Kaleidoscope, NaPoWriMo Day 25

Magpie Tales has the following prompt for this week:


Here is my response:

Jingle, sweetness.
My oblivion
Will forever go bejeweled.

© 2011 Mariya Koleva

Almost a poem, NaPoWriMo, day 11

Here are the prompts on which I acted: Sunday Scribblings – Messenger; One Single Impression – Epidemic; Poets United – Headlines; Theme Thursday – Face; We Write Poems – Almost a poem; Three Word Wednesday – Adamant-Fabricate-Peculiar

The messenger was adamant:
Those headlines had not been fabricated
And we were facing
A peculiar and epidemic poem,
Whose weirdest peculiarity
That it was “almost a poem”.

© 2011 Mariya Koleva

Never Again… NaPoWriMo, day 10

Poetic Asides for Day 10 of April PAD / NaPoWriMo:

Never again
will be hard to define.
How many of those
got washed in the drain?

I hardly remember
when I last even tried
to believe
in the magic of never again.

© 2011 Mariya Koleva

What if… NaPoWriMo, day 9

Poetic Asides, Day 7: What if… (And should I mention it’s an American haiku, too?)

What if I
Had been so stupid
And let go?

© 2011 Mariya Koleva

The world without me – NaPoWriMo, day 3

Poetic Asides (well, in fact, Robert) said we might like to write a poem that describes the world without us/me. Ha, very hard, indeed. So, here is my modesty at full display. Honestly, I feel so.

Without me
The world is still the same
As stupid as this sounds

So sorry…

© 2011 Mariya Koleva

The Shark – NaPoWriMo, Week 2

Poetic Asides has a suggestion to write a goofy poem. The Big Tent Poetry offered some more. I combined. Here is the result:

The Shark
I’m sorry that6 I was a fish4,
Just dying to have lungs3 an’ all.
I’m sorry that I was a shark,
Just dreamed of love and heart of gold.

I’m sorry to have eaten you
Just nature had its fierce hold.
My teeth, they simply snapped and snapped
And all I knew was flesh, blood, bone.

Well, anyway, your fate was sealed
By that warfare5 your ship was ‘midst.
You know, I’ve seen so gourmet meals –
That war for you, it was my feast.

So you were gone2 and I was old
But there is the sky still blue
An’ isn’t it so sweet and all
That death united me and you?

© 2011 Mariya Koleva

The Big Tent Poetry offered the following prompts for NaPoWriMo Week 2:

2. Write about something that no longer exists. April 5th Tue
3. Write a poem with lungs in it. April 6th Wed
4. Write a poem as though you are a fish. April 7th Thu
5. Write a letter poem to someone in a war zone or a revolution. April 8th Fri
6. Write a poem that starts, “I am sorry about _____.” April 9th Sat

Don’t sing, shout! – NaPoWriMo day 7

Reacting to Poetic Asides’ prompt for Day 6 of April PAD


Don’t sing, shout!

Remembering the times
You were politely asked
To keep more positive
And better tuned
Within the common craze
Of quiet temperance.

Don’t sing, shout!
Until you fill the air
Bursting hot with passion
Temperance forgotten
for a while.

© 2011 Mariya Koleva

Hello… (a postcard poem) – NaPoWriMo 2011, day 2

For today’s prompt, write a postcard poem.


Hello from me.
From here.
From now.
I travelled well.
The place is great.
And sunshine is about
To spill all over my despondent brow.
No rain.
No more.
For now, at least.
Until the evening clouds
Believe that day is past
And storm the sunshine from around.
© 2011 Mariya Koleva

What got you here… – NaPoWriMo 2011, day 1


What got you here?
I wish I knew.
It was just walking,
which turned to climbing
and then it was a sheer fall,
that may have been a flight
into this wintry cottage
of blooming peaches all around
where gold was falling to the ground
and turning into autumn leaves.

What got me here?
I wish I knew.


© 2011 Mariya Koleva