Theresa Ann Moore Poems

With the stateliness of nobility you emerge
Dressed in a brilliant robe of neon green
Your delightful appearance screams and shouts
Your are the most stunning frog I have ever seen
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Who has the sense to know what is best…
Look to nature and you shall find reasons
Beyond logical excavated thinking…
Release the pondering and follow the seasons
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The joy received
At first movement
A life within…
A bonding moment
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Sounds of loud discord
Pierced the silent sleeping night
The crunch of snow beneath booted feet
Accelerated…as words continued to ignite
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Desire is a troublemaker...
Ask a fish who sensed a tasty
bait covered hook… he's snagged
and is struggling like crazy
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When is keeping a secret the right thing to do
Is it justified to omit or even tell an all out lie
Weighing the consequences and repercussions…
Keeping a secret might prevent tearful goodbyes
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Extending branches of the willow tree
bend and flow toward the shaded ground
Unlike other thriving trees with sturdy trunks…
your divine gracefulness is earthward bound
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There is a battle going on for your soul
from the onset... between right or wrong
they are ever present… never resting
To whom will the coveted trophy belong
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Threads of silver
mend and strengthen
a friendship from long ago
Erasing moments of
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Some things improve with age;
A fine wine of grapes or berries…
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