Blazing Reality


Sitting within it

breathing the light

in doubt, clinging

in joy, singing

I sigh.

By the edge of it all

resting against the fray

in hope, reaching

in haze, freaking

I cry.

Basking in melody

inhaling the brilliance

in still, wondering

in magic, fumbling

I die.

Coming to Life

‘shedding the masquerade’

in passion, grasping

in desire, laughing

I fly.


Paula Antonello Mooore, Prose poetry. Copyright: Saturday, March 4, 2017.

Image: Sun’s bench by P.A. Moore.