The Circus moves away, Day 28

NaPoWriMo, Day 28

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The Circus

folds its tents

it packs its ropes

cajoles its animals

to their cages

It rails its wagons

The train

Or caravans

The trailers

Drive away

 

The field it leaves

Is empty

Of the shrieks

And jolly hops

Of the children’s eyes

Wide open

With amazement

Of their mouths

Full of sugar cotton

Lollipops

And their hands

Full-laden with

Fake jewelry

 

The field it leaves

Remains abandoned

By the magic

It held on

All summer

 

Summer’s gone.

 

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

Temptation, Day 27

NaPoWriMo, Day 27

Haiku Heights – Temptation

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Temptation as I see

Volcano surging power

And fury alone.

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

Melody, Day 26

NaPoWriMo, Day 26

1.

Wow, oh, wow

Don’t get off so loud!

Don’t give in so soon!

Never mind the crowd!

You’ll get yourself marooned

Looking up to whom

            you shouldn’t

Just because you wouldn’t

            find a steady place

To help you save your face

 

Oh, wow, oh

Don’t get down so low

Rescue team is on the way

Yet, perhaps, they will not stay

Probably they will ignore

Noise so loud and fall so low.

 

2. Haiku Heights – Melody

How will the wind find

The melody of stricken birds?

Shall it hush down?

 

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

Wheels of the bus, Day 25

NaPoWriMo, Day 25

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Do the wheels of the bus
Roll round and round?

Are you trying to remind me
of those wheels
featuring
in that sweet short rhyme?
Are those wheels
the ones of my fortune
rolling endlessly ahead
never stopping their roll
their run
their smooth and gliding forward
Move
and leave behind
all that chance
has witnessed overboard?

Do I understand
Those wheels
Resemble
The path my scribbling wisdom took?
The tipsy driver
Gets them zig-zag
Through the mist
Of love and moons.

Ah, insatiable you…

 

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

Rhythm, Day 24

NaPoWriMo, Day 24

1. Acrostic Only, SW – Rhythm

Rhythm rules the abyss

Hailing over dead wood

You wasted time alone

Timeless patterns get you

Hunting on your own

Mindful, random and forlorn.


2. Poetic Asides – Morning 

Blue highways
Rolling over
Your sleepiness 

On that blissful verge
Your dreamy blinks abide 

Still sleepy self can feel
The blue outside
Where birds are chirring 

Is there coffee steaming?

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

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

Not willing to know, Day 19

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I know so much I hadn’t wished for

I know so much that I don’t need.

Does the sea complain

its water is more than it wishes for?

Do the mountains complain

they have rocks they don’t need?

I lie on the edge of the sea

I lie in the foot of the mountain

And I wish to be able to see.

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

Dark purple aura, Day 14

NaPoWriMo, Day 14

Suddenly spiritual with the Easter Rising coming, here is my poem for today, a response to the Haiku Heights’ prompt word of AURA.

Believe, rise
These enchanted eyes
See aura

See aura
Around all creatures
God is here

God is here
Dark purple aura
Believe, rise

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

Warmth amazing, Day 13

Somewhat belated, yet my contributions for Day 13 of the Poetry month, along with its Poem-a-Day challenge are here:

1. Haiku Heights – Warmth 

The wind howls

Like a wolf outside

Hearth warms heart.

 

2. Poetic Asides – Something  poem 

Something stupid 

You talk of engines
And of piston heads,
The turns they make,
How they rotate
And how all that
Transforms into a drive 

While 

I watch the movement of your lips
And listen to the murmur of you voice
It is a gentle stream that glides and slips
And then all that
Transforms into a dive. 

© Mariya Koleva

Waves haiku for Day 5

Yesterday, I somehow failed to post a link at Haiku Heights, which is one of the main sites whose prompts I follow. That’s why today, I hurry and here it is:

1. Haiku Heights – Waves

Rolling, swelling waves

Come to peace in piece of foam

Magical physics.

© 2012 Mariya Koleva