Theresa Ann Moore

Rookie - 0 Points (1940 / Michigan, U.S.A.)

Revision - Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

The eraser on a pencil
Is worn severely flat…
Brisk rubbing has attempted
to completely obliterate…
A faint trace is
replaced by bold thoughts
that attempt to hide
errors of exploration

Sheets of blue lined paper
are crumpled and tossed
As the stammering
of hypocrisy mounds
into a heap of dissatisfaction...
The efforts to satisfy
multiply in a struggle
to disguise with clever lies


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  • Amy Marie (2/7/2010 9:02:00 AM)

    I can totally relate. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 7, 2010

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