An Interview with Teresa Joseph Franklin by Owen Jones

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STRIPPED YET ENFOLDED

STRIPPED YET ENFOLDED

Stripped to the core

Where I cannot be stripped anymore

All is revealed, exposed and disclosed

You know my strengths, my weaknesses

You know my heart, my soul, my all

Yet here I am stark naked, so uncovered

With nothing more to be discovered

Except a passion that is unending, unbending

It has me in its grips, within these finger tips

But with this passion it is enduring, enfolding

Revealing all of my senses

The feelings, the touches, that I love so much

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

19^th September 2013

LIVING LIFE ON THE EDGE

LIVING LIFE ON THE EDGE

Looking out to the horizons threshold

Holding what is so dear, and clear

The rainbows may not be showy

The clouds yet to be clear

The waves a pounding

Pounding like this heart

Never will be part ever again!

We lost each other once, then twice

And possibly thrice

But never ever again!

Our paths had crossed, crossed over bridges

Walked past each other in the street

Oh why did we not meet?

You smiled and I sighed

But we just passed on by

Right down that street!

But now you are here, so near

So dear

The light that has shined on a darkened world

Bring laughter and tears

For many years

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

18^th September 2013

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LION CUB (Wednesday cutee)

Lion Cub

Joining the club

Soft

And golden

Eyes wide open

Staring at the land

Before him

Places to explore

Trees

And branches

Not ignored

Ears alert

Listening

To every sound

Around

And

About

Before him

Birds singing

And cawing

His brothers

And sisters

Below playing

And messing around

Mum and dad

Just standing back

Watching

And listening too

Just like you

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

12^th May 2012

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KITTENS THEY GET EVERYWHERE (Sunday Funny and Cutee)

KITTENS THEY GET EVERYWHEERE

You’re in my hair

Up my stairs

This is so unfair

You’re sitting on my favorite

Chair and then you stare

With a look that says

‘I dare you’

But I dare not for

You will win the fight

And give me such a

Fright

Kitten you get everywhere

Falling down those stairs

With that woeful stare

Meowing, crying because

You think no one cares

Kitty you are up the curtains

Watch out when they get

Back in

Oh kitty

What trouble you’re in

And that is a certainty

Kitty what is going to happen?

When you get older

Hopefully much wiser

No more antics

Causing the humans

The attack of the panics

Oh well let’s just wait and see

But I love you really

Just don’t like this

Sitting on my head

My bed

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

19^th April 2012

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