Into the Past

Can you know me in a glimpse can you see me Here? i am but a wanderer i know no place that’s clear. Gazing through Time’s open door pausing in my line mystery’s… Continue reading

Thank You, Robin

A gasp and a jerk and two hands waved up high, a bursting hilarity that crashed into sigh, a coaxing in poetry, led to the brink, irreverent, jokey, but depth made you think.… Continue reading

Radiant Pause

Sheltered radiance, upward gazing catches breath unaware. Bliss-full. Mesmerized, words fail. Magical, wonder, I am caught, captivated. To remain in pause, a dream unfathomable, I bask, astonished. Paula Antonello Moore, Haiku. Copyright: Tuesday,… Continue reading

Unreluctant

She wanted to see the place where the blooms emerge ***to capture beauty*** He glanced at the time. Hurried moments would rest here, ***a stroll of wonder*** But he felt it too, pops… Continue reading

AS IT PLEASES

I want to talk about when I feel it NOW, Fast, here but as soon as mouth is open w o r d s f l u t t e r a w… Continue reading

Happiness comes…

…it comes unexpected and seizes me, Still! a depth elevated, a sigh’s moment’s thrill it cannot be fashioned or carved to be real evolving in seconds, a lightness I feel i know when… Continue reading

And I sing

In the depths of deepest green a calling comes slivers of beaming glow and I am lost Stepping, chancy stone summons lit in shadows the sturdy pillars rise and I am still It… Continue reading

In f o c u s -ing In

Thoughts of summer give ample push to dreams here now. A longing desire. A breath deep and slow comes when pace, unhurried, rests and focus resides. But why must we wait til warmer… Continue reading

Bre a t h e O u t

Gently it flows a brush and swish WEIGhted HEART is  e  l e v a t e d a n d breath is released …Sorrowfully… she rests a weeping…, paused she NEEDS here… Continue reading

Ce coeur va récupérer

Words in vented gasps  swept up, tangle in plumes of grey amber, a pause… “Dame monumentale” A b l a z e, this clouded nightmare burns, as mourning comes, and history weeps. Transfixed… Continue reading