Bulgaria...Well done.' Sweden scored a hole in one.'
Papua New Guinea.' You got me stunned.!! Three great
Examples.!! As I see.!) Eschewing the con-vid intent of
A rabid W H O decree..No pop up tent events.!! No guilt schemes
Playing on t v..? No radio dj's holy moly-ing it seems.?
Just the general tide of life.' More or less.? In these three
Countries.! that P-ublicly C-almly R-esisted ' in fact proved
Human immunity is by its millenial disease exposed
Historical index of tests ( super-lat-ive ) dear
God your case, i rest.!)
I'm making my way to Bulgaria
I hear their moussaka is ambrosial
I've tasted the Greek moussaka
the one that's made with eggplant
I hear that fancy Djanny Restaurant
of Sunny Beach is Bulgaria's finest
they favour premium potatoes
I bet it'll make it worth the trip
The data is coming.' From the past three years
Its bright and cheerful, dispelling many fears
Much false info, falls by the way.' Reality in this
Land has plenty to say.' They are free of covid
Less than 19 dead today that is ' what path did
They travel the fear load to shed? I think they
Were the lightest hit? Throughout the world yes
No 'b s' I mean thats just it.! Lets add Bulgaria
A jabless land, seens like not planning for a
Disaster, was the winning hand ? So no doom
Sayers, equals an even keel ' no fuss no bother
No death count unreal.' I don't do balony even
My polony i check, I hear some sausages are
In it well over the neck.!
Don’t wake him up yet! Shansi said with a snicker.
Orinoco needs his sleep, for his soft-hearted ticker!
So Great Uncle Bulgaria gave Orinoco fifteen minutes more.
But then you have to leave for school, he said. Right out the door!
Miss Adelaide will be waiting, and you know she is fine.
This school mistress wanted the Wombles there in good time.
Tobermory had to fix Bungo’s bike before they could leave.
Bungo had a fine idea to put on a weird new blowing sleeve.
Tomsk was raring to go, he loves to drive through the woods.
Yazz told them to wait up, she had to primp up her girly goods.
Wellington lagged a bit, for he has such a scientific mind.
He stops along the way to gather everything that he can find.
Bulgarian train
sun setting on Sofia
lovers' escapade
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
LORD, this morning, thank you. This SONnet will please, tease, release:
I greet thee, having access to Your throne by Jesus
And His sacrifice on Calvary: We pray against the Virus
With a sunshiny name, an aura of a name, garland ...
Coronoa Virus, COVID VIRUS, or SARS-Cov-2, Thy Hand
Is mighty and righteous, always Righteous, even in judgment
We deserve judgment, but we ask for Mercy
God of Grace and Love, forgiveness and Provisioning
Forgive me my greed, envy, jealousy, smallness and scheming
I intercede for others now, nations and peoples, as Moses & Joshua
Botswana, guide, teach, help Botswana and leaders there
Belgium,, guide, teach, help Belgium and leaders there
Bulgaria, Brazil, Brunei, Britain: help them all, guide its Premiers
All of us deserve judgment, we asked for it in many ways, but forgive!
Bulgarian Kukeri honors ancestral ways at annual feasts
Descendants don wooden masks and faces of bird or beasts
Filled with metaphoric meaning, meant to inspire fertility
Also purposely pointing out a young man’s oncoming virility.
There are many reasons for Kukeri which diverts the evil eye.
Location and region enter into the discrepancies of the where and why.
As the dancers invite good in while they chase negativity out.
Fantastical masks and elaborate costumes dancing round about.
Bells ringing the truth of the Kukeri customs in Bulgaria style.
Come stand by me, you can see them for a country mile.
Invoking fertility of animals, people, as well as a popular crop.
This is an ancient Bulgarian custom that surely will never stop.
In the southern mountains of Bulgaria
A gruesome discovery had been made
They uncovered hundreds of skeletons
Of vampires that were slayed
They had religious charms beside them
To stop the dead from rising again
And iron stakes still protruding
From their chests of their remains
In the Slavic villages everywhere
Plagues had broken out
And anti-Vampire rituals
Were common scenes throughout
This plague had started to ravage
Populations of medieval times
Hysteria had gripped the people
From the walking dead at night
So the people created an image
In the form of two graves
To resemble the Virgin Mary
With child to keep evil away
In the ancient city of Thracian
Stands a hilltop citadel
In the ruins of Perperikon
A truly living hell
Based On A True Story
© Copyright KC.Leake
4th December 2014
All Rights Reserved
(Limerick)
There was a young girl from Bulgaria,
She was so funny, that went into hysteria,
After she heard a joke,
Laugh'd so hard, under an oak,
And then peed, right there in the same area.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2007
September.10.2014
In Bulgaria, the Nestinari touched me when I was a child
high above the arm to hold, something new and something old.
