28 to Create, Day 26 – Echo Day 2. An echo poem is literally, a line-to-line opposite to the original. I did that more than once. My first attempt was with T.S.Eliot’s Waste Land and you may read it here. The other echo poem I wrote was for Day 15 of this very challenge, is an echo of Mayakovsky and can be read here.
A DOUBLE TOSS IN THE AIR
The mighty roar quakes my inner soul
All air flees before it, frightened
Reaching the top, it slides down embarrassed
The hills that were bare
Look weirdly chaotic now –
rocks and grass entangled in the sun.
The silent waters washing my shore
choke on their slumber.
© 2014, soulmary
This poem is echoed on one written by a fellow-poet participating in the 28 to Create. Annmarie Lockhart and her poem Two Kinds of Quiet served as inspiration. Read the original poem on her blog.
Here is a new piece I wrote for a prompt at Carry On Tuesday, a site where I haven’t contributed for a long time. The other poems I have written after Keith’s prompts can be found here, here and here. Enjoy!
Carry On Tuesday #204
If you would like to read the original poem: Come With Me, I Said And No One Knew (VII) by Pablo Neruda, click here!
Come with me, I said,
as if to no one
The breeze alone would
whistle soft by me.
Come with me, I whispered
I’m going home, I thought
alone if that’s to be.
Alone, in that bright day
in sunny August
the afternoon of tall grass
and blue skies
That hushed wheat field endured
the hum of bumblebees and
orange tint of peace.
Come with me, as I stroll lonely
into a fairy tale
I saw through my closing lashes
before I let myself
into the heavy honey of
© 2013, Mariya Koleva
Yet, another sunny small stone in the River of Stones:
“Drove 100 km to and back. Field covered in snow, no crows, no traffic. Just the white glistening in the sun. Destination white and quiet. Warm rooms filled with people working away in peace. No students, no noise, no tension over exam grades. Just the warm heating inside the room. Just smiles and “Happy-New-Year-to-yous”.”
© 2012 Mariya Koleva