You cannot reach Me Still

When the music Of the breeze dances in air It’s swish and sway flitting the gloom When the magic of leaves Singing their boast Carry soul to lofty skies When trail of foot… Continue reading →

Clearly, Entranced

Sparkling in spotlight A Voice’s Soul reaches out, piercing memory Singing in boldness, weakness hidden in colored shine, so vibrant there Performing informed A shout out to the lost who Long to be… Continue reading →

Nutella

It started in bleakness a sadness, upset, I needed a remedy action.   I walked heavy-footed in hopes there would show an uplift of cheery distraction.   The Café it beckoned. A corner… Continue reading →

New Song

Sometimes… I wish I was a tree waving at the whole wide world whooshing, flapping, whipping air into a delightful flighty dance making music there My Leafy coat alive with colourful rays of… Continue reading →

Never Land

Sometimes… I wish I was a bird soaring high above the world sailing, spying, shading myself in the downy softness of clouds stretching out my wings embracing trees feeling them shake and breathe… Continue reading →

Sigh

We cannot stop the rolling of Time persistent steady ever-flowing But in moments Gems of life we can pause LIVE more deeply and let TIME drift on without a fight.   Paula Antonello… Continue reading →

Flouncy

flouncy I feel free to flow fresh fancy and festive freeing the flow changes me here and I rest.   Paula Antonello Moore, Prose. Copyright; Saturday, July 22, 2017. Image: Flouncy by P.A.… Continue reading →

Uplift

We wonder why these whys we raise the wonder where we sit perceiving pieces placed in paths peace ponderings and paced the uplift up unimaginable here unused unique we smile and countless colours… Continue reading →

Salutations

A pause flowing bright in concrete daze.   Paula Antonello Moore, Poetry. Copyright: Sunday, July 16, 2017. Image: Hibiscus breath by P.A. Moore.

Ephemeral

Catching colour bright in a fleeting moment here a sigh so breathless AS Rainbow trickles down and glory makes a play for life-full lifted rays.   Paula Antonello Moore, Haiku. Copyright: Sunday, July… Continue reading →