The Captain Still
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
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
I couldn’t find my book. I needed to read it. I looked on my nightstand. It wasn’t there. I searched for it outside, thinking I might have left it on the patio. I… 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
Wanting writing now to do, Can’t find time, but words push through. Busy bodies fill my home, Family here, we fly and roam. Happy hearts about the place, Stories told with crazy face.… Continue reading
Whirling, the colour it crinkles around, My head is a mess with the chaos and sound. Desperately trying to find where it goes, Walking so carefully upon my toes. Nothing should break, all… Continue reading
Back from the Thanksgiving Holiday weekend, I am once again so grateful for my all blessings. For those who may not know, we Canadians mark the Thanksgiving Holiday in early October as opposed… Continue reading