So Much less than Now

In time, this passed into the heart a stirring awake of comfort a thread tugging at my spirit never to rest but rather, to steer that is where I remain Steered by the… Continue reading →

A Pause in Glitter’s Glow

“Embrace this week!” she said to me, enlivening my heart, for true it is to think like that and take a special part.   The hustle bustle all around can craze the mind… Continue reading →

The Beautiful ridiculous

A light edges its way across his face a turn of lip, a snarl, silly smirk a voice disguised a song obscured an atmosphere transformed. Hilarity explodes. Contagious. Embracing. Brilliantly ridiculous. Until…the gut is punched. No joke… Continue reading →

Un-prepared

Ravaged by loss now Occupied by memories Obtained through eighteen great years   A sadness grows deep That words cannot convey here. I wasn’t prepared.   Paula Antonello Moore, Poetry. Copyright: Wednesday, November… Continue reading →

Treasured Still

In a town of memories Carved into my heart Streets of bygone moments Coated ice cream and platform sight Treasured steps of fun Structures stable, once bold Shaded now in unknown hues Playful… Continue reading →

Fresh Starting

A saddened farewell in paths of fun To all that came in our days So long to moments of timeless go And greeting to routine craze. An instant seen, felt warmly in light… Continue reading →

In Likeness Shared

Upon the film lie moments fixed emotion in time and memories made. But then a one in likeness shows posed joys in scene feelings reborn. He takes her words and marks her path… Continue reading →

Moving pictures

I am here…but I’m not I see you…but I don’t know you I had experiences once…but now, I know moving pictures in my mind I used to love a feast…now, I am told… Continue reading →

The Changing of the Wheels

The OLD CAR was loved where it sat, Fond memories fuller than flat, Awaited its fate, It wouldn’t be late, The Farewell was harder than that. Then in came the Fresh one, so… Continue reading →

A New Year’s Call…

The hours tick on rapidly as time begins to fly The year’s adventure, highs and lows they both can make you cry. 2013’s ’bout to end, excitement will explode, A Ball to drop,… Continue reading →