Theresa Ann Moore

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

Theresa Ann Moore Poems

1041. Continuance 7/20/2009
1042. Cascade Of Lemonade 8/14/2009
1043. Summer Melt Down 8/10/2009
1044. A Rare Breed 8/6/2009
1045. Nose Job 7/9/2009
1046. Moth And Flame 7/31/2009
1047. What Is Important? 9/29/2009
1048. The Thompson Building 9/27/2009
1049. Cooling Creativity 8/20/2009
1050. A New Point Of View 9/22/2009
1051. Approval 9/15/2009
1052. Inspiring Rhyme 9/8/2009
1053. Spring 3/18/2008
1054. Survivor 3/22/2008
1055. You’re Invited 3/23/2008
1056. Jelly Beans 3/30/2008
1057. Satisfied Hunger 4/1/2008
1058. The Endless Day 3/27/2008
1059. I Am 4/8/2008
1060. A Portrait 4/19/2008
1061. Prophecy… 4/17/2008
1062. Satin Glass 4/30/2008
1063. Love Songs 5/13/2008
1064. Holding On And Letting Go 2/20/2008
1065. For A Moment 2/20/2008
1066. My Cat The Acrobat 2/14/2008
1067. A Day For Love 2/14/2008
1068. Crossing Over 2/12/2008
1069. A Paper Heart 2/10/2008
1070. Pausing To Say Goodbye 2/11/2008
1071. Realization Of Joy 2/27/2008
1072. A Marionette 3/2/2008
1073. Selective Amnesia 3/3/2008
1074. Reason 3/3/2008
1075. An American Artist 3/15/2008
1076. Caring People 3/1/2008
1077. Riches Of A King 3/8/2008
1078. Realization 8/3/2008
1079. Attain…what Remains? 8/7/2008
1080. Ocean Glass 7/24/2008
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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No Farewells

I have to admire the optimistic view you had
You refuse to dwell on the news that was bad
Life was for living fully and not sadly lamenting
Looking death in the eye you were not consenting

You had too many things to do, and could not sit idly
Your bountiful green garden made you beam widely
White lilies were blooming; you inhaled the lovely smell
Your days were very busy; there is no time to say farewell

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