly and seasonal prompts. He holds contests, features many translated haiku and great pics. His blog is a great resource of information and support. Although this is not a classical haiku, because it has “my tears” in it, I wrote it after his Little Creatures prompt. Visit his haiku meme blog here. You may decide to join. Who knows what might come.
Carpe Diem, Little Things #19 – Violet
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My tears will remain
in place to breathe the beauty
of a violet bloom.
© MK 2015
Here are some haiku written for several of the Carpe Diem daily prompts. It has been exactly a year since the blog was started by my haiku friend, Kristjaan and it has been a year during which my life changed a lot. I graduated, defended my thesis, lost my work, found a new one and… Well, you know what I mean.
#308 – Salmon
Silver glitter fast
Beyond the rainbow river
Sweet feast hugging home.
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#309 – Bananaplant
In yellow softness
Rampant mild and honey-like –
Dreaming memory.
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#310 – Dew Frost
Tears fall early
All night weeping listlessly.
Tears into growth.
©2013 Mariya Koleva
**Carpe Diem #306 – Chrysanthemum Festival**
Disheveled head up
Winking in autumn humour
Eyes and hearts at feast.
**Carpe Diem #307 – Goose**
Flocks straying away
To the far wilderness
Waving high goodbye.
©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
Once again, it’s fall. It’s a bit annoying I do my best and most vigorous poeming in autumn, yet, that is the situation.
Carpe Diem #304 – Willow Leaves Fall
Branches weeping low
River flows remorselessly
Farewell to colour.
© 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
