Theresa Ann Moore

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

Theresa Ann Moore Poems

721. Kaleidoscope Of Life 10/12/2007
722. Wealth 10/14/2007
723. An Internal Poem 10/28/2007
724. Cola 10/28/2007
725. Solitude 10/28/2007
726. The Last Chapter 10/28/2007
727. The Worker 10/28/2007
728. Curiosity 10/28/2007
729. How Are You This Morning? 10/29/2007
730. Trick Or Treat 11/1/2007
731. The Closet Gets A New Face 10/19/2007
732. Abuse 11/8/2007
733. Harmony 11/9/2007
734. Happy Re-Birthday 11/11/2007
735. Having Fun? 11/12/2007
736. Smoking 11/12/2007
737. Good Looks 11/17/2007
738. Thoughts 11/26/2007
739. A Thanksgiving Finale 11/29/2007
740. A New Philosophy 12/2/2007
741. Fabric And Filling 12/5/2007
742. A Marvelous April Morning 4/27/2011
743. A Time Limit 12/5/2007
744. Mesmerized By Song 12/5/2007
745. A Pleasant Change 12/10/2007
746. Goodie Two Shoes 12/12/2007
747. Not Quite Winter 12/14/2007
748. Fallen Angel 12/11/2007
749. Unconfined 12/19/2007
750. Have A Blessed Holiday 12/24/2007
751. Making A Snowman 12/25/2007
752. A Plan 4/24/2011
753. Worthiness 4/24/2011
754. When Will Spring Get Sprung? 4/21/2011
755. Nature's Rage 5/26/2011
756. Fishing Frenzy 8/13/2009
757. Springtime Inspiration 5/26/2011
758. Tissue Issue 5/29/2011
759. Choose To Do 5/29/2011
760. Simple Choices 5/29/2011
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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My Ancestors

The extent of my lineage, I can not trace
When I examine the features of my face…
There are many lines of unrecorded history.
There is a familiarity that creates a mystery.

Where does my endowment ultimately come from?
Who contributed to the human being I have become?
Questions sink into oblivion as my parents decompose.
Because of insufficient information I must foreclose.

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