Poker Face

It takes a lot out of us. Communication. Feels like an endless battle of shape and form. This is my point of view and that one is yours, but who’s to prove what’s true. Certainly not me. In whatever way you change your perception you never know when you’re making the right move. Playing poker you’re staring straight into someone’s energy field. Their hand gestures, even the slightest twitch on their left eyebrow will hint to you a direction of play. Are they bluffing? Can we ever know? On the river, the last card is a deuce. With two twos in their hands your Queens are mucked, and all because you didn’t trust your instinct. Deep down you knew all along. You should have folded when you still had the chance. Win or lose is always the game we play.

© Nicoletta

📷: Las Vegas, Nevada

If Ever

If ever you were to fall in love with a rose, dare not pluck it. For its petals long will lose their fragrance. Sooner will its stem lose its strength. Even more, soon will its roots forget the dirt from which they came. Thorns will it shed, unable to protect itself. Wither, it will fade away. If ever you were to fall in love with a rose, still let it be. Still let it be. 

©Nicoletta

Victorious 

Some people are fearless, as if they were born to create the most bizarre, crazy story and say “this was my life”. My grandma is one of those people, born on a day like this one 75 years ago. I was the only grandchild blessed to be named after her, Niki is Greek, meaning “the victory of the people”…And how I wish the legend of victorious spirit lives on not only in my family, but in yours and theirs so that one day we all wake up and say what a powerful, fearless warrior I AM! Let us all celebrate the Niki in us today and in all days to come. 

©Nicoletta

Happy New Year


If the stars

Would paint a picture

In my mind’s eye

For years to come,

I’d hope to see

A future

Full of innocence

Beauty and Love.

If the stars

Would make my dreams

Come true

I’d ask for All magic

To be shared with you.

 

© Nicoletta

 

~As we let go of yet another year, let us be grateful for all our accomplishments. 2016 blessed us with gifts, made us stronger, taught us powerful lessons. As we embrace 2017, let us focus on manifesting positivity into the world. The earth craves for an abundance of gifts: peace, love, wholeness. The only person who is able to grant these blessings upon Mother Earth is YOU. So begin by being grateful for who you are because there is no one in this world that is more alive than you. 

Sunday Morning

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Sometimes I count the way you look at my hair in the wild and green Sunday morning walks at the park. I count the stare.

One blink. Two blink. Three and four.

And when I try to look back, you turn your eyes to the ground. As if the ground has something more important to show you. I blink at your stare in the ground. As if it could tell me why my auburn hair fascinates you so every Sunday morning.

 

© Nicoletta

 

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

 

 

Photo by Kyriakos Christodoulides

Song: Jolene-Dolly Parton

 

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