Biography of Teresa Dearing
I have live all over the US, visited Canada and Mexcio breifly. My husband and I have 6 beautiful kids together. We are down to the last one at home, so it is quite and I can write. I have been writing on and off for several years. Some times I write happy and sometimes sad. I write in a sing song style and never know what I will be inspired to write. I generally am sunny natured, but I do write some dark stuff, that has more to do with life in general than me.
Teresa Dearing's Works:
I am published in the pay to print 'poetry.com', International Libary of Poetry. The poems are; 'Southern Winter', Cajun Porch, Summer Memories to name a few.
Teresa Dearing Poems
You did not come with nine months wait, I did not buy the buttons and bows ‘til late,
Walk softly ‘cross these hallowed hills, Wake not the spirits of dark chills. As night falls ‘cross these harvest fields, Where corn and soy, gave up their yields.
When the Wind Blows Free
When the wind blows free, that's where I’ll be, No longer bound to a body unsound. I’ve risen above the pain and sorrow, Living forever, now, and tomorrow.
Hot pavement burns the feet, Cool green grass what a treat. Sand stuck between the toes,
Sonnets of penned passions, Sing of love's sweet song, Lingering memories of love, Golden days gone wrong.
Money and Happiness
I had a friend who had alot, And very happy she was not. Then she lost it all one day, And now she morns her life away.
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, Miles and miles, their mysteries keep. As the crystal streams and rivers flow, The floors of lush green carpet grow.
January’s Sad Refrain
Gone, the last holiday, Another year passed away. Now our taxes we must pay, Cold and gray marks the day.
The Witch of the Winter
The Witch of the Winter she calls to me, Come lay in my cool, white softness. So lovely and pure, I will be your cure, For all the world’s sorrow and sadness.
Beyond luminicence winter clouds, Silver winds causing chilling shivers, As winter's pearly grasp quickly sways, Silent, lovely, and brutal.
The Heavenly sky Embraces the silky sea, The dancing firelight Shadows you and me,
Ex- fashion Diva~What happens After the ...
Ahhhh, the life of a fashion divia, shop until U drop. I well remember those days, when I could really hop, Alas, my figure plumped, my hair now gray and thin, The deepest cut of all, are the shoes I now fit in.
The Cruel Winds of Winter
Got up this morning, no sun in my eyes, The house is so cold, no warmth to the fire, My love is gone, he took all my desire, And cruel winds of winter howled all night.
Digital Journey~Starts After the Kisses
Fingers dance on mountain crests, Then through the valley pass, Glide in the silky meadow, On to the hill's sweet grass.
Steel gray skies over head;
Thoughts of summer fill my head.
Dark brown trees fill up the sky;
Leafless silent way up high.
Steel gray skies shroud my mind;
Mystic beauty in this I find.
As misty rain begins to fall,
Cold and wet it covers all.
No spring for us again today,