Theresa Ann Moore

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

Theresa Ann Moore Poems

761. Panic Attack 6/3/2011
762. Extending The Light 6/4/2011
763. Have A Blessed Holiday 12/24/2007
764. Making A Snowman 12/25/2007
765. A Plan 4/24/2011
766. Worthiness 4/24/2011
767. Pachyderm Painter 6/6/2011
768. Middle Of The Night 6/7/2011
769. Rumble Of Thunder 6/10/2011
770. It Is Over 6/10/2011
771. Surviving 6/11/2011
772. Stand-In Stranger 6/12/2011
773. Folklore Forecast 6/17/2011
774. The Race 6/18/2011
775. Unnamed Father 6/19/2011
776. Now Is Not Forever 6/19/2011
777. Fragile Blooms 6/20/2011
778. Flip - Flop 6/21/2011
779. Priceless 6/24/2011
780. Proceed With Caution 6/25/2011
781. Reality Check 6/24/2011
782. Love Connection 6/24/2011
783. You Are Happy 6/24/2011
784. Look Out! 6/25/2011
785. Disappointing Flavor 6/15/2011
786. Celebrate Green 6/27/2011
787. Hours Cascade 6/28/2011
788. Brave Face 6/29/2011
789. Hummingbird 7/2/2011
790. Tell Me, Mr. Casanova 7/2/2011
791. Summer Roundabout 7/3/2011
792. Not Real 10/14/2009
793. Impossible To Replace 6/30/2011
794. Favorite Sandwich 7/5/2011
795. Miss You 7/8/2011
796. Wonder Woman Alter Ego 7/11/2011
797. Shade Provider 7/12/2011
798. Night Worries 7/9/2011
799. Available Label 7/13/2011
800. Pizza Satisfaction 7/17/2011
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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