An Internal Poem Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

I talk to myself all the time
Sometimes the conversations
Have thoughts ending in rhyme…
Searching for salvation and explanations

Sometimes thoughts are premeditated
Initiated by a nagging internal spirit…
There are times when thoughts are dictated
In a memo and I have to share it

The confines of my mind tend to muffle
Thoughts that inevitably want to shout
Feelings that stack up… caught in a shuffle
Each one screaming decisively… Let me out!

I am sitting here at my computer compliantly mute
Giving a voice to my never sleeping guest
Perhaps by doing so, it will conclude a pursuit
Allowing my eyes to shut and letting my mind rest