To be a mother is to become a dragon -
once a gentle lady behind a tower’s wall,
fighting her battles from dawn to nightfall,
reborn to burn and yell,
forever tired and done
pacing around the house,
breathing fire at everyone.
#Mother's Day :)
May 12
May 12, 2026 at 10:33 AM UTC
***
In the middle of April
Wisteria is blooming
On Lake Como
I'd love to go.
I still can't believe it:
I am on my way
To Lake Como
Where wisteria is blooming.
I still can't believe
Someone can live this way
To think something up,
Go for it, and make it real.
' February - April 2026
Apr 27
Apr 27, 2026 at 12:39 PM UTC
We live on opposite sides of the street
On the different sides of what's right
We could try to adjust and to fit
But it's something about to fight.
Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 7:11 AM UTC
I found you at the back of the wardrobe
I wiped the dust off your buttons and top
I hoped to revive you, put next to my laptop
I looked at you, waiting if you’re ready or not.
Your tape was dried-out, you used to tell the stories -
And probably had even your own plot
The stories of love, fears and worries
Before you’d become outdated and old.
Things of the past
Can still inspire us
Impressing more or less
Time seldom plays a trick:
After becoming useless
Things can become antique.
Can people too?
What do you think?
With getting old
If you're good enough
You can become classic.
Mar 19
Mar 19, 2026 at 10:10 AM UTC
My friend
With coffee in your hand,
You are my tribe.
You are my band.
I send you this
You send me that
But to stay friends
We need to act.
At least to share
A bold plan:
To meet, to play,
Or to escape.
Mar 10
Mar 10, 2026 at 2:33 PM UTC
You really need some friends
At least you have to try
Friendship is a luxury
After thirty-five.
The main reason why
Is time — the lack of time.
Friendship is a mystery
When worlds have to collide
Emerging something new and bright
Lost joy comes back to life.
With age, somehow, we've forgotten
That making friends is fast
But hard to start and hard to open
'cause friendship is a trust,
Mystery and Luxury
That isn’t meant to last
But friendship is as primary
As a space stardust.
- Poeteia
Mar 5
Mar 5, 2026 at 10:45 AM UTC
We live the only life we have
Disrupted sleep is
What we have instead,
And interrupted dreams to add
It's not what you deserve
But get.
Feb 25
Feb 25, 2026 at 2:08 PM UTC
After spending a night on the floor
In different awkward poses there
My son sighed after all:
- I’ve become a square.
Feb 23
Feb 23, 2026 at 3:20 AM UTC
The richest women in the world
Are heiresses
Not scientists, not writers
Printing bestsellers on their terraces
But heiresses
To giants, thrones, and names
And you are an heiress
Of fear and pain.
- Poeteia
***
This one needs explanation, particularly regarding the last line
1. They are the heiresses of L’Oréal, Walmart, Mars… who inherited the companies from their parents or through divorce.
Even one of the greatest writers, Joanne Rowling, isn’t one of the Forbes 100, far, far from them. So nothing to say about less successful writers or scientists.
Look around. If a woman is rich and successful, ask who her parents are, or her husband is.
2. The last line is about this - epigenetics has discovered that strong fear can be passed on to offspring.
So what fears had we inherited from our ancestors?
And what will we pass on to our children?
Feb 17
Feb 17, 2026 at 1:39 PM UTC
***
If to live then by the sea
If to love then today
To be grateful to Fate
To want more don’t be afraid.
If to have then a dignity
Learn to run and to swim
Send to hell, uncertain infinity
Today and now willing to live.
- Poeteia
Feb 14
Feb 14, 2026 at 12:44 PM UTC