Trapped in the blur
As it goes, moments move and I ride through the breeze only to wonder The… my anchor waits f l o a t i n g beyond my reach there. It teases me,… Continue reading
A break and pause I take again, The endless words conveyed The holiday to rest and share Before the pitch is slayed. The ever-longing road I write, As characters take leave, And shopping,… Continue reading
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
I’ m writin g and edi ting Waiting for the arrival of The NOD or arms-crossed an exhaled break and then “Much to do.” Clinging h old in g on for the sake… Continue reading
“Celebrate milestones. Always. The end of a first draft. The end of a book. The start of a new one. Be kind to yourself. Be your own cheerleader…” Hazel Gaynor Clouded in… Continue reading
hidden a voice waiting to be unlocked to the world beyond set free for hearts to feel Paula Antonello Moore, Prose. Copyright: Thursday, July 6, 2017. Image: Floating Door by P.A. Moore.
I Love to Write! I think I mentioned that the day I began this Blog last Fall. Having written in one form or another since I was quite young, I cannot imagine any… Continue reading