Theresa Ann Moore

Rookie - 0 Points (1940 / Michigan, U.S.A.)

Theresa Ann Moore Poems

441. Who Will Remember? 10/24/2009
442. The Flower Girl 10/26/2009
443. Aging 10/26/2009
444. Halloween Night 10/27/2009
445. Relieve Confusion 10/29/2009
446. Earth 10/31/2009
447. Mother Earth 10/31/2009
448. Who Likes Halloween Candy? 11/1/2009
449. Sunshine 11/2/2009
450. Senses Trade Places 11/3/2009
451. July Memories 11/3/2009
452. Mother's Powder Box 11/4/2009
453. Killer Frost 11/5/2009
454. Indian Summer #2 11/5/2009
455. Rhonda's Tree Climbing Adventure 11/6/2009
456. Unmazing 11/8/2009
457. Unwinding 11/10/2009
458. Consistency/Change 11/11/2009
459. Flashmobs 11/11/2009
460. Energized 11/14/2009
461. Entities Of Life 11/14/2009
462. Think Again 11/15/2009
463. The Cherry Tree 11/18/2009
464. Innuendos 11/19/2009
465. Venus The Fly Trap 10/9/2009
466. Tangled Tiger Feet 10/11/2009
467. Today 10/11/2009
468. Don'T Bother Me 10/11/2009
469. Humorless 10/12/2009
470. A Success Story 10/13/2009
471. Triangular Love 10/13/2009
472. Whispered Words 10/15/2009
473. Extend A Hand 10/16/2009
474. Homecoming Parade 10/18/2009
475. Awakening 12/7/2009
476. Summing It Up 12/7/2009
477. Winter Wind 12/10/2009
478. Upon The Stage Of Life 12/19/2009
479. Fallen From Grace 12/22/2009
480. Christmas Card List 12/22/2009
Best Poem of Theresa Ann Moore

A Blossoming Rose

Feeling full of immeasurable dreams
Desiring to burst forth with unfolding hues
Opening with the natural ease of a sigh
Blessed with a spattering of morning dew

Petals instinctively absorb rays of warmth
Releasing a heavenly fragrance so freely
Intoxicating all who inhale as they pass by
Holding a matchless moment… demurely

Admiring eyes drink in your amazing beauty
As a stride slows and comes to a standstill
Your charm prevents time from going forward
Attaching to a heart that is lastingly fulfilled

4/14/08

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No Farewells

I have to admire the optimistic view you had
You refuse to dwell on the news that was bad
Life was for living fully and not sadly lamenting
Looking death in the eye you were not consenting

You had too many things to do, and could not sit idly
Your bountiful green garden made you beam widely
White lilies were blooming; you inhaled the lovely smell
Your days were very busy; there is no time to say farewell

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