Golden Days

I do not know what will be as Golden days come my way now, an unknown fear that plays with me, No explanation to why or how. I will embrace the days with… Continue reading →

Finding…P L A C E

Need we be isolated staying power drifts and wilts nice to see breaking moments careless free until they’re gone How to do fresh and ready hold it still then tack it down something… Continue reading →

Rise

Fading embers hold me still, leave me not in heartache’s chill to recall how Fairytale, ended quick in Nightmare’s gale. Solitaire and unprepared, left with nothing, Love unshared, Yet, in memory’s rewind, lives… Continue reading →

Obla Di Obla Da

Today while in my car listening to Obla Di Obla Da,  I saw an older couple going for a stroll. They were very well-matched in twin orange jackets and cream-coloured Tilley hats. I… Continue reading →

At Life’s Farewell

Under a bright sun with joyful music, I said goodbye to a friend.   A peace settled there, unexpected calm balanced grief with a light heart.   A Life’s Farewell will raise moments… 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 →

Red Flower

I saw a girl with a red flower today it dangled from hand waving its smile made me wonder what was in store for her and the flower.   Paula Antonello Moore, Prose.… Continue reading →

Blazing Reality

Sitting within it breathing the light in doubt, clinging in joy, singing I sigh. By the edge of it all resting against the fray in hope, reaching in haze, freaking I cry. Basking… Continue reading →

The Prayer List

The PRAYer list a LIST of prayers dated, marked For souls who’ve passed In SaDness FORGOTTEN nOt As NAME appears A brEAth was made Here In TragEDY, SHAking earth, Biting flood, STRUCk by hand, bullet, the UNimagined, They… Continue reading →

April Fool

itty bitty april fool sailing up the hill dancing in his jaunty shoes trying to keep still giggling colourful he squeaks eyes are never closed trying to make sense of him antsy as he goes… Continue reading →