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
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
The changing light drifts in sparkle winks that fade, still ever bright and strong. Contradiction sits in a face so missed and dear as every year passes. Paula Antonello Moore, Haiku. Copyright:… Continue reading
Finger pointed, mouth askew Shouting cheerful, wacky brew. Voices plenty, sparkling eyes Boundless nutty, in disguise. Man of silly, Man of soul Man who’s world was less than whole. Longing yearning, not a peace… Continue reading
It’s Twitter’s Anniversary And Poetry Day at that So here I write a telling tale, In words, I tip my hat. Communicating many ways Poetic poems or tweets, A colourful and dazzling phrase, Almost as good… Continue reading
Marking the one year anniversary with a re-posted blog tribute. The darkness it was silent No brightness filled the room Until a Tiny Glimmer Raised up its face from gloom. It sparked and… Continue reading
In the September issue of In Style Magazine, actress Julia Roberts graces the cover. In it, there’s a question and answer article with the magazine’s editor Ariel Foxman. I’ve always thoroughly enjoyed those… Continue reading
The darkness it was silent No brightness filled the room Until a Tiny Glimmer Raised up its face from gloom. It sparked and then it fired up A flash of light it made… Continue reading