Theresa Ann Moore Poems

She wears an exquisite
Wide-brimmed hat of shade
Adorned with delicate flowers
Perfect for an Easter parade
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Gypsy girl without a home
Traveling from town to town
Never dwelling in one place
Spirit free… with eyes of brown
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The big brown bear
Roamed into the town
He toddled to the square
With a snarl and a frown
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There are a variety of colors and flavors
Soft with gooey sweet tastes to savor
Pick a color and guess what’s in store
All are favorites… sneak back for more
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Is everything prearranged and destined to be?
Does destiny have an upper hand…or is choice ours?
Are events in the future predicted with accuracy…
Ahead of scheduling…by the position of the stars
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Beauty on canvas draws scrutinizing attention
A likeness capturing breath on a flat dimension
Eyes with peaceful joy have an inner glow
Your fixed gaze makes inquisitiveness grow
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The riches of a king I have
None gilded with precious gold
Peace of mind with family fed
These are the treasures I hold
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I am the sweetness of honey from the bee
I am the fragrance from the magnolia tree
I am the soil beneath your feet lending
The strength upon which you are depending
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The night fills with dimmed hues and unforeseen surprises
Opalescent moonbeams dance lightly on rippling streams
Opaque curtains of solitude surround before sight realizes
Transforming summer splendor into a muted rush of dreams
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It is difficult to find words to define
The qualities of virtue that describe
Sensitive eyes of the rainbow mind
Poetry that approaches the sublime
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