#ASMSG SPRING HAS SPRUNG

Spring Has Sprung

Taken from the anthology ‘Water’

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

SPRING HAS SPRUNG

The freshness, cleanliness, newness

The trees are in their budding view

Everything is becoming alive and new

The crocus, the primroses

The daffodils too

The pounding, beating, and thrashing

Rain has lost its battle

It’s rattled, jangled and unsettled

The birds flying high in the sky

The torrents, the streams

Over flooding

The constant cloudbursts, downpours

Oh the deluges!

Drowning the smallest of the smallest

Will they survive? Can they survive?

Have they take shelter from the rainstorms?

But this deluge is renewing

Exciting, entrancing, enthralling

I could stand here all day

Everyday

Wash these winter blues away

Chase the shadows

The doom and glooms

The stalkers, the trackers

Far, far away

With this deluge of rain

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

6^th April 2013

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#ASMSG The Long, Lonesome Road

The Long, Lonesome Road

Taken from the Anthology ‘Heartfelt Baring All’

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

It’s been long and tough

Lonesome and rough

The trail so bleak

Lonely all by myself

Nothing but my faithful friend

The wide open spaces, the spanses

You could see for miles and miles

Some days blissfully peaceful

Other days resentful

The blistering heat

The freezing cold

The north winds do blow

So surely so

Desolated, isolated

That nothing grows

The rivers and streams flow

Wherever they need to go

Our heads tucked low

We have such a way to go

The saddle is hard, we are so tired

We need a break; a homestead is not far ahead

Our reflections reflecting upon the rivers head

Oh don’t we look a pair?

Shattered, matted, fatigued

Let’s get going my friend

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

6^th April 2013

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#ASMSG The Softest of Sounds

The Softest of Sounds

Taken from the Anthology ‘Heart Music’

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

The softest sounds come from the heart

Where nothing can tear that apart

The sweet, sweet rhythms of a heart beat

The flow of energy, flowing gently

Very much like the ebony and ivory

Of the piano chords

The highs that sound like a whisper

The pounding beat of the low notes

Base drums beating with all that is

Sounding out the rhythms for the ballerina

Tap, tap, tip, tip toeing

Flowing, curving, rolling

The elegance, the grace

So fluent, so self-assured

So self-confident, so self-possessed

The tune, the melody

Striking a balance

For us to swing to

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

5^th April 2013

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#ASMSG PASSION BLACK PANTHER

PASSION

BLACK PANTHER

There is a feeling

Way, way, way

Deep within this soul

This creature that stalks

Haunts, hounds, lurks and prowls

This panther is captive

Imprisoned here within this soul

This beast will never know

You’re as black

As the night

I can feel that sensuous

Stealth, sneakiness, craftiness

Swaying

Backwards

And forwards

Toing and froing

My heart skipping hundreds of beats

Banging and thumping

Against these ribs

I can feel those piercing

Eyes

Penetrating

Right within

Totally

Mesmerizing

I look at you

With these eyes

I shall

Hypnotize

Mesmerize

And pull you

Right in

Like a prey

That is weak

Puny

And scrawny

And here

You will stay

Caged

And never

Let free

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

15^th May 2012

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#ASMSG COLD AS ICE

COLD AS ICE

Shivering, quivering

Trembling, wobbling and weak

The face that you see

Cold as ice

Hoar just like this heart

A mere reflection

Of what you see

Truth, not a lie

Icicles hanging

Like stalagmites

Heavy

Not a thaw in sight

This heart is hardened

Toughened

Roughened

All round the edges

It is like hell has frozen over

This heart and soul

Immobilizing

Every function

Every sense

Every emotion

Agonizingly painful

Stabbing of the heart

Piercing, shooting

Is this what it is all like?

The ending

With no beginning

Cold, cold feeling

Running through this body

Frozen to the bones

I cannot see and end

I cannot pretend

I cannot imagine

Envisage

Visualize

Or conceive

Comprehend

Why you walked away

Leaving me cold

Empty

And all alone

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

 

#ASMSG CASCADING

CASCADING

Taken from the anthology ‘Water’

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

Cascading years and fears

Downwards flows

Washing away the fears and tears

Washing away the wasted years

The rocking, rocking rocks

That has toppled, collapsed, tumbled

Your world

Tattered, battered, shattered

As you have slid and slided

Way down in the depths

Of despair

But down there in the despair

There is a light a shining

Shining so bright, maybe just a glimmer to you and I

But it is there within the tumbled weeds

The moss the stones, the grit and grime

That has gathered over time

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

1^st April 2013

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#ASMSG SEA SHELL

SEA SHELL

You reside in the vast oceans

Sea bed

Quietly

Silently

Then in awhile

As I walk this shore line

I see the most amazing sight

I have ever seen

Hidden amongst the sand

A treasure

A gem

An empty shell

Vacant

Hollow

You have left your shell

Unoccupied

Uninhabited

Deserted

A beautiful shell

A treasure amongst treasures

Right here in the sand

Your colors

The most amazing I have ever seen

Just like a rainbow

After a rainy shower

What holds my eyes

The empty space inside

Pearly

Translucent

Iridescent

Glistening

Glowing

In the days sun

Dare I take you home with me?

For all shells that are on the shore line

And in the sand are free

I have a home

And a place that is free

Sitting you on a window ledge

Where the sun is free

There you can sit

Shining your beauty

For all to see

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

18^th June 2012

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#ASMSG CARPET RIDE

CARPET RIDE

I dreamt that I was

Taking a magic carpet ride

Way beyond

My dreams have ever been

Or seen

This magic carpet ride

So mysterious

Delirious

With joy and happiness

And the feeling of

Total bliss

I just wish that you were here

On this magic carpet ride

Here by my side

Sharing the sensations

Of this heavenly bliss

Where no one can find us

In this land of

None existence

But it is all but a dream

Which we all believe

That maybe one day

It will be real

So surreal

Until then I will dream on

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

22^nd April 2012

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#ASMSG EVEN IN THE DARKEST OF DARKEST

EVEN IN THE DARKEST OF DARKEST

There in the darkest of spaces

Places

Those nooks and crannies

A bright light will remain

Endure no matter what

A light that persists

Through the ages

Never diminishes

Weakens

A light that goes with the tides

Ebbs and flows

Of the oceans

Wide and deep

Day into night

Night into day

There is a constant flow

Of light

Shining

Guiding you through the darkness

Shadows may fall

But that bright light shines

Even on the darkest of shadows

Showing

Revealing

A beauty

That is not there in the day light

Day break

The hues

Blues

In the midnight hour

Shaft of light

From the gigantic trees above

Here we both are

Soaring through

Fact or fantasy

Through this eerie, eerie place

No fear

No terror

Here

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

10^th August 2012

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#ASMSG CLEAR AS THE MOON

Clear as the moon

In the sky

This night that is

Shining so bright

In the most beautiful

Of the blue

The moon glistening

On the lake below

Ripples of silver

White

And royal blue

The land so white

From the winters

Fall of snow

Crisp

Glistening from

The moons light

Tree hanging with the weight of snow

Wolves howling

Braying

On this cold, cold

Night

They see their

Kin

Way above in the sky

And one shadowy figure

In the moons light

Calling

Missing their kin

To come back in

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

8^th May 2012

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#ASMSG I AM CURRENTLY UNSUPERVISED