Tag Archives: OSI

Poppies, OSI

OSI – Crimson

As I look at the poppies field
I wonder Crimson or Scarlet –
Deep or clear,
Intense or tense?

Beauty reign in colour.

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

Image from Wallpapers Free

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Shells hai(na)ku, Day 21

NaPoWriMo, Day 21

NaPoWriMo.net – hai(na)kuOne Single Impression – Shells

Shells

Satin bliss

Mother of pearl

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

Transition – OSI

OSI#213 Transition – Alouette

***
Transition best fits
Those willing to quit
Who move away from the dark.
It suddenly starts
As they fall apart
Blazing with beautiful spark. 

Transition itself
Stays hardly on shelf
It often makes for the stars.
Those people remain
In fire and pain
Yet never live behind bars.

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

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.

Miracle.

©2012 Mariya Koleva

 

Underground, Alouette

One Single Impression #210 – Underground
My take is Alouette

***
Distant echoes fade –
glinting dull of jade,
endless search for ground is on.
Forests here remain
helpless in their plain
destiny of living on.

Gritting teeth in quiet,
bringing up a riot,
monsters chase the ghosts around.
Summon mighty friends –
they will then remain
biting lips deep underground.

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

Image courtesy: NOAA Image showing an underwater volcano eruption.

Memory of a Glass House

One Single Impression – Betrayal; Poets United – Glass Houses; We Write Poems – Better out than in; Theme Thursday – Memory

* MEMORY OF A GLASS HOUSE*

I remember a winter

in a house made of glass

naked, numb, stupefied

 –

I remember yearning to go

and get lost in the snow

But how would you know?

 

© Mariya Koleva 2011

 

Border

OSI – Border:

***
Across the border
are the jaws of hatred
and of cold neglect.

Across the border
superstition sleeps
awaiting to ensnare
commoners.

© 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
Was
That it was “almost a poem”.

© 2011 Mariya Koleva

Nearly uniforms

This week, I decided to combine a few of the prompts.

***

Those hollow eyes

Are nearly there

Such vast horizons

Unlimited by uniforms.

 

© 2011 Mariya Koleva

 

** Sunday Scribblings – nearly; One Single Impression – hollow; Writer’s Island – unlimited; Poets United – uniforms.

License

Theme Thursday said “paper”; One Single Impression suggested “sarcastic”; Sunday Scribblings prompted “free”. A combination reads as follows:

*

A letter coming slow and late

Reading in a cold, sarcastic tone,

in fact, is license to be free.

 

© 2011 Mariya Koleva