Walls

window to the sky

sometimes
I
feel
trapped
as
if
there’s
no
way
out

all
I
see
are
walls
barriers
that
hold
me
in
place

but
when
I
look
up
I
can
see
the
sky
and
then
I
know
that
freedom
exists
and
is
just
waiting
for
me
to
tear
down
the
walls
I
have
build
with
my
own
hands

This post is a collaboration:

 picture by the talented Paul Militaru

and wonderful poem by Gigi 

Life

wow...dangerous !

life
looks
exactly
like
the
sea

furious
violent
crashing
destructive
waves
throwing
themselves
against
the
rocks
again
and
again

when
all
the
while
calm
and
peaceful
water
drifts
lazily
next
to
the
fury

drifts
and
moves
in
rhythm
with
the
quiet
heartbeat
of
the
ocean

we
need
to
turn
away
from
the
violence
and
look
for
the
calm
spots

we
need
to
stop
throwing
ourselves
against
the
rocks
again
and
again
and
look
toward
peace

 

This post is a collaboration:

fantastic picture by Paul Militaru

and fabulous  poem by Gigi 

Blood Red

beauty

they
were
in
love
but
war
called
his
name
she
told
him
that
love
was
life
and
war
was
not
she
asked
him
to
stay

he
said
that
he
had
to
go

they
fell
into
each
others
arms
for
the
last
time

a
bloody
death
on
the
battle field
was
waiting

when
she
went
back
to
the
spot
where
they
had
said
their
final
goodbye
a
rose
of
love
was
blooming

she
reached
out
and
touched
the
soft
petals

her
heart
broken
but
still
committed
to
peace

 

This post is a collaboration:

gorgeous picture by Paul Militaru

and moving  poem by Gigi 

Rest

i'm sleepy...so please do not bother me !

 

I
was
tired
and
Mother
Nature
called
to
me
so
I
turned
in
circles
giving
thanks
to
the
earth
for
such
a
lovely
resting
place

then
I
laid
down
wiggled
a
few
times
and
fell
asleep
while
listening
to
Her
heartbeat
thrum
through
my
body
letting
me
know
that
I
was
loved

This post is a collaboration:

fabulous picture by Paul Militaru

and peaceful poem by Gigi 

 

Directions

stairs

 

some
people
think
going
up
is
better
than
going
down
while
in
reality
the
directions
are
equal
and
it
would
be
impossible
to
have
one
without
the
other
up
and
down
go
together
it’s
only
our
prejudice
that
makes
one
seem
better
than
the
other

we
do
the
same
thing
with
people

 

This post is a collaboration:

picture by the talented Paul Militaru

and this thought provoking  poem by Gigi 

Dancer

pigeon

blue
feathered
dancer
iridescent
in
her
beauty
pink
feet
keeping
time
with
the
music
of
Nature
that
only
she
can
hear
counting
out
steps
as
she
gracefully
moves
in
her
peaceful
search
for
seeds

 

This post is a collaboration 😀

Beautiful photo by Paul Militaru

and magical poem by Gigi