Theresa Ann Moore

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

Theresa Ann Moore Poems

881. Inconvenience 9/10/2013
882. The Stetson 9/11/2013
883. Tracks In The Snow 2/12/2014
884. Nancy 2/12/2014
885. A Bad Day~not 3/7/2012
886. Last Rose Of Summer 11/13/2012
887. Life In A Day 2/13/2012
888. Reaching A Destination 2/18/2012
889. Filled With Wonder 1/18/2012
890. Christmas Traditions 12/9/2011
891. Crazy Weather 7/4/2011
892. Ease Your Mind 6/16/2011
893. Succession 6/15/2011
894. Lasting Memories 5/19/2011
895. Tapestry Of Life 11/30/2007
896. Leaves Of Red 11/18/2007
897. A Visual Conversation 11/7/2007
898. Stroll In The Park 9/15/2007
899. Improve With Age…? 3/27/2007
900. Winter Weariness 3/29/2011
901. Morning Fog 9/5/2007
902. Green Light, Red Light... 7/16/2007
903. What Next? 6/16/2007
904. Lilac Bush 2/10/2011
905. Catch Of The Day 10/16/2010
906. Stay True To Your Convictions 11/2/2010
907. Concealing The Truth 10/24/2010
908. Mending A Friendship 10/9/2010
909. The Willow Tree 10/7/2010
910. An Ant's Last Breath 9/16/2010
911. My Garden Of Joy 9/24/2010
912. Reconnection 9/30/2010
913. Sign On The Dotted Line 9/29/2010
914. Bud In Bloom 9/14/2010
915. Prospect Park 9/13/2010
916. Wedding Bells 9/1/2010
917. Pancakes 8/14/2010
918. Adoption 4/12/2010
919. My Favorite Fruit 2/26/2010
920. Coming Of Age 2/15/2010
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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Haunted

Silence can summon memories that still cling.
It can cause my closed eyes to tearfully sting.
How can nothingness make vivid images appear?
Waking my unconscious mind like a bombardier.

From the stillness, your voice gives a clear overview.
Sorry for pain I put you through; I really did love you.
For a fleeting moment, I visualize a smile on your face.
As I stare into darkness, there is only an empty embrace.

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