Tag Archives: love

Let’s count to ten, Day 20

I am 2/3 through with the challenge. And still holding on 🙂

Poetic Asides – Let’s [blank]

Let’s count to ten
In honour of the ten digits
And the decimal and metric systems
In honour of the notes
In an octave
Eight, plus another two –
Me and you.

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

Doubt, no doubt…

NaPoWriMo, Day 4

1. Haiku Heights – Doubt

A bird in a bush
Blossoms fragrant, warbling spills
No doubt in her heart


No doubt in her heart
But the pure stifling cold of red


Exasperation –
Insanity’s middle name
A bird in a bush.

2. Being Poetry – Uproar 

Two boys and a girl
Their parents –
Friends from teenage
Trying to make up for
Time so long
Trying to cast a bridge

Two boys and a girl –
Clatter, clamour
Crush and break
Toys around
Below and above
You step on them
Silence is forbidden 

Two boys and a girl
Trying to cast a bridge

Parents too tired to mind
Too happy to reproach
Too deaf to hear.

3. Poetic Asides – 100% something

You are 100% awesome!
I’m 100% there for you!
Are those eyes of yours
100% green?
Or I am only
100% taken in?
100% stunning –
that’s how I see you
100% stupefied –
that’s how I get
when I finally see you
for looking at you
blinds me

© 2012 Mariya Koleva


“Connections are everything” sets the spirit of the poetic prompt at the Poetry Jam this week. This week is also my first participation there, and I am headed to make it count 😉

Love Poem, (by the way)

Connect with me
Through that thought line
That keeps us both
Awake and waiting
At both ends of the phone line. 

Relay to me
Through that hectic confusion
Caused by our sleepless
Caustic mornings after.
Devoid of touching you.
And haunted by frustrated dreams. 

Relate to me
Using that old-fashioned
Bunch of flowers
That will invariably die
Uncared for,
On the kitchen table
Where I tossed them
Before I tossed myself
Into your arms 

Forgetting thoughts
and phones
and dreams. 

Get touched
And stay connected! 

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

Image courtesy: The Poetry Jam web site

I’ll believe it when, Wed #171

The new Wednesday prompt at the Poetic Asides forum, coming under #171 is “I’ll believe it when…”

I’ll believe it when the dawn
breaks on me
to see me
wordless, thoughtless and expensed
Wondering at the redness
of the clouds’ cheeks
And not able to remember
another colour.

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

Image courtesy: John and Sarah

Miracle, Shadorma

OSI (One Single Impression) #212 – Miracle

And do you recall the rules of the Shadorma?


When I need

a blissful moment,

I only

look at you –

the bliss I find to bathe in.


©2012 Mariya Koleva


small stone of 12.Jan

Here is my contribution for the River of Stones, on this 12th day of January:

“people talked. i heard intelligent chat. intelligent chat rustled in the frills of my pride. the vain periphery of my consciousness indulged in the sense of being necessary, wanted, listened to, looked up to, and so much more.”

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

Addict poem – NovPAD, Day 6

The previous three days I was away and I scratched my poems in a notebook, so I still need to type them in here. That will be later. Now, let’s move to the latest scream and read…

The prompt for Day 6 is to write an addict poem.


this sun above will always shine
and we will be forever glued
to gaze at its beginnings
and its endings,
without a thought to miss
just one or two
as I’m addicted hopelessly to you.

© 2011 Mariya Koleva

It was love at first sight… – Leaf Fall

Carry on Tuesday #126: the opening line from Catch 22 by Joseph Heller “It was love at first sight”


It was love at first sight
Handsome god here resides…
Until the second view revealed reality
Where dream was washed away
By all the dirty cups and ash-trays
By filled-up garbage bag and

That amazing rain outside
With leaf fall whirling fire on
And sweeping all I shun into oblivion.
That was love at first sight!

©2011 Mariya Koleva

“What I love about…” – Wednesday Prompt by Robert

It is Wed. again, for the last time before November PAD Challenge, and Robert has one more prompt for us. Here it is.

And here is my poem:

Image credit: Rebecca Barray

What I love about the forest
Is that it is always young,
It will always offer shelter,
Sometimes it will offer danger.

It will always be
               so dark,
               so green,
               so soft,
               so hard …
So everything,
That I won’t tire of its diversity.


Това, което ме пленява във гората,
е тази нейна вечна младост,
това, че винаги ни дава сянка,
понякога дори е страшна.

Тя винаги е
                    тъй тъмна
                    тъй зелена
                    тъй мека
                   тъй корава…
Тя толкова е всякаква,
че не мога да й се наситя.

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

Also posted at Poetry Jam – Where is your forest?