Theresa Ann Moore

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

What The…? - Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

Just when I thought everything was going right
A disaster occurred and upset my steady pace
Like an undetected projectile hurled in the night
Racing from an empty place…Smack in the face!

What the heck just happened? I ask with hesitance…
Minding my own business, I suddenly received a gash
My sad reflection is no longer capable of radiance
Since my countenance is drained and turned to ash

I rationalize and say, hey it could have been much worse
This nauseous feeling will pass as soon as I calm down
Refraining from punching and releasing a loud foul curse
I choose to mend, and defuse the reason for my meltdown

9/8/07


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  • (10/8/2007 8:01:00 AM)

    I choose to mend, and defuse the reason for my meltdown - well chosen (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 8, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 14, 2011


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