Theresa Ann Moore

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

Theresa Ann Moore Poems

921. Pleasing The Judges 3/30/2011
922. Planet Earth 8/21/2007
923. The Philosopher 3/31/2011
924. Embrace The Day 4/1/2011
925. Crossroads And Crossword Puzzles 9/1/2007
926. Night Thoughts 9/4/2007
927. Mrs. Nass 9/5/2007
928. Recognition 9/6/2007
929. New View 9/7/2007
930. Houseplant 9/9/2007
931. Bouncing Pony 9/10/2007
932. Seasons 9/28/2007
933. Lackadaisical 9/29/2007
934. Moderation 9/29/2007
935. Life Altering 9/29/2007
936. Translation? 9/29/2007
937. Lucky Me 9/30/2007
938. An Ode For A Poet 10/1/2007
939. Yard Sale Crisis 10/7/2007
940. The Beauty Of A Rose 10/10/2007
941. Traits 10/11/2007
942. Kaleidoscope Of Life 10/12/2007
943. Wealth 10/14/2007
944. A Cup Of Tea 10/19/2007
945. The Closet Gets A New Face 10/19/2007
946. A Restrained Welcome 10/21/2007
947. What Jesus Might Say… 10/27/2007
948. An Internal Poem 10/28/2007
949. Cola 10/28/2007
950. Solitude 10/28/2007
951. The Last Chapter 10/28/2007
952. The Worker 10/28/2007
953. Curiosity 10/28/2007
954. How Are You This Morning? 10/29/2007
955. Trick Or Treat 11/1/2007
956. My Hometown 9/15/2007
957. Depot Town 9/21/2007
958. A Visit To The Psychiatrist 9/21/2007
959. What Is Your Emergency? 9/21/2007
960. Abuse 11/8/2007
Best Poem of Theresa Ann Moore

Retirement

After thirty years the day of decision has come
It is time to consider quitting and reducing stress
You fear you will be bored and have the doldrums
Time to slow the rapid pace and go out for recess.

It’s a good idea to take time for some relaxation
Working overtime results in multi-digit taxation
Take a boat and paddle to a quiet fishing spot
Retirement is your reward for that stomach knot

Lift the years of pleasing the boss and immobility
Place them on the table next to responsibility
Let someone else be at the controls; take a cruise
It’s time to ...

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The Fog

A veiled wall of misty low hanging clouds
Mysteriously conceals and restrictively shrouds.
Visibility is far from marvelous this morning…
Travelers appear from the fog with no warning.

With uneasiness, I peer into the cold space ahead.
I am in familiar surroundings, but feel lost instead.
The road before me beckons, as I apply the brake…
Accelerating without caution could be a serious mistake.

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