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 →

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 →

AS IT PLEASES

I want to talk about when I feel it NOW, Fast, here but as soon as mouth is open w o r d s f l u t t e r a w… Continue reading →

Happiness comes…

…it comes unexpected and seizes me, Still! a depth elevated, a sigh’s moment’s thrill it cannot be fashioned or carved to be real evolving in seconds, a lightness I feel i know when… Continue reading →

Bre a t h e O u t

Gently it flows a brush and swish WEIGhted HEART is  e  l e v a t e d a n d breath is released …Sorrowfully… she rests a weeping…, paused she NEEDS here… Continue reading →

Ce coeur va récupérer

Words in vented gasps  swept up, tangle in plumes of grey amber, a pause… “Dame monumentale” A b l a z e, this clouded nightmare burns, as mourning comes, and history weeps. Transfixed… Continue reading →

Balm-ed

Follow the ripple, a thread but in time, its flow so serene, its presence sublime, swelling and shifting, the smoothness of calm, the lifting of breathing, an unexplained balm… Listen, its music a… Continue reading →

Pumpkin & Charcoal

WE came together, a catch up full of meaning and frankness.  Its always as such, no airs, but airing, needed for a soul to carry on. Newness ‘round every moment, like Pumpkin and… Continue reading →

Under Glow

In the quiet, comfort embraced a chocolaty sweetness and pause,rested sigh, a tug of adventure, sheltered under gentle glow and…we are happy. Paula Antonello, Prose. Copyright: Tuesday, March 26, 2019. Image: Whimsies and… Continue reading →