She said, "Your feet were meant to walk the fire."
A plain proposition I did not understand; I liked the
acrobats, flying and walking the wire.
She asked my permission and I granted it unknowing
that my path diverged that night, cool coals on the ground and
Early morning on the rise, I see more than just shadows now.
In Bulgaria, we walk the fire and our feet do not burn-
in twenty-years time, it will be my turn.
In a trance I spin and the music pumps loud,
"Aye dance", faster like Giselle; and sparks fly
as I kick the soil, embers in the air;
just putting on a show for the crowd.
The glory of tradition passed into me; the fury and
the light; the cool of a glacier in my core.
In Bulgaria, we walk the fire and our feet do not burn-
twilight to daylight, there are always more steps to learn.
D.Goodman 11-26-13
Although East Germany is no longer around,
there are several other Eastern European countries to be found.
Some in the West consider us a competitor to NATO.
Only about our daily business we will go.
There is Poland, the Czech Republic, and Slovakia.
We have Romania, Hungary, and Bulgaria.
These are the members that exist at our core.
We have been together since the end of the last World War.
These nations are united as one for the world to see.
Together, we comprise one big happy family.
This is a very special day in Bulgaria, my friends. Here -
http://www.balkanfolk.com/news.php?id=23 - you can read more on it.
marigolds
marigolds
San Clemente*
and the sun that is
opening
we will lose ourselves
before they find us
in the eternal searching
for ourselves
(and the mind again
steps over us)
did you recognize the happiness
Ahasver**
marigolds
(like an epoch)
San Clemente
and I am bowing
The original:
*In one lateral chapel there is a shrine with the tomb of Saint Cyril of the
Saints Cyril and Methodius who created the Glagolitic alphabet and Christianized the
Slavs.
**Wandering Jew; the name Ahasver is adapted from Ahasuerus the Persian king in
Esther, who was not a Jew, and whose very name among medieval Jews was an
exemplum of a fool
/from wikipedia/
Translator Bulgarian-English: Vessislava Savova
rarebird
© bogpan - all rights reserved.
Poets logged in
From all across the land
Just to share their writing skills
To every woman and every man
From the United States is Matt
And from India Auro too
From Bangladesh is Ashek
All showing what they can do
Thomas from The United States
From The United Kingdom comes Janise
And also from Russia there's Sydney
Just to show how well they manage
Dr. Ram from the USA
Benedito from Brazil
Shows these Poets are focused
And of course very real
Oh, how can I forget Bobb
Whose from The United States
And from Bulgaria, Bozhidar
These Poets show they're great
Finally from The United States
There is Andrew and Monty Too
From Nigeria there is Kelechi
And Nepal Giri showing what too do
So there we have them my friends
From the beginning to the end
On January the Eight
These are The Poets Logged In.
The town of Lovech (Bulgaria), there was a concentration camp called sarcastically "Sunny
Beach". There are imprisoned without trial of people with democratic beliefs. The camp was
closed by the then communist regime, because
violations of law, heavy duty and assault, but no one has been held criminally liable.
Lovech
This town is
like a hollow of kid.
No, we won’t stay more than
that much.
Than a fragrance of lilacs.
Than a river somewhere going.
Than a stone fortress staying against somebody.
Than a cross fixed into
(in memory).
Yes, we will stay.
That much.
Author notes
Thanks on behalf of of the few survivors who broke into tears after reading this poem,
because there are none to remember them.
it’s a time of hunger
and of plague
and of starling
the grasshoppers ate up the wheat
the water has another color
can’t be drunk
the children go to someone else’s doors
knock
but they do not answer them
and speak there
behind one crooked tree
something they speak
hisss the wind
that one at least knew
that he was tested
they were staying and speaking to him
even he was seeing
people
sticking needles
under the nails
but you have arms
both left one
and right one
and wrists
and fingers
and a hole
ignite your skin
the wind is from bellow
The author of this poem is from Bulgaria, where he lives and works.
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