HELLO TREES

A Re-post in celebration of TREES, lush and full again, lifting the soul during this pandemic. Hello Trees I see you from below Happy that you glow green again. Hello Trees You lift… Continue reading →

The Waiting

In the light of the window a quieting call comes: listen to the beckoning. I wonder, Here, “What waiting unfolds and how must I Respond?” The seating sit in their dazzled array A… Continue reading →

AS IT PLEASES

I want to talk about when I feel it NOW, Fast, here but as soon as mouth is open w o r d s f l u t t e r a w… Continue reading →

And I sing

In the depths of deepest green a calling comes slivers of beaming glow and I am lost Stepping, chancy stone summons lit in shadows the sturdy pillars rise and I am still It… Continue reading →

Bre a t h e O u t

Gently it flows a brush and swish WEIGhted HEART is  e  l e v a t e d a n d breath is released …Sorrowfully… she rests a weeping…, paused she NEEDS here… Continue reading →

Pubbed Pause

Cobbled and set It lies there framed in still light Anticipation and calm resting in the details colour contrast unfocused view yet, enthralled by what has been CeLeBrAtIoN, here, romance, tipped and teased,… Continue reading →

Sealed Second

Layered red Casts lifted softness on startled Sight A sealed second Richness deep contained from rushing Swirl As time instigates its pedaled descent and feathered break, Falls.   Paula Antonello Moore, Prose. Copyright:… Continue reading →

Outside In

Misted pause… swept into sway of calm The HONKING turn Rips meditation away and mind shakes desperate to retrieve, surrender to, Ethereal pull… whilst TRAPPED in the Real.   Paula Antonello Moore, Prose. Copyright:… Continue reading →

You, Girl

YOU are Your every step studying the world, waiting for Your moment’s jump As light is awakened.   YOU are Your every thought fashioning your gold, pausing to still take it in As… Continue reading →

Dappled

I breathe in light a dappled morn the path, my feet its free, To mull the raise a leap beyond the snap, the cold its breeze.  I wander close a tread before the… Continue reading →