Optimistic Shadorma – Day 18.1 of April PAD

Let us be
optimistic in
our dreams.

For the world
will do its best to crush us
while we are awake.

© 2024, soulmary

It’s a Shadorma – Anti-Form for Day 16 of April PAD

Day 16 is a Tuesday, so Robert offers another cute Two-For-Tuesday prompt. We need to write a Form and/or an Anti-Form poem. Curiously, I wrote a Shadorma which calls for breaking the form. Yeah, that’s me. Enjoy!

Break all
forms we use to poem.
Just lose them.

Focus on
what is in your very heart
and the rhyme will flow.

© 2024, soulmary

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