Fire Alive

Bursting Bright, I am speechless, awed by something so much greater than me.   Astounding beauty painted by the master and given to me, Free.   Yearning for Autumn my soul is captivated,… Continue reading →

You, Girl

YOU are Your every step studying the world, waiting for Your moment’s jump As light is awakened.   YOU are Your every thought fashioning your gold, pausing to still take it in As… Continue reading →

Everywhere

Sometimes… I wish I was Rain enveloping the whole world bathing, splashing spray every which way on, over, under, everything My refreshing shower nurturing the earth alive, drenching the filth, endlessly amused at… Continue reading →

Anchored again

The Fall has ushered in a newness I am happily embracing. No longer Adrift, I am extremely excited to share that I have acquired a new editor. I’m ready to sail once again.… Continue reading →

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 →