IT CAN RAIN ...............New Poem

IT CAN RAIN

It can pour it down

Yet there surely is no frown

Your love is my crown

I miss you so much

I miss your loving touch

This and these moments

Are a scarcity

The rain can keep running down

Just like my tears

Running, running

Streaming, streaming

Till I’m with you

Till you are with me

I’m so sorry for the angry words

Words that I cannot take back!

Words that have hurt you!

Words that had you running away

Now I am living with regrets

Regrets that keep running and running

Through this mind of mine

Memories, memories

Running, running through my head

Now you belong to someone else instead

Time for me to try and keep moving on

On and on

Through this roller coaster ride

That has ripped through this heart of mine

Oh those angry words

Words that have torn our worlds apart

The shame, shame

The blame, blame

Is all my own doing

Now it is your own right

To have walked away

Be with another lover everyday

Here is hoping it will be fortuitous

  And here sit hiding my loneliness

Self-inflicted

Oh we only have one life!

And oh what a life

Oh boy I shall strive

And learn from my biggest mistake ever!

Forever, forever

When I wake in the morning

It’ll all be forgotten

Forget the past

Forget the words

Remembering the happier moments

The rainy, sunny days 

With the greatest of pleasures

I know this heart will go on and on

Oh boy I shall remember our moments

Of bliss, bliss

Joy, joy

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

21^st May 2016

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POWER AND MIGHT (new poem)

Power and Might

An awesome

Sight

Tiger

And cat woman

Strong

Independent

A force to be

Reckoned with

Taking on the weak

And winning the fight

No one can win

There is no room

To lose

No chances to take

This would be a mistake

When life depends

On being the best

Stalking the night

By the moonlight

Eerie

Both walking the night

In need of a prey

Claws outstretched

Ready

And waiting

Eyes at the ready

Frowning

Scanning

The territory

This is their own

Fending off the unwanted

Challengers

Pretenders

To their thrown

Making their presence

Well known

Heads held high

A stance

Ready and waiting

To attack

On this black

Black night

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

19^th May 2016

All Rights Reserved

I DID, AND I DON'T (new Poem)

I DID, AND I DON’T

And it is a definite I won’t

You can say all you want

It’s still I do not want to know

You can masquerade

On your own parade

You know the world that you live in

I’m in mine, so divine

I can sing and dance

To any old merry tune

Not the old classics

You keep passing by

Why?

I’ve told you before

I don’t need you any more

I’m solo

Not sorrowful

I’m happy as can be!

I cannot teach this dance

Yeah go on with your glance

As I keep saying

Your career is your choice and doing

Mine is mine

Still heavenly divine

There is nothing more to say

So why stay?

There is nothing more

There is nothing left

I’m not bereft

I’m not going to grieve

I’ll just roll up my sleeve

Hitch up my skirt

And tip tap away

Those vivid dreams not forgotten

Now they seem so rotten

Rotten to the core

Where you wanted to be center of the stage

Take all the glory

Heck you need to say sorry

The cast and crew

Knew and I knew

And here is the final curtain call!

Stop calling

You are no longer welcome

Rescinded

You’re rights to drop by

Are no longer a right!

It’s all wrong

No more flowers

Those yellow, yellow roses

Hung limp, limp

I’m not imploring, pleading or begging

I’m not stooping that low

Just asking, asking

Leave me alone!

The stage is all yours

The show will go on

But not in the written text

So go “Break a Leg”

Adieu

Goodbye

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

17^th May 2015

All Rights Reserved

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A DREAM A VISION (hopeful poem for all wolves across the globe)

A DREAM A VISION

It’s all here in my hand

Sitting softly, gently

Looking up at me

The look of wonder

You are howling to me

I can see the sadness

Nothing is gladdening

Nothing is happening

One day my friend it will all end

Your sorrows, your pain

Your anguish

I feel it too

Right here within my heart and soul

Beside me stands a lone wolf

Upright

Tall and strong

Alert and observant

Aware of what is going on

He is keeping a vigil

Guarding

He knows

His senses alert

Ears pricked forward

Is this his kith and kin?

That has yet to be born?

A messenger from the other realm

The swirling clouds encircling

The night sky, azure blue

All that I see is

The brightness of the light

That is in the palm of these hands

And the rainbow

Maybe just maybe

This dream and vision

Will happen one day

Maybe!

Hope is eternal

For now I hold this vision

This dream

I know what needs to be done

Can you trust me?

There is much work to be done

Time is not on your side

This where we come in

We feel it all

We will do our best

We will fight, we will be heard

We are your voice, we are the moment

Right here and now!

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

17^th September 2012

All Rights Reserved

Taken from the Wolves book of poems

(c) Living Under The Same Sky