Swept Away

A park perplexed out in the blue does beckon much as smile forms By water’s edge a breath of all to sit and sea be swept away The bronze-kissed slats do cradle still… Continue reading →

Sparking Fire

Narrative awaits Bright ideas Wordy trickling thoughts Ready to… To… take shape Form Fire! In a tick tack rhythm from mind’s eye to Life An awesome welcome to An inner breath.   Paula… Continue reading →

Elated

You’re more than what’s there A smile, elated A delight of the soul A moment of pureness The company grand Compliments the ease My heart…sighs.   Paula Antonello Moore, Prose. Copyright: Thursday, February… Continue reading →

Confetti Seed

Pop it goes! The trickle splash A light anew A newfound path when hope is raised and colours dance the Flame is lit and dreams take flight The freshest brave The brightest spark… Continue reading →

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 →

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 →

Morning’s Glory

A window to Hell blew on open and Nightmare assaulted with force A clatter of fear ringing hollow As tears ravaged cheeks in the dark. But Glory persisted in background and day brought… Continue reading →

Elusive

I reach for the light it pesters and floats drifting from hand it dances and crawls escaping from here it rests and stills infusing the heart it leaps and collapses into angry bursts… Continue reading →

Comradery

…in moments here a quest in thought to be, reveal in comfort… as light fades now and laughter ignites a toast to all and bonds entwine ever stronger, bliss.   Paula Antonello Moore,… 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 →