Theresa Ann Moore Poems

The struggle to stay afloat is challenged each day
People borrow money to pay bills with home equity
Filling the empty void with loans that temporarily delay
A dismal probability looms…there is no immunity
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Unchartered dreams have an uncertain destination
No telling where you are going or what the vision means
Looking out the passenger’s window… through the mist
Warily peering with strange clarity at a perplexing scene
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Saw a bumper sticker the other day
'The more people I meet…
the more I like my dog.'
As I reflect…the words repeat
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The sun is glowing …
A gentle breeze stirs
In an instant
Delicate splendor
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Her branches limply swayed in the wind
The atmosphere around her swirled
Her thoughts took her to distant places
Roots anchored her to an immobile world
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In the hours of silence there is a speechless secret
Feast on the splendor and beauty that nature provides
Discover how to relate and appreciate the greater scheme
Precious gifts are recognized by the grateful and wise
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Placing blame on the germ
That sent my world into flames
Will not cure the hurt or justify
My self-inflicted pain
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Sounds unheard
Sights unseen
Unconsciously absurd
Overlooking the green
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I find myself in the midst of craziness
Why? You know you should not ask…
But since you have I will cheerfully tell
I look forward to seeing winter’s mask
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Honesty is a way of accepting
Who and what we are
Not to say that the moment
Can’t be misconstrued from afar
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