Theresa Ann Moore Poems

The beginning of a new calendar year
Is covered in white… like marshmallow
No need to hurry about and go somewhere
Travel plans are slowed by the deep snow
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Yesterday while I was shoveling snow
A playful thought crossed my mind
As my nose was nipped by the cold
The heavy snow was superbly inclined
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Snow flies do what they will
Not with stingers or with wings
Light gliders drifting in the still
Not irritating like gnats on strings
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What do you see when you reach the summit
Of a mountain that took a lifetime to scale
Is the peaceful sight comforting without regret?
Or are streams of knowledge causing you pale?
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As the heart beats there is a complacency
Taking for granted the air that we breathe
As our soft lips whisper our undying love
A magical aura lifts as though from above
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What do poets have in common?
The love of words to express…
Searching for the ultimate way
A desire to share their feelings
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Days of reckoning blaze on the horizon of darkness
Torturous despair is accompanied by aimlessness
Your world of deceit is sinking into a whirlpool of guilt
Crumbling into pieces, eroding all that you have built
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Friction creates electricity
Building up energy
Seeking a route to release
Disrupting the peace
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'Grandma, where is my black suit? '
My answer was vague, not absolute.

'Oh. I am sure that you have gown too tall…
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Earthly creatures that swim, float, and fly
Are affected by the currents and the tide
Forces of nature have an ongoing influence
Stimulating the persona of absorbing senses
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