TLT: Coexistence

28 Dec
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photo by Manu Sanchez via Unsplash

We fear the unknown that makes us small and vulnerable.

But in the same time we need to live in the same world with our biggest fear.

We need to find the way to coexist with the fear, to adaptate and to find the balance. “Make peace, not war”.

This post was written for TLT challenge.

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Thaw: #writephoto – The New Beginning

27 Dec
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Photo by Sue Vincent

 

“This is is! This is the place!” Jacob yelled. The rest of the group was long way behind him. He just couldn’t wait anymore. He wanted to get there as quick as possible.

They were on the road for months looking for the right place to stay. They already named it “their new home” even they didn’t know how the place looked like yet.

Men were looking for a new place to build houses for their families after their village was burned down by the hateful tribe of the man called Yellow Feather. They lost everything. But they did not lose their honor.

Women admired them for that. For their strong will and determination to find another land and start over. Women were broken but they knew they had to go on. For their men, for their children…for themselves. For the tribe.

The group approached the new promised land. One by one stepped on the fresh snow that covered most of the meadow and some of the rocks near the river. New energy started to flow in their veins. They found their Eden.

 

My contribution to Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt #thaw:

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A Love for Winter

27 Dec

When I was a kid I used to wish the cold winter to be over as soon as possible. Snow? OK, maybe just for a couple of days to build a snowman or to make snowball battles.
As I got older,  winter wonderland got me. And it got me good. I mean look at the trees covered by the frost.

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No, it is not photo-shopped. This is real, my friend. It was taken in the beautiful mountains of Slovakia. The nature there is breathtaking. Every step that you make there is a pleasure.

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Every minute of hiking was a treat to my soul…

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today we breath, we walk, we live

far away is the noisy mad world

this is our chance to be free

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You and Me

26 Dec

Wherever you go I go.

You look at me without saying a word. But there is no need for words.

I know that from now on you are mine and I am yours.

First Line Friday: The Click

1 Sep

When Sahi returned to The Ridge there was nothing left but charred wood jutting from the snow. 
Everyone was gone. Peter, Sarah, Nathan, they all just disappeared. 

What happened here? Where is everybody?  Sahi didn’t want to freak out yet. There must be an explanation. 

When Sahi left here, it was like another Sunday morning. Peter was in a good mood, so he decided to prepare breakfast for all of them. Sarah was still asleep and Nathan…wait a minute. Where was Nathan? His room was empty when Sahi left. He never went outside alone. He had this huge fear that he would get lost in the woods. But why was his room empty? Where did he go? 

Sahi wanted to call Peter, but there was no signal in this area. She was practically all alone staring in disbelief on the burned wood. When she wanted to get closer look and made a step towards the burned place, she heard steps approaching her. Nathan! 

“Nathan? Oh, thank god you are here! What happened here? Where is evereyone?…Nathan? Are you…?”
“Sahi, strange thing happened here. Actually I woke up in a very good mood. But then…”
“Nathan, why is there blood on your face?”
The silence that followed could cut the air around them.

“I wish you wouldn’t ask, Sahi.”
This post was written for:

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/09/01/first-line-friday-september-1st-2017/

Silence

31 Aug
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“The world is on fire and no one can save me but you…”

The silence is captivating. But it is the only thing, that makes me company.
A song playing in my ears, the memory of you.
I wait here for you as lonely as I am.

My world is on fire and no one can save me but you…

TLT: Woman

23 Feb

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photo by Clem Onojehungo via Unsplash

There were a tough times that we once went through, you and I. I was upset, angry, frightened, never knew if you’d come back.

But I’m not waiting you by my door anymore.

I am now living on my own, ready to face whatever comes in my way. You made me the woman that I am now.

This post was written for TLT challenge and of course for all the women out there, who are stronger than they ever thought they could be 

 

My True Self

7 Feb

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I found myself in the pure nature,

I opened my eyes and there I was,

in the arms of beautiful and mesmerizing mountains.

I left all the troubles and obstackes behing and chose another way.

There I was, on a boat, floating between the hills and trees.

I can’t catch my breath,

because I realized the most obvious thing.

All my life I was living in the wring world.

For years I spent my life trapped.

The life is here, outside the box.

Right here where I found my true self.

The Road To Hell…

4 Feb

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Untill we go down,

let’s do this with everything we’ve got,

untill we go down.

When the day comes

it will be painfull,

we may never see the daylight again.

But let’s do this with the full power,

untill we go down.

Like this is the last perfect thing you can do for the world.

Like this is the only right thing to do.

Then let’s do it and never turn back again.

Let’s make ourselfs invincible for one last time.

Untill we go down…

Awakening

29 Jan

Even as a child I knew there is something special around us. Like a color veil waving around in the air.

My mother was a witch. The “A” marked old fashion witch from the small town full of superstitious people. To be a woman with special abilities and free wild mind in such a tight environment…well, it is quite a difficult role to play.

As a child of a woman who has been rejected by the society, you would guess I end up as a repressed child. Or in the worst case, the devil worshiper in its worst way possible.

But my mother gave me the most beautiful gift a mother could give. She taught me to be strong, honest and in the same time a kind person. And when I finally reached the right age, she showed me what I had felt for such a very long time. She showed me the real meaning of the beautiful color veil that was surrounded me since I was born. It was my own power coming out from within me.

As a daughter of a woman that was only a dirt in the eyes of the society, I never wanted to become like her. I spent days and nights praying I would become normal ordinary person. But as soon as I felt that raging power, I blossomed as the most beautiful flower. I opened my feathers as the most proud peacock. The door of the secret garden was wide open for me.

 

This post was written for https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/01/29/writing-prompt-189-collage-35/