Explanation – Day 23, November PAD

Do you need
an explanation?
Can’t you see

it’s harvest?
Unknown and greedy it looks.

Quickly, the night train!

© Mariya K, 2020

Response to Nightmares – Day 16, November PAD

Our nightmares
speak very often
about that
distant day
beyond our eyes, hands and feet
where nightmares are dreams.

© Mariya K, 2020

Process Notes:
The prompt is to write a response poem. I chose to respond to an earlier prompt from this month: Dreams and/or Nightmares, which can be read here. I believe what I did was rather a continuation of my stream of thought than a direct response. But, you know, prompts are designed to help us write, and not restrict us.

An Isolation Shadorma – Day 20.2 of April PAD

with myself is bliss
none other.
I love to
enjoy all the sunshine in,
keep the thrill alone.

© 2020, forestlove

The Last Train – Day 16.1 of April PAD


The last train
to go from this town
will depart
just in time
to miss the spread of fever
and carry us on.

© 2020, forestlove

A Dream Shadorma – Day 15.3 of April PAD


My dreams are
rich in colours drab
all dreams are,
despite the
things we are told in stories –
so many dream lies.

2020, forestlove

A Shadorma – Day 14 of April PAD


A form
or an anti-form
full rallying of powers
that I don’t control.

©2020, forestlove

Today is Tuesday, and that means a “two for Tuesday” type of prompt. Robert offered “a form/anti-form poem”, and that brought me to my favourite shadorma. I took a joking bend again, as I did a couple of times recently. Maybe that is a form of relaxing, I don’t know, like taking time off serious poetry.

Have I told you I am without a job? It’s been one week now, and the pandemic virus spread isn’t at the root of my unemployment. It was time to move on, for both sides. Managing human resources in a big company, with a nice team of my own, was very great. But, as all good things, this, too, came to an end. In the past 5-6 years, I’ve blamed my job and being so busy at the office for not finishing the April Poetry month challenge. We’ll see this time.

Be well and prosper!

Iron Rain, Shadorma – Day 7.3 of April PAD


Iron rain
fall on cardboard heads
The people
insides filled with styrofoam
stay inside and dream.

©2020, forestlove

This shadorma is an answer to an interesting prompt by the NaPoWriMo.net web site – get inspiration from a headline. The title I chose was “Scientists discover planet where the rain is made of iron”.

A Lucky Shadorma – Day 7, April PAD

You may step
with the wrong foot first,
but also
your day could be beautiful
depending on luck.

©2020, forestlove

Crocuses, a Shadorma

Recently, I moved to making collages with a mini poem and a photo I myself take. It goes well with haiku as I usually take inspiration from my own surroundings, and it works fine on all the microblogs where I post every now and then.

Here, I can post both the picture and the poem:

Give unscathed smiles,
Withered grass
Coloured with decaying leaves –
Vigour calming down.


Burning while
battling up the wind.
Often stop.
Breathing while
sliding down each failing step.
Re-living the top.

(c) 2018, MK

Imaginary Garden with Real Toads of 08 February 2018 – Staircase. I wrote a shadorma for this prompt.

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