I picked up a small antique bird

in a musty old shop

a bit of twine tied ‘round its leg


I held it for a moment or two

then set it down, walked away slow

in search of the next pretty thing


Did I hear it call out to me as I turned?

I couldn’t really be sure

but I picked it up once more

pressed it close to my ear

and this is the story I heard


I’ve been sitting here

Just waiting for you

For many long years and a day

If you take me home

I have secrets to share

There’s so much that I’ve seen in this world

Do you know where I’ve been?

Do you know who’s owned me?

I bet that you’re dying to know


So I paid for that bird

that’s now perched on my shelf

but it’s never again uttered a word


(Day 8: 1 subject 30 ways #personificationpoem)

About katemccarrollmoore

Kate Moore’s passion is literacy, and she serves as a mentor teacher and staff developer throughout the greater Bay Area. Kate served three terms as the City of San Ramon's Poet Laureate (2012-2018); she also teaches poetry writing workshops and is an instructor in the Master of Arts in Teacher Leadership (MATL) program at St. Mary’s College of California. She was honored as SRVUSD Teacher of the Year in 2007 and San Ramon Chamber of Commerce Educator of the Year in 2009. Kate holds a Doctorate in Educational Leadership for Social Justice from California State University, East Bay, an M.A. in Teacher Leadership from St. Mary’s and a B.A. in English Education from SUNY Albany. She and Bob Moore are the proud parents of four beautiful grown daughters, and the smitten grandparents of six beautiful children who fill them with hope for the future.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

4 Responses to Secrets

  1. amyludwigvanderwater says:

    When I grow up, I want to write like you. Magical! xxxx

  2. bobmoore33 says:

    Wait just a minute now
    I bought it for you
    And I remember how
    And when too
    In a shop down
    In Old Niles town
    The day we drove around
    And remembering Nile was cute
    But that point is moot
    Because it is not
    It’s just dirty dusty and old
    Not what we were Told
    Plus breakfast was shitty
    Ain’t that a pity
    But we still had big fun
    Cause I live you Hun!!!!!

    Sent from my iPhone

  3. bobmoore33 says:

    and now I know what is in your brain

    no different better or worse than mine

    NOT insane

    equal –the same

    only difference it seems to me

    yours don’t LOOP–you see?

    Robert C. Moore RSVP Publications Blackhawk, CA. 94506



Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s