Let the Good Times Roll

The best way to feel is to not feel at all. At least that’s how it seems when you’re in the deep end, gasping for air. Try as you might, there is no way to free your mind. The rebels of the world fight for peace, holding doves above the skies of blindfolded eyes. They…

Wildflower

Excited to present a new spring project of mine. Welcoming new beginnings, let us start fresh with inspiration, heart and a spirit wild. ~Nicoletta So much love and gratitude to my sister Alexandra for filming & editing. Follow her @pricklypeartravel.wordpress.com

Face of the Sun

I felt her roots firmly ground me, Morning dew Washing the pain away. She shied her power With a humble smile at the Sun.   The light on her face Healing forests afar, A single seed of hers Greeting seven generations to come.   © Nicoletta   If this poem had a voice, this is…

Willow Tree

Can it be True If I were not me, I would be you? And Two combined Three? Underneath A Willow Tree. … Our eyes would meet Like once before Tumbling times Too long ago. … Where I was You And You were Me Not two, But three Underneath A Willow Tree. © Nicoletta If this…

Simplicity

How wondrous is the flight of birds How harmonious is their song How gleefully do they glide among trees With no worries to make them fall. They glide to and fro liberally, Soaring left and right. Higher and higher do they fly, Determined to reach the world’s brightest light. How miraculous is the flight of…

Perfect Symmetry

Silk is their touch Heavenly is their smell From Brazilian jungles To vibrant meadows May they dwell. Intensifying the meaning of Beauty As they glide and glisten liberally Like mystical fairies, Peeping out of green vegetation Expressing their artistry openly. As they are serene and peaceful, Intruders seek and find The fairy lands where they…