31daypoem challenge: Day 10

As we are fast crossing over the first third of this challenge, I would like to make a quick recap and give big thanks to all bloggers who joined:

A little me, Apparently

Captured by Aishwarya

Words for Life

Shift Key

For the Love of Poetry (let there be rhyme)

The Gentleman Speaks

and Jonathan at noblethemes who completed his own 7-day challenge.

If I’ve missed someone, please comment so I can add you to the list and thank you πŸ™‚

I’m really honored to have you all by my side in this challenge and I truly hope that it will contribute to your writing and blogging practice.

I do follow all the blogs in the challenge, yet I sometimes don’t manage to comment on each progress, but be sure that I read and enjoy every poem and verse.

Considering my own progress, hmm, what can I say? I’ve been having some sleeping problems lately and I am not so inventive in my writing as I hoped. Maybe in the last couple of days I have bored you, my dear readers, with too much descriptions and not the actual plot…but we are coming there! I can assure you that πŸ™‚

Thanks for everyone who is following my poem and supporting – now I can see how beautiful and encouraging is to have a wonderful writing community, like here on the wordpress.

And here is the day 10 of the 31daypoem (which I’m yet to name – any suggestions? πŸ™‚ )

I may not know your name yet,
but I dream of warm, delicate sunset

where I sense you in the sweetness
of summer watermelons

you are too far, distant to fetch
like stars, my hands unable to catch.

I may not know the color of your eyes,
but I would recognize your kindness,

a tender gesture of a stranger passing by
when tired day spits me out

and my heavy, wrinkled sigh is caught
in a gentle grip and contagious smile.

I may not know of your past
but I would hear your silent prayer

where you long for fragile moments
those diamond years crushed to dust,

for missed glittering winter dawns,
erased touch, forgotten so fast.

I may not know your language yet,
but you and only you would understand

the story I’m about to tell:
a story of a girl who’s eagerness ignites

leaves the trail of light behind.
Feathered step, rose petals that excite

like butterfly dance in the stormy wind
tempestuous emotion, shown for a second

a scent, a hint, exhilarating
sting to any sleepy heart

awakening love buried deep,
mending hope that’s teared apart.

Her soul is moon, faint and dim
as seen through tree branches,

but soft and inviting, staunchest
in any life mystery.

Her hair like a wavy tapestry
of cascading Irish basalt

frames her silky face,
cherry lips, slightly apart

with each breath tremble,
like a leaf on a sudden breeze.

Her eyes, deep green
mountain lakes hide secret,

fragments of fear, haunted
deer in the spring meadow,

which only men with pure intentions
could comprehend, could see.

She is small, spindle and thin
always accompanied by a shadow

of red umbrella, bouncing in her hand
as she collects rain and white pebbles

at the nearby river bank. Her dress,
neatly ironed, patchworked cotton

apostrophizes her hourglass shape.
An ivory button adorns

her neck as collar lace
over-brims her firm breasts.

And also something shiny,
an ikon, heavy but tiny

that rests on her belly
while she sleeps

and sometimes dangles,
swings like a pendulum


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  1. Dear Encourager, be encouraged. You never bore us. You tease us, you give us a small sweet taste, then hold us in suspense for what comes next. Not boring, Maja, but from your sweet spirit. Write on.

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  2. I haven’t been bored. I enjoy the description, and it’s not bad to have a slower pace in regards to the plot, especially with how many days there are to fill. My poems have been moving along pretty quickly, so I have a problem of wondering if I’ll know what to write next. Haha. πŸ™‚

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