Bouquet Of Regret

Bouquet Of Regret
By Kira A. Moore

Around me,
Flowers bloom,
From hand,
To horizon,

An endless
Array of
And white,

A life sized,
50s television.

Each petal,
A maybe,
A might have been,
If I could,

I gather them,
To my heart,
A bouquet,
Of regret.

New Site…


As I just realized, I made a silly mistake back when I first created this blog.

Simply put, I misspelled the web address, using two R’s instead of two O’s in Morre… er, make that Moore.

This caused WordPress to say that my blog didn’t exist. You could get here through the error page but it was confusing, so I now made a new blog with the same name but the correct web address:

I am going to transfer all my content over to the new site, but it’s going to take a little time.

I will double post until I get everything moved and then I will take this one off line.

Thank you for your understanding and please feel free to tease me for this!

Thank you all,


Oops, forgot to add the link… kiramoorescloset