Saturday 20 December 2014

TIPPING, TAPPING, TOEING

TIPPING, TAPPING, TOEING
To the beat
Beat it out on the streets
Let it be your freedom
Freedom to be
Bringing joy and happiness
Full of fun and glee
This festivity
The joy of coming together
Whatever the weather
The sunshine be yours and mine
The blazing heat
Within our hearts it surely beats
The wind and rain
With much to gain
The glistening snow
Oh what a wondrous show
The tinkering melodies
Melodic to our ears
No matter what our years
Our peers
Tipping, tapping and toeing
Sees us toing and froing
Thoughts of family and friends
Bringing each and every one of them closer
Even though they may be far away
Yet could turn up unexpectedly
The wish, the wishes
The tables laden with heaps of dishes
 And we are still
Tipping, tapping and toeing
Coming and going
With much cheer and cheers
With many blessings
That the year has given us all
May the coming New Year
Brings you all cheer
Blessing a plenty
Peace and Goodwill
On this Heaven and Earth
So keep those feet a
Tipping, Tapping and Toeing
A song in your heart
That’ll never depart
With all my best wishes
To you and yours
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
20th December 2014

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Friday 19 December 2014

WHAT DID MUM SAY TO US?

WHAT DID MUM
SAY TO US?


Now look at the pickle we are in
Mum said that we weren’t to
Go far, well this is as far
As it goes for me

We are stuck in the
Middle of this road
And I don’t know which way to go
Come on you are the eldest
Which way to go??

I am so hungry I could eat
Anything that passes by
What you reckon?
I so want to cry….

Shall we hitch a ride?
Catch the first thing that goes by?
Or wait for mum
Oh heck we are in trouble with her now
This is your entire fault
Not listening to you again
In the future

There’s no need to poke me
I’m not happy either
I’m sorry
I think we should
Go back the way we came
CAN YOU REMEMBER
THE WAY?
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
19th December 2014

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Wednesday 17 December 2014

IT'S WHAT DREAMS ARE MADE OF

IT IS WHAT DREAMS ARE MADE OF
Fairy tales without the puppy dog tails
Fairy tales of long, long ago
Fairy tales when the dreams just flow and flow
Fluttering their golden wings here and there
Her wings so thin that they may break
But never fear they are too strong,
The tips of her wings like the Peacocks
Oh how they shine, oh divine
The magical, mystical little fairy girl
Her hair a golden, golden gleaming colour
She has made a daisy garland that adorns her head
She is the fairy of the land of nature
This little fairy girl holds what is so dear
The trees and all its leaves, the branches reaching
Tall and thin, the trunk so sturdy that it shall not fall
The grass so green, clean and clear
Within her hands she holds a doll
This doll is exactly just like her
Her dress an electric blue, oh what a hue!
When the night falls the stars do shine
Bringing much laughter that is yours and mine
They twinkle, sparkle from heavens divine
If you watch carefully, very carefully
They will be dancing a very happy tune
But these aren’t just twinkling stars oh no!
They are the magical, mysterious, and mythical
Fairies dancing just for you in your midnight dreams
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
26th June 2013
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Taken from the Anthology
Simply Magical

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Tuesday 16 December 2014

WHICH WAY ARE YOU GOING?

WHICH WAY ARE YOU GOING?
You keep toing and froing
Backwards and forwards
With your never knowing
Your hopes and wishes
You keep dashing them why?
You’ve always dreamed of them
But what is scaring you?
I know what it is to dream
Have so many wishes
Hoping that they’ll come true
And see them through
But you!
Not I
Cannot seem to abide
All that seems to reside
Inside
You come to me for counsel
The rain lashing outside
Your head bent against the weather
Hunched back
Pulling your umbrella tighter
Why cannot you be the once renowned fighter?
What happened to you?
That was so you through and through
You had visions
You said
I’m on a mission
But you never saw them through
What happened to you?
“It’s you!”
“I’m in love with you!”
“You through and through”
“You are my mission”
“You are my vision”
“Can you not see?”
“Can you not feel it?”
“Where would I be without you?”
“In a world so cruel”
“But this world without you is unbearable”
“I cannot breathe without you”
“This world of mine is worthless without you”
“Every time I see you I just go weak”
“Weak, weak, weak”
“Then I cannot speak”
“You have me trembling”
“Then I remember the remembering”
“Our times together, whatever, together”
“Can’t you see or feel anything?”
“Like I feel, like I feel!”
“Babe you drive me to insanity”
“This pouring rain is no comfort”
“The crowds drive me insane”
“Every footstep that I take to you is for you”
“I cannot hide, I cannot run”
“I do not want to hide or run”
“Except keep running to you”
“No more toing and froing”
“I’m sick and tired of being alone”
“You should be with me babe!”
“You and I together forever”
“We need to live our lives to be free”
“Free, free, free”
“Free together but as one”
“So come on say something, anything”
“Let me come in out of the pouring rain”
“Forever, together”
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
16th December 2014

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Sunday 14 December 2014

DO YOU SEE WHAT I FEEL

DO YOU SEE WHAT I FEEL
The deafening sounds of thunder
The black and blue skies
Rolling along like the waves
Way up there in the heavens
The cracking lightening
Like my broken heart
Splitting into pieces
Like shards of glass
I hear the clapping thunder
I hear your hands clapping with glee
Did you not know how you made me feel?
Did you not know that you made me happy!
Or were your words not for real?
Then why make this world of mine so surreal?
With your words of love and devotion
You made this world of my feel like heaven on earth
Now all you feel is mirth
And now all I want is for this to disappear
Like the clapping thunder
The striking lightening
The lashing rain
Letting it pound, pound
Washing, cleansing this heart and soul
Oh what a fool!
A huge fool to this world of love
But I’ll stay a devoted fan of love
And one day, yes one day
I’ll follow my heart
And my true destiny
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
14th December 2014

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