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While you were gone… to be on TV

So, here are the Wednesday prompts again, from PA. After the overall “gone-ness” of November literary abandon, both towards NOVPAD and NaNoWriMo, here we come to relax a bit, just in time for the holiday hectic boom.


While you were gone

I hardly slept
I never ate
and all I did
watch TV.

For you were gone
to be all over it.

© 2011 Mariya Koleva

Enter October

Enter October (and Robert prompted it on the PA Forum under #152):


When I see October come
I smell family

Early dusk
Weekend baking
The chill and red outside the window
And coffee steaming warmth inside

When I see October come
My childhood hears my Mom
Making endless fuss
Over overspills of milk, or flour blasts
Around the oven

When I see October come
I get festive, high on Muses,
Over-caffed and over-sugared.

© 2011 Mariya Koleva


Wednesday Poetry Prompt 141 – Poetic Asides, Robert Brewer

Write an “empty” poem

Empty – the opposite of full:
empty of life
is full of dead silence;
empty of meaning
is full of chances to interpret;
empty of people
is full of free seats.

Turn around
to see empty become

© 2011 Mariya Koleva

Turn around, PA Wed 126

Poetic Asides Wednesday prompt is “turn around”. Oh, and it’s a shadorma… (I hope).


Turn around

Discover grandeur

Back in town.

The glamour of it

Filling the pretentious sway

Turns around.


© 2011 Mariya Koleva

California Dreaming, 2011


Poetic Asides said: Take a song title and write a poem around it. Or pretty much that, in slightly different words. Well, here it is:

CALIFORNIA DREAMING (The Mamas and the Papas, 1965)


Is it possible I dream of California?

Never seen it, never will.

And that’s, in fact,

what’s in a dream.


© 2011 Mariya Koleva


Robert from Poetic Asides gave this prompt on Groundhog Day: write a poem about belief. The forum there already holds some amazing pieces.

Here it is (English version, for now):


Belief –

So arbitrarily used

So randomly applied

So rarely correctly


I’m asking for relief

from all fake belief


General Groups Poem

This General Groups Poem was a Wednesday prompt by Robert at Poetic Asides. Curiously, I had forgotten to post it here. So, here it is now.



are useless


they consume

too much

and that


makes them



they are




are cute

on TV only.

Apart from that

I’m delighted

I don’t live




Vikings look cool


you don’t have to smell them, too.


A few words need be said regarding “general groups” and the act of “generalising”, however. I focused the entire basis of my poor and scanty academic career in the past on the struggle against generalising. Later, my life attitude and daily rhetoric has been actively opposed to it, as well. So, writing this light poem, I attempted to view the subject in just that – its funny perspective.

Wednesday Wishes


Past the twisted and tough Tuesday, here we are amidst the new Wednesday. I decided that this week Wednesday will pass under the theme of Wednesday Wishes. So, here they are:

  • My poetic wish is to make a great poem after the Wednesday prompt by Robert at Poetic Asides.
  • My reading wish is to go on reading 30 Pieces of Silver by Carolyn McCray, which I am reviewing.
  • My writing wish is to write one more scene of my novel. I even have ideas as to what it should be.

Well, I certainly have some personal and professional wishes, as well. Yet, let me save some for later 😉 And, last but not least, I hope to be able to get at least three of them fulfilled before this day is over!

And what are YOUR Wednesday wishes for this particularly sunny day, at least in our neck of the woods?