Bonnie Moore Poems

“Mom, I have AIDS.”

Her sallow pale face stares up at me.
Her sad childish eyes beg me for help.
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On a yesterday summer day,
A creeping caterpillar crawled into a flaxen shell
And hid away from the world,
No more to let the elements of time
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Hand in hand, we were silly children
Leading each other into a grown-up world
Filled with fear, uncertainty, unknown demons.
You held my hand when I was near the end.
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A Parody

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
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I shall be Venus, your goddess of love;
The scent of my body,
The feel of my hair,
The touch of my fingertips,
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James has become one with the clouds,
As the waves with their mist.
In Heaven’s starry river, his sails now dance.
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