Wednesday, March 14, 2018


No paper needed to write
about love, paper can
be washed out.
Even love etched on stones
won't last since stones
can be broken.
Do etch love in our hearts,
where no one can touch it or
erase it, it will remain forever
there to be part of us.

Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Go out & snap

I found this and it made me want to
go out and keep on snapping with my
Guess I will not use the flash otherwise
people will believe I'm nuts and a little
But it's so much fun when you come
back behind the computer & look at
what you took, good or bad shots,
they are still YOUR pieces of art.

PS: this gif (is not mine).


"Let the sun slowly
warm my bed of ice,
wishing you all the
best while saying
your goodbyes for the night,
with a star or two for
friends, I will wait until
tomorrow and yell a
loud good morning

At times it takes a look at a nature shot like this,
to wake up feelings hidden in our souls.

Thursday, March 1, 2018

March craziness

Today first of march,
here is a saying from my nonna.

February is short and sour,
March is crazy...
one is fooled by the exit of
February mid weather leaving
like a sheep & to be replaced by
lion march.
But little do people know about
this MARCH,
it's craziness at it's highest point
when you expected least.
It will lash at your in a brutal way,
remembering the 4th of march 1971,
when it dumped 3 feet of snow in the
space of 18 hours. People had gone to
work and running shoes but never
made it back to their homes before the
next day in late afternoon, the city was
closed, only emergency vehicles where
allowed out at their risks and perils.
So what will this march bring us????

Monday, February 19, 2018

New Dawn

"Let the new dawn
emerge from it's  sleep,
spread light to those
who proclaim being 
blind to beauty, humans
along with nature.
Do not let darkness win,
life only gives you many
chances over a period of time
protect yourself, old people
but your children are your flesh
and blood....."

Tuesday, February 13, 2018

Tomorrow the 14

Should I or should I not,
tomorrow is the 14th day
of the second month of the
It's a day that lovers celebrate
or is it just a commercial day.
Today going shopping mostly
mid-aged people were buying
stupid things to give to whoever
they had in mind for tomorrow.
I'm not against it, please do not
get me wrong. But my question is
what happens to the rest of the year?
Will the giver forget his sweetness
for the coming days and return
to his crappy self. 
Let's be honest, I'll have a long face
if I do not get recognition of love
for the 14th, but again if the rest of
the year he/she will treat me badly
if you believe that I will forget the
rest of the year.
A smile, a hug, a thank you, is
sufficient along a helping hand
and I will be happy for the all times.

Friday, February 9, 2018

February colors

Who affirmed that February is a shabby month.
Instead look at it this way.
February posses two face.
The white face during the day
and a tormented face at sundown.
Early mornings are two colors,
gray and black and cold.
All day long one can only wish to
Then slowly so slowly clouds break out,
the wind pick up & along comes the
freezing wind to cool our bones.
Then suddenly it's sundown,
mother nature has a show to perform
and I'm ready to give an applause at the
end of the spectacle.
Just like a painter facing it's canvas
his hands and fingers find the way to
marvel the passerby eyes that will
stop, turn and speechless will stand
there and soak in the beauty that
comes and very slowly just dies down.
I'm left content and keep on walking
until maybe tomorrow appointment
with another painting for me to assess
and signed "mother nature".

Monday, February 5, 2018

The slow trot

My slow trot over the frozen field,
the air is crisp,
each steps is a cry of joy,
chatter and bell ringing
just a touch of sunlight for my
shadow to follow me,
I will trot silently until the sun
decides it's time to lay down to
sleep, I will keep on walking
on this land of mine,
trotting away for all to see me.
I need only love and goodwill
and a ball of hay to munch on
and rest until the sun rises
asking me to rise and go out
with him on the frozen field....

NB: there's not many left of these
carriages for the new generation to
experience, horses are like people
love them, care for them & they
will enjoy their lives too.