Tag Archives: Iron Tales by Iulia Halatz

Time Thief

Love is a time thief
Perched in the tree of gold
adorned with emerald leaves
sparkling of hope in the dark.

Notwithstanding love is one
dimension to the solar knowledge
ingratiating
the strangeness of a country
that isn’t yours.

Iulia Halatz

Published at Medium.com.
Art — “Whispering Eve” by British artist William Gilbert Foster (1855–1906)

Pirate Love

Pirating love
is hunting the fields
in early May dreams
for fireflies and roses alike
to keep them barred
in jars and bottles with light

until your heart
inflames to the touch

and burns
from drinking shades of the evening
and hues of the stars

only to spark
in the dark
as source of delight
in torn summer nights

© Iulia Halatz

Art by Andrea Kowch.

Cobweb Dance at Medium

HE loves me
He keeps my tears
at bay
in a corner crystal ball
and my heart in a field of molten flowers*.
I want to loose the yarn
Again he pours
crimson dew on my weary tales
whilst I am not looking…
It warms like midnight kisses…

My mind smells
the sweet cinnamon
glueing his words together
My eyes see naught
But my garden lilies caught
in cobweb intoxicating grip
and exhilarating dance…

Iulia Halatz

*Source of inspiration – The B-52’s.

Art – Cobweb Dance by Charles Courtney Curran.

https://medium.com/blueinsight/cobweb-dance-bda63d4652d5

“What is your why?” at Medium.com

What is your why?
We all have a secret engine. It may be the fire in our hearts lit by a wondrous smile, or the sparkle of a new day, the uneasy warmth of doing something new, the hope of achieving something we only dreamed about, or just finishing a project, a new venture.

Why do you get up in the morning? To start all over, to rewind, to redo and to make it better. Time is what we really own. Time is what we really have to define Better. Time shapeshifts in what we make of it and in the colors of our feelings.

A Romanian folk tale tells the story of a brave king, one eye smiling and the other crying. We keep on doing the daily grind, one eye crying, and one eye laughing at the Why in our hearts. Our Why is the craving for doing something we and others will love.

Success is not something handed to us. But we can hand ourselves a bit of happiness at forgetting our daily pet peeves and shaping the time in something lovable. Love but attracts other types of love.

I want no vacation – no surcease from my labors. If people would select a life work compatible with their temperaments, the sum total of happiness would be immeasurably increased in the world.” – Nikola Tesla

Spring is the season of goodwill. I contribute to the sum total of happiness with my (other) work of being the follower of seasons and the keeper of springs. For I have never found a love that pure as in the tree flowers whose scent quietly clings like stardust to the early twilights of March.

Published at Blue Insights at Medium.com.

Art by Blenda Tyvoll.

Gentle Giant at Medium

As always, I am humbled to be a Medium writer:

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.

© Iulia Halatz

https://medium.com/blueinsight/gentle-giant-1f3affedddeb

Where One Is Pretty Logical the Other Is Pretty Magical!

As always, I am humbled to be a Medium writer:

…….
Our Blog Novel tab subdivided for specific writers personalized individual sections now hosts the following sub-sections:
a) Iron Tales by Iulia Halatz
b) Happiness is Here by Agnes Louis
c) Taste For Change: The Girl, The Snake And The One Who Returned by KenWritesWrites
d) Inkling Whispers by Francine Fallara
e) The Perfect Match by Øivind H. Solheim
f) The Triple Rising by Lynda Coker
g) Creative Nonfiction by Victoria Ponte
h) Igwyncymru Insights by B. A. Cumberlidge.
i) Nomadic Sparkles by Sikder Diamond
j) The Other One — The Woman in Berjaflot Road by Øivind H. Solheim

Read the full article at medium.com/blueinsight


Photo by Toa Heftiba on Unsplash

November

As always, I am humbled to be a Medium writer:

It is November ~ the month of promiscuous trees, turbulent moons dressed up in haze, opal leaves layering the smock of earth.
© Iulia Halatz

https://medium.com/blueinsight/november-d22bccf46fad

Charles Vess’ art

Persephone’s Dusk at Medium.com

As always, I am humbled and honored to be a Medium writer.

Persephone’s Dusk

Why can’t we
sleep with the Gods?
be with them
turn their thoughts to foam
touch and revere
their lapis lazuli skin
until myths flicker in the cave

and the earth booms at their voices
The rain from Olympus
is the fog in the valley.

Life is not all lovely thorns and screaming butterflies.

© Iulia Halatz

Art – Gervasio Gallardo

Where One Is Decimal the Other Is Reciprocal

As always, I am humbled and honored to be a Medium writer.

https://medium.com/blueinsight/where-one-is-decimal-the-other-is-reciprocal-2d385a3af2b3

Please find my blog, Iron Tales, at Blog Novels.

Photo by Tim Mossholder on Unsplash.

Blue Insights Newsletter — 2020–08–05

As always, I am honored and humbled to be a writer for Blue Insights at Medium.com.

“August has started and I hope you are having the best summer you can hope for despite all the harsh blows we all have been living in 2020.
Please, take the time, where ever you may be on the planet, to enjoy reading the latest Blue Insights Newsletter.”

Read the full article at Medium.com.

Photo by Luis Vidal on Unsplash.