In This

In this time, we pause Our lives but a haze of duty, diligence Fatigue we fight for moments shared, bared Real we cannot control the whirl, twirling Still the NOW abides, full, free… Continue reading →

Carrying the Light

It’s coming, sure, sure as the… sun rises? Yes. As sure as that I pray and hope and plug away as clouds move in to stay? pass? linger. Yes. They linger still, trapping… Continue reading →

New Day’s Gift

A fall day’s walk in springtime light cools gentle path and raises height   in steps that lift my eyes to see a breezing breath wash over me,   i pause and take… Continue reading →

Awakened

A sparkle, rebirth unfolds in glorious light catching my breath there.   Feathered arrival budding, limp, to rise so grand liberating breeze.   Aware of privilege, to witness the beginning, as morning’s joy… Continue reading →

It. Went. Dark.

A week ago TV went black. Our spirits all sunk and went slack. Not even a drink, could rescue from brink, the longing for it to be back. It’s not like we’re slave… Continue reading →

A Pause in Whimsy

Cheerful in wonder a brightness of air colour and whimsy a smile to share, sweetness forsaken enchanted delight nodding a message in moment of light.   Paula Antonello Moore, Poetry. Copyright: Wednesday, April… Continue reading →

A little “Christmas” in April

Today I listened to White Christmas. It’s not Christmastime. No where near December. But when the song came on my music rotation in the car, in the middle of April (a frosty Canadian… Continue reading →

Undefined

Today I woke up wondering what I was doing. The weight of Doubt, crushing. The “calling” of WRITER, a weak wear. The journey daunting, exhausting and plagued by by… an empty legacy. Self-worth… Continue reading →

BONDED

  I cannot stop Your pain tearing apart the WHOLE All I am able… to stretch arms WIDE as far as can go enveloping across miles loving from depth of connection and reaching… 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 →