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Day 12 – A Disaster Poem

I think of earthquakes
And floods,
A fire maybe.
I think of the tears
Cried, the sighs sighed,
The houses and lives
Destroyed or changed so much
That they aren’t nigh as nice
As they’re meant to be –
They don’t bring the pleasure
Or relaxation, or inspiration
That our creator has intended them to bring

You think of love gone sour
Hearts torn in pieces
Bitter tears and the inability to weep
As much as you want for fear of looking mad
To the rest of the world,
The insanity of not yelling loud
All the grief and terror which is inside
You.

But I counter you with
The utter disaster –
Memories gone bleak,
Faded
Forgotten
Or changed so much
That they aren’t nigh as true
As they were meant to be.
~~~

The river of innocence, the industry of fire, Magpie tale #116

[subscribe2]Magpie Tales #116

Are those tops
I see
the ones of buildings
plants
of industry
that glow in operative fire;
or treetops
burning sunset red? 

Is that river
I see
one of tears
or forgiveness,
maybe one of
innocence
flowing towards
the industry-subjected burners? 

All innocence slides off
to banks unseen
to heartbeats unexpected. 

Fear not
Appearance will hold
Much muddy water in. 

© 2012 Mariya Koleva

Image: River Irwell by R.A.D. Stainforth

Tears of departure, NaPoWriMo day 30

Poetic Asides gave “ode” for day 29, and “after leaving here” for the final day.

Ode to the Tears I’ll Cry After Leaving Here

Or, AKA Lacrimae rerum
so silent and grave,
to eternity leading,
from infinity springing
and traversing the world;
Celebrating the welcomes
hostile of the earth,
The cold, loveless breath
of industrial mornings;
Triumphing over the colourful vanity
of painless existence;
Defeating the cynical snapping
of jaws craving hearts.

The tears I’ll cry after I leave
will erect their own temple
and memorial place
for all the leavings
I have
attempted, accomplished, or failed.

© 2011 Mariya Koleva