Showing posts with label short poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label short poems. Show all posts

Friday, 15 October 2010

Dustus Friday Spotlight: Introducing Poet Marinela Reka

Welcome to Dustus Friday on One Stop Poetry!

There’s a rising star from London in the poetic blogosphere, and her name is Marinela Reka.  This young lady is 14 years old and has been writing since age 6. Her precocious brilliance online continues to win over fans, especially through her Facebook page where nearly 9,000 individuals endorse her lyrical skill!


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Marinela's blog is called Short Poems. Since crossing paths with her through previous poetry rallys, she continues to impress me. Having been on my blog roll for a long time, I suspect her growing following is due in large part to her poetic compositions, respect for Poetry, and positive attitude. In addition, she released two poetry books available through her site. Her latest is called Little Whispers, and one cannot help predicting the continuation of an extremely bright future.

 
Marinela offers us 3 poems: "Beautiful liar!"
...followed by"Time" & "Everybody has the chance"


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Beautiful liar!

If when there are elections
The beautiful snow was taking part
My desirable fascination for it
Would bring joy to my young heart

The unique individual snowflakes
The frosted and alabaster white coat
The delight of seeing everyone merry
Snow, you have definitely got my vote

My soul feels alive as see the blissful sight
My lungs breathes as I smell the fresh air
My eyes tingle as the flakes drift down
And charmingly land on my soft hair

But when the sun shines and the rain falls
The absolutely brilliant snow starts to melt
I begin to see that nothing is perfect
And no longer feel the same feelings I felt!

The snow I fell in love with has gone
Instead left some slippery, stubborn thick ice
It is no longer safe to drive or to walk
So next time I vote I have to think twice!

It turns out to be a miserable misfortune
And not the utterly beautiful snow we desire
It just looks like what we adore and love
Is nothing but a very beautiful liar!

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Time

Time is a hungry caterpillar
Our days are its prey
Before we all know it
Our whole life fades away



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Everybody has the chance

Everybody has the chance
To do a good deed
If you are driving near a school
Lower down your speed
Or maybe when you see the homeless
Give them a pound or two
Lower the sound on the T.V
If the elderly live near you
I am not saying that you must
Give away lungs or your heart
But remember it’s the smallest things
That play the biggest part



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“...We all live on the same earth and under the same sun (unless any of you are aliens!).  So when I write about my temper and how I feel, I am not only talking about myself, I am talking about you guys too, many of you may go through similar situations.”  —Marinela Reka

Thank you, Marinela. I appreciate the extra effort and humble gratitude you showed over being featured today. Write On!


Check out more of Marinela Reka's poetry @ http://marinelareka.com/
Comments & feedback are always appreciated!

Cheers,
Adam

Monday, 12 July 2010

Paper Dreams by Talon

This week I thought I would highlight a very talented poet and storyteller, that happens to be one of my blog friends, TALON. I think her versatility as a writer is what appeals to me the most, but she is a great encourager as well. Many of you may have met her on One Shot Wednesday, but do pay her a visit to see more of her word art, here.

Paper Dreams: A Poem by Talon

In the fiction aisle "M-Q" weak sunshine
pushed through city grimed skylights
highlighting twirling dust motes
(their dance a lively movement
in the constrained silence)
as i shelved hardcover novels
with crackling yellow covers

And when a flower skeleton
fell from between the pages
of a heavy volume---
a whisper of dreams and memories
fluttering to the worn carpet---
I swore the fragrance of violets
lingered in the air...

Talon (ktn) c 2010

I look forward to seeing all of you for One Shot Wednesday,

brian miller

Sunday, 4 July 2010

The Secret: A Poem In 160 Characters


The Secret

A hidden kiss that lingered in the mote
Whilst lovers would sit too close to touch
Their eyes told tales and spoke of want
As fingers stretched and gently brushed.


say it in 160 characters, then tell Monkeyman

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image creative commons http://www.flickr.com/photos/omnia_mutantur/

Rear View Relationships: A Poem In 160 Characters


Rear View Relationships

objects in the mirror
are closer than they appear,
the words taunt me
as you walk away.

tears spill from my eyes
as i pull into traffic,
laughing at the irony.

By Brian Miller


Say it in 160 characters, then tell Monkeyman


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image creative commons http://www.flickr.com/photos/alma/