DEEP ROOTED

DEEP ROOTED

The problems we hold onto

So way deep, deep inside

They pull us down and down

Side to side

We don’t let them go

We hang onto them like a treasured gem

Afraid of what might happen

With the deep, deep rooted core

What’s more?

They won’t let go of us

We lug them around

We try to toss them aside

But once more we glide

Down on a helter skelter ride

To the slippery sliding deep rooted

Chasm and abyss

Where fighting is amiss

You struggle each day

You struggle each night

The day turns to night

The night turns to day

The deep root is still there

Whichever way you turn

You yearn you want

You need

You cannot get

But yet

It is obvious

You just cut it loose

This noose

This Ruse

This subterfuge

It’s all in the mind

But feels so real

Real as real

Can be

They straggle

They haggle

They make deals with your soul

Your feelings

Your passion

Your compassion

You scream

You holler

CRYING OUT LOUD!

Let me go

Only you can let go

FOR CRYING OUT LOUD

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

5^th December 2015

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SNOW, SNOW, LET IT FLOW

SNOW, SNOW, LET IT FLOW

OH NO!

Snow, snow you flow so much oh no!

The wind howling, whistling around every nook and cranny

Everything is so cold to the touch

The window pane freezing cold

The trees bending, bowing, trying to stand upright precariously

The wind from the East strong and powerful like a beast

Hungry for power, sovereignty

The tiny flakes of snow swirling, curling

Just like a maelstrom

Scrambling frenzied vortex

Sucking all the remains of winters fallen debris around and around

Oh so cold and frenzied outside

But here I stand and watch the frenzy

Snuggled up and warm inside

Warm enough to be in the minimalistic

Mother Nature intention

Coffee in hand, warming soothing the ravages of the exterior

Oh snow, snow!

Baron and bare

That much you dare!

But we do not despair

Spring is on its way hooray!

The flowers start to shoot and bloom

Comforting, warming the room

Just like a rose budding, and in full bloom

Oh snow, snow you won’t be here for long

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

4^th December 2015

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I'VE WALKED THIS LONG MILE

I’VE WALKED THIS LONG MILE

So many, many times

Where nothing seemed to have rhymed

The planes and trains

The familiar strains

The glances

The stares

Where no one really cares

The black and white

When we feel all is right

The hidden eyes

Oh what a disguise!

Or is it a surprise?

The illusionary illusion

Deluded by delusion

The cable cars

Rattle and rattle

Shaking our very being

Cursory, desultory

This urban life

So cosmopolitan

Where there is so much strife

We live, we breathe

But we carry on with our lives

Not knowing

Never knowing

Our neighbor’s lives

How they survive

Do they survive?

The cursory hello or goodbye

A high five

The vehicles rushing by

Focused, focusing

Not looking side by side

Eyes peeled

Hands on the wheel

Sullen looking morose

The cobbled streets

So uneven under our feet

Where we could gather and meet

But no one seems to bother

It’s a world so impersonal

Where is the interpersonal?

Gone? With the way with life

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

3^rd December 2015

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REFLECTION

REFLECTION

In the real world we show

What we want others to see

Not the real us

The real you and I

Fake at times

Living a lie

Just to get by

In a world full of hate

Mistrust

Suspicions

Doubts

Distrust

Giving only what we want others to see

And hear

Keeping it covered

Hidden

Concealed

Secreted

Secretive

Unknown

An air of mysteriousness

Is maybe the key

Enigmatic

Cagey

Just like a bird

Wary to fly

High

Is this the world before us?

Living in cages

Being too cautious

Evasive of who we really are

Beautiful

From the outside in

A mirrored image

A reflection

Of the beauty of the hawk

Powerful

Free

And wild

Unattached

Detached

From all the is unreal

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

1^st December 2015

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THE MAGIC OF THE DAY

THE MAGIC OF THE DAY

The morning sun

Gleaming, shimmering on this new day

Shining its light so bright

The rivers, streams and oceans

Echoing their delight

The clouds floating by in their unfamiliar way

Fluffy and soft

Way up there in the loft

The flowers and leaves

Lifting their heads up and up

To the sun’s rays

Catching the glittery rays

Happy as can be

The river rippling, flowing with the

MAGIC OF THE DAY

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

5^th September 2013

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