Category Archive: Writing & Thoughts

Lumina

Discovery, in awe, beckons masterfully. Frosty vision stirs. Mesmerizing glow. Glittery swirl of dancy. Wonder ties the tongue. To pause in navy ambience, fixed icy hold Fuses me. I sigh. Paula Antonello Moore,… Continue reading

On the Brink of it all

As the year closes and new plans are made, Recalling past days stalls a memory fade. But what if a struggle, an obstacle true, was something that broke and then bent you in… Continue reading

Let there Be…

Oh, let there be lazy and crazy delight The sparkle and chuckle of brightening the night And let you be dazzled, not frazzled in joy, The kind that winds up like an ol’… Continue reading

Huddle in

Pause… …Laugh… Sigh… …Thank… Rest… …Indulge… Share… R e c h a r g e… …Endure. Paula Antonello Moore, Prose. Copyright: Thursday, November 22, 2018. Image: Photo by Alisa Anton on Unsplash

Pubbed Pause

Cobbled and set It lies there framed in still light Anticipation and calm resting in the details colour contrast unfocused view yet, enthralled by what has been CeLeBrAtIoN, here, romance, tipped and teased,… Continue reading

Clin g i n g

I’ m writin g and edi ting Waiting for the arrival of The NOD or arms-crossed an exhaled break and then “Much to do.” Clinging h old in g on for the sake… Continue reading

Hope-ward

Hope intangible Hope I cling Praying an end to horror’s sting All my heart is what I bring When from mouth my words can’t sing.   Hope eternal Hope arrive Give us something… Continue reading

Sealed Second

Layered red Casts lifted softness on startled Sight A sealed second Richness deep contained from rushing Swirl As time instigates its pedaled descent and feathered break, Falls.   Paula Antonello Moore, Prose. Copyright:… Continue reading

Outside In

Misted pause… swept into sway of calm The HONKING turn Rips meditation away and mind shakes desperate to retrieve, surrender to, Ethereal pull… whilst TRAPPED in the Real.   Paula Antonello Moore, Prose. Copyright:… Continue reading

Vanquishing the Creep

Darkly, the clutching grasp stirs the sinister creep of Night’s strange play day. But, candy corn with Pumpkins of caramel, steer A heart back to life.   Paula Antonello Moore, Haiku. Copyright; Halloween… Continue reading