Theresa Ann Moore Poems

A figure made from dry whittled wood
Suspended by thin strings of helium
Screw eyes connecting jointed limbs
To a torso with an attached cranium
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There are occurrences that you lovingly retrieve
Lasting thoughts that bring a smile to your face
On the other hand, some forgotten memories relieve
Wiped clean as though they vanished without a trace
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When you reason…
Are you analytical?
Does everything add up?
Or do you find yourself in a pickle…
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Living between fanciful fantasy and reality
With whimsical thoughts of being free
From the daily stress and drudgery
Wishing so intently…longing to believe
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Collecting thoughts and putting them in storage
Like summer clothes after balmy breezes have ceased
Like wrapping long stemmed glass in paper tissue
And placing them in seclusion after a holiday feast
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With the passing of my children’s father
I wondered if indeed there was life after
Sad thoughts sought to find a familiar figure
Seeing only sympathy cards and a floral mixture
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Driving behind a huge smelly diesel truck
Traffic came to a stand still…now I’m stuck
Gates at a train crossing are in lock down
Blocking my route until I decided to go around
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Valentine’s Day is reserved for expressing loving ecstasy
Twenty-four hours for gift giving that encourages intimacy
What kind of special gift could possibly convey and relate?
Revealing feelings of love so complete… for a true soul mate
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A box of chocolates
with a clue of shapes
identified in the lid
How nice it is to know
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Laughter shows no disrespect
to the memories of those we've lost…
sadness is a fact that will remain
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