A Nod of Love

Disregarding not, savouring transforms moment and I’m transported.   In checkered light a dance of flavour delights me connecting past, here.   Paula Antonello Moore, Haiku. Copyright: Sunday , January 14, 2018-01-14. Image:… Continue reading

Confetti Seed

Pop it goes! The trickle splash A light anew A newfound path when hope is raised and colours dance the Flame is lit and dreams take flight The freshest brave The brightest spark… Continue reading

A Pause in Glitter’s Glow

“Embrace this week!” she said to me, enlivening my heart, for true it is to think like that and take a special part.   The hustle bustle all around can craze the mind… Continue reading

Majestic Bright

In the hustle of the frenetic In the uplift of the spirit In the blur of coloured lights Majestic… You sparkle   In the rise of anticipation In the glory of generosity In… Continue reading

Awaiting The Light

Dazzle and sparkle awaken the days, as Love fills air in season.   Awaiting the Light to come in Christmas Glory stirs heart action.   BUT   Remembering loss for crumbled spirits this… Continue reading

In the Lull

In the Lull before it starts, before the storm, I sit and wait in the lull. Before the rush, before the rise, I strain and gaze. In the Lull before it moves, before… Continue reading

Overwriting

My wordy words are too be sliced, My heart a piece it goes, to turn a manuscript to book, to hear how it all flows,   Is painstaking at best you see. It’s… Continue reading

For Evermore

A bright reminder, steady as the years pass on, to pause for freedom Saved Preserved Cherished in more than flashbacks but sewn in heart, vein, mind, strong. We mark with Last Post united,… Continue reading

Steadfast

On this a day of fun disguises where real life escapes into make believe make up, a slaughter of spirit crashes humanity back, a stirring beneath extended from a heartless darkness striking…breath activator… Continue reading

The Symphony Rests

Naked trees make me sad “Hold on,” I pine but their arms extend grasping nothing letting go airy breezes whip up cut through and the Symphony rests barren hope “oh, to be clothed… Continue reading