GOD Smacked!

More than pretty glance… in Your delicateness you conquer the view. So light, yet magic, Beauty , defying bramble. Extraordinary! i cannot capture Your worth, a brightness bigger than soul can contain. Paula… Continue reading

i lose myself

Consume me pull me into the w h i r l tos sing and shifting a footless spin a ground with no feet, for it is WORDS that Lead by hand, Drag, TUG,… Continue reading

Rise

Fading embers hold me still, leave me not in heartache’s chill to recall how Fairytale, ended quick in Nightmare’s gale. Solitaire and unprepared, left with nothing, Love unshared, Yet, in memory’s rewind, lives… Continue reading

lighter

I want to be lighter than air… to rise effortlessly to soar and di s s i p ate i want to feel as if, for the First Time all time Always, NEW,… Continue reading

Le Cochon Dingue

He seemed fascinated, probably hungry too, She was with her family, watching what he‘d do. He had no idea, didn’t know she cared, He just kept on peeking, not inside he dared. But… Continue reading

The Waiting

In the light of the window a quieting call comes: listen to the beckoning. I wonder, Here, “What waiting unfolds and how must I Respond?” The seating sit in their dazzled array A… Continue reading

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