Theresa Ann Moore

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

Theresa Ann Moore Poems

1001. Marbles In A Jar 2/21/2008
1002. Twin Boys 8/14/2010
1003. I Am A Tree 10/10/2010
1004. Old Things 9/30/2010
1005. The Heidelberg Project 7/10/2011
1006. Spring Tease 3/18/2013
1007. A Folk Dance 9/24/2010
1008. Beneath The Surface 11/25/2009
1009. The Robin’s Song 4/24/2008
1010. Unselfish Love 4/7/2008
1011. The Grocery List 3/27/2007
1012. Spectator Sports 11/18/2007
1013. Last Days Of Summer 9/8/2007
1014. Yellow 3/12/2008
1015. Dying With Dignity 4/22/2010
1016. Vernal (Spring) Equinox 4/3/2007
1017. Identity Change 6/30/2011
1018. Gibber Jabbing 3/10/2008
1019. Old Christmas Cards 12/23/2007
1020. A Good Time 8/23/2009
1021. Deflated Expectations 12/15/2007
1022. A Sunny Day 11/30/2007
1023. Thank You 11/28/2007
1024. Missing Keys 12/11/2007
1025. Reflections 12/3/2007
1026. Beauty 11/17/2007
1027. What Jesus Might Say… 10/27/2007
1028. Night Thoughts 9/4/2007
1029. Good Bye, My Friend 7/26/2007
1030. In The Eye Of The Beholder 4/15/2007
1031. Interpretation 6/23/2007
1032. Roses, Rainbows And Butterflies 6/30/2007
1033. Rocky The Rottweiler 6/30/2007
1034. Ps And Qs 6/28/2007
1035. Lucky 7/7/7 7/7/2007
1036. Have You Ever… 7/13/2007
1037. Hugs 3/22/2007
1038. A Little Laughter 9/6/2010
1039. Russell Stover Assorted Chocolates 12/31/2009
1040. Dying 1/23/2010
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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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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