Interruption Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

Interruption

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In a house warming from chill
The emptiness is beginning to fill

Fill with a sense of inspiration
It is mine… all mine… this creation

As I happily begin to pen
That is… that is when…

A ringing phone scrambles boldly
Causing thoughts trickle coldly

'Good Morning, ' I say with hesitation
Maimed… yet maintaining conversation

2/2/08

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Thad Wilk 02 February 2008

Nice write Theresa! I know the feeling! Thank you for sharing! *10*! ! Friend Thad

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Theresa Ann Moore

Theresa Ann Moore

Michigan, U.S.A.
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