Gentle giant

You are the mellow vines
ripe at the touch of Autumn.

You are a blue alphabet
falling from the sky…

You are the amber leaves
lured in the sleep of Winter.

You are the macadamized trance
of flowers
when Spring is climbing up the trees.

If you are not the fragrant moon
to bread stars from shimmering flour
You are the color of fire
that burns in everything you see.


Art by Michael Cheval.

She is primarily a teacher of English. Also her mind is lured by goodies like finance, economics, interest rates, the stock market, as she has a hankering for how the money is made. Nevertheless she is a dreamer on a cloud...As dreams cost nothing... In ordinary days she is a word-weaver for everything and everything that breathes. In the best of days she just follows the seasons by means of bike, skis, or roller-skates. She is grateful to all colors of the world and to people who read, smile and drop a line here, or on her email. Contributing author at Sudden Denouement Literary Collective,,, My Trending Stories and Anthology Volume I: Writings from the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective.

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27 comments on “Gentle giant
  1. Christina Pavlova says:

    Beautiful words 🙂

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  2. grumpytyke says:

    What lovely thoughts to come home to after a lovely walk in the sun, albeit with a biting cold wind, meeting a good friend for a chat in her warm kitchen as she was preparing Sunday lunch (the sort of friend for whom you cannot arrive at an inopportune time) and talking to the ladies who lay our eggs. As ever, thought provoking too ❣️

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  3. Lovely poem and such an interesting image to accompany it!

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Moin Qureshi says:

    Many thanks Lulia!
    You seems to be a wonderful person. May God Bless you Continuously with more Wisdom and True Guidance. Keep writing. 😊.

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  5. “blue alphabet” – I like that! Sounds like an 80s pop song or group! 🙂

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  6. Thank you for the poem and the introduction to Michael Cheval!

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  7. Such a lovely poetry, this is such a piece that involves everything, its so inclusive 🙂

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  8. Reblogged this on A Global Divergent Literary Collective and commented:
    Iulia Halatz

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Your words are stardust, they shine and sparkle in my heart. Thank you!

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“Language is not like the sun,
heating and scorching
but like the moon
keeping secrets
and the arcane magic of the night
throwing stars
in the lilacs’ claws
till dawn.” -Iulia Halatz

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