Ever Since


Since when do I
Close my eyes
And dream
Of nothing but you?

Since when have your
Deepest thoughts
Become my own?

Since when do I
Call your name
And think it
Is me I am calling?

Since when
Did my heart
Start beating for you?

Since when
Did I tell it
To never stop?


© Nicoletta


If this poem had a voice, this is what it would sing…


Photo by Nicoletta: Oban, Scotland

Song: A Song for Lovers- Richard Ashcroft


What is Love?


What is love?

With these three words

She walked with pride

The rising sun in full blossom.


What is love?

She boldly asked

In full concentration.

Can I feel it?

Or taste it, even touch it?

She wondered

Tilting her head on the splashing auburn sky

For response.


Can I be it?

Her eyes reflected the vibrancy of dawn

The innocence of youth

Played with her thoughts

Dizzying her mind

With sweet puzzling questions.


What is love?

She looked up

To the infinite horizons

With a faint sigh.



© Nicoletta

If this poem had a voice, this is what it would sing…



Photo by ©Charles Newton Price

Song: Oliver Shanti- Bodhisattva child

Love, I’m Sorry.


Love, I’m sorry.

I forgot to celebrate you today.

You see, I couldn’t find you

Under all these stuffed bears

And fancy roses.

You weren’t to be found

Under the sheets

Or in this bar of chocolate.

I couldn’t eat you

Or see you

Or feel you.

Love, I’m sorry.

I couldn’t pretend.

I found you in

My eyes the other day.

I heard you in music

Saw you in art

Felt you in play.

A woman’s patience

That boy’s innocence

My grandfather’s wisdom

Her humour

His laughter

The light of day

Dark of night




Love, I celebrate you.

Just not today

Not in that way

I’m sorry.


© Nicoletta









Liebster Blog Award!

Yay! Liebster award! What a great way to end 2014…a challenging year, gifted with endless lessons.

Truth be told, there is bitter sweet sensation in the shedding of the old and the welcoming of the new. We cling on to our past experiences unwilling to accept change. Yet, given that change is unavoidable, we have no other choice but to fly with the winds of change as they breeze by.

How lucky am I to embrace this transition with an award!

My friend http://unbolt.wordpress.com/, thank you for flying your way towards my blog and nominating me!

With open wings, I fly with you.

I had no clue on what to do…so here are a few rules it be best to go through…

Facts about me…

  1. I love to travel, discover new cultures, see new things.
  2. I’m not much of a talker, prefer to express what I feel on paper.
  3. I am an avid reader. Think I have more books than clothes in my closet.
  4. I love art in all forms. Life is a large canvas, painted with fragments that paint a full picture.
  5. I often look up rather than down, and when I do look down I try to bring myself up again.
  6. I am a sucker for romance. Candlelight, roses, love songs awaken the cherub within.
  7. Spiritual and truth seeker.
  8. Stubborn perfectionist (yes…I am a Virgo).
  9. Word geek. Literally read between the lines of everything.
  10. I see everything as a sign, bearing significance in one way or the other.
  11. I take each day as it comes, grateful for the here and now.

Questions for me…

  1. Donald Duck or Woody Woodpecker? Donald Duck.
  2. Swan Lake (ballet by Pyotr Tchaikovsky) or Black Swan (film by Darren Aronofsky)?Ooh…ballet. Tchaikovsky’s Swan Lake is definitely the winner.
  3. Harpies or Gryphons? It would be considered offensive if I didn’t choose a Greek mythological creature. Harpies it is, however hideous they are.

  4. Angry Birds (puzzle video games) or Birds of Steel (combat flight simulator video games)? Angry Birds.

  5. The Wonderful Adventures of Nils (books by Selma Lagerlof) or DuckTales (cartoons by Disney)? Literature please, The Wonderful Adventures of Nils.

  6. Dove of Peace (sketch by Pablo Picasso) or Swans Reflecting Elephants (painting by Salvador Dali)? Swans Reflecting Elephants..magical painting!

  7. Blackbird (song by The Beatles) or White Bird (song by Sam Bush)? Between the polarities of black and white, I choose white but in this case I have to go for the Beatles, Blackbird.

  8. Captain Jack Sparrow or Skipper, Kowalski, Private and Rico (The Penguins of Madagascar)? This one was a difficult one, sorry Captain the penguins of Madagascar are far too cute.

  9. One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (novel by Ken Kesey) or To Kill a Mockingbird (novel by Harper Lee)? To Kill a Mockingbird.

  10. Raphinae or Phorusrhacos? Raphinae..had the pleasure to visit Mauritius..the island of these fascinating extinct creatures.

  11. The Raven (poem by Edgar Allan Poe) or The Birds (film by Alfred Hitchcock)? Poetry or film? My heart says The Raven by Poe.

I nominate…

  1. Autumn Star

  2. http://eyewillnotcry.wordpress.com/

  3. http://universalzeropoint.wordpress.com/

  4. http://fictionamongst.wordpress.com/

  5. http://universeisathought.wordpress.com/

  6. http://kindnessblog.com/

  7. http://urbanpoetrees.com/

  8. http://htmm.wordpress.com/

  9. https://desertroseinbloom.wordpress.com/

  10. http://belikewaterproduction.com/

  11. http://aurakarma.wordpress.com/

I question my nominees…

  1. Is this the real world or is this fantasy? (Queen lyrics Bohemian Rhapsody)

  2. To be or not to be? (Hamlet, Shakespeare)

  3. What happens to a dream deferred? (Langston Hughes, Harlem)

  4. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? (Wish You Were Here, Pink Floyd)

  5. Do you remember nothing? (T.S. Eliot, The Wasteland)

  6. Is it just tomorrow or just the end of time? (Purple Haze, Jimi Hendrix)

  7. If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind? (Ode to the West Wind, Percy Bysshe Shelley)

  8. How soon is now? (The Smiths, How Soon is Now?)

  9. What can stop the determined heart and resolved will of man? (Mary Shelley, Frankenstein)

  10. Are we human or are we dancer? (The Killers, Human)

  11. How many times must a man look up before he can see the sky? (Bob Dylan, Blowing in the Wind)

    Thank you again and happy new year to all!


Swans Kiss

Scorching burning bodies

Flare from a single touch.

Trembling tips of fingers

Sting slippery sweat.

Separate entities, intertwine

Carve into one.

Swans gently stroke,

Gleaming feathers of grace.

Ripples playfully follow

Meeting beaks.

Perfect halves kiss

Clinking a perfect shape.

A gem glorifying love.

Flames of energy

Burst into the pale sky.

Shooting rainbow rays.

Birthing sprays of indigo.

Passion painted in the canvas above.

Eros blowing sparkling red,

Tickling horizons

With the promise of sunrise.

Like candles one by one,

Clouds lighten romance into the air.

Bodies dress in embrace

Desire burning deep within.

Hands unite igniting a pure glow.

Lust cradled in fever.

Fumed in pulse.

Dizzy heads

seeking serenity on beating chests.

Quivering eyes comforted by dreaming thoughts.

© Nicoletta

If this poem had a voice, this is what it would sing…

Drifting Thoughts


I tend to close my eyes and fall asleep
Yet, I lie wide awake thinking of you.
My body craves for your presence
Your scent lingers, it livens my senses.
My thoughts drift me away
To the home where you nestle and lay.
I steal a kiss from your tender lips
And in my mind I capture a perfect glimpse
Of a dreaming angel.
A calming image
Slowly shutting my eyes.
Allowing my soul to creep
Into the layers of your heart.
Where we shall link together
And nothing can make us part.

© Nicoletta

If this poem had a voice, this is what it would sing…

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