Monthly Archive: August, 2019

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