Monthly Archive: September, 2018

Gleam

So close… on the horizon something stirs rippling its way. A high rises, but moan delays victory. A pushed weariness and lapping strokes thrash and carry me still toward the Glimmering light.  … Continue reading

A Twinkler’s Wink

He had a joke. He had a story. He’d make you laugh, if you had time. He’d CHUCKle first before he’d say it, then magic, poof! He’d pull a dime. We loved his… Continue reading

Imprinted

  In the footprint of thousands, stilled, in flowing streams, memories run full. Under bright blue sky a glimpse taken of past, in Future, gut clenches, As seventeen nine Elevens paused, marked, held… Continue reading

Lip-smacking full

The sweetness perfect with creamy pairing, a gasp delights and heart sings.   Oh to be shared, as Chocolate infusion tips buds beyond all strength.   Paula Antonello Moore, Haiku. Copyright: Tuesday, September… Continue reading

Last glories

Splash of foamy white in swells of glee the upsurge carries squeals, raised in sigh the breaker marks the moment dissolves into squishy fun as longing for recurrence stirs in, swish and spray… Continue reading

Adrift

Sometimes stumbling down memory lane is a great comfort. This summer I was whisked back into my past when I came across my teenage Seventeen fashion magazine collection, during a house clean. How hilarious it was… Continue reading