Glory Golden
I am beckoned here. “Awake, dear soul, and breathe in.” Waste not a second. Sigh cannot contain this glory golden at dawn. “DO NOT slumber more!” “Do not let this go! Carry every… Continue reading
I am beckoned here. “Awake, dear soul, and breathe in.” Waste not a second. Sigh cannot contain this glory golden at dawn. “DO NOT slumber more!” “Do not let this go! Carry every… Continue reading
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
Thoughts of summer give ample push to dreams here now. A longing desire. A breath deep and slow comes when pace, unhurried, rests and focus resides. But why must we wait til warmer… Continue reading
Splash of foamy white in swells of glee the upsurge carries squeals, raised in sigh the breaker marks the moment dissolves into squishy fun as longing for recurrence stirs in, swish and spray… Continue reading
In a flurry waft summer comes alive to toast adventure to come. Water’s edge beckons a sigh, blink and shimmering sail of restful soul. By Paula Antonello Moore, Copyright: Sunday, July… Continue reading
We cannot stop the rolling of Time persistent steady ever-flowing But in moments Gems of life we can pause LIVE more deeply and let TIME drift on without a fight. Paula Antonello… Continue reading
A simple breezy afternoon emotions dancing settling in across happy faces wine glass in hand and a little thin crust pizza. Paula Antonello Moore, Prose. Copyright: Monday, August 14, 2017. Image: Terra… Continue reading
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
I jump in splash The sun wanes set I breathe in fresh The day soars new I hold on sail Live it full rest I try hard snap Capture it mark I charge… Continue reading
When you sit and cannot speak When awe catches your breath Lost in a sigh of summer ease Let The moment surpassing depth The trigger, creative spark Move you, toward making it Seized Creation can halt Stuffed with clouded… Continue reading