PITTER PATTER

PITTER PATTER

What does it matter?

It can gush, it can rush

It can pelter like a helter skelter

Churning

Round and round

Lashing, smashing, pounding

Love the pouring rain

The sound so soothing

Comforting

Washing the day away

All the worries and the stresses

Love standing in the rain

Makes you want to sing

Dance, prance

Flounce

Love the sound of the rain

The beat

The rhythm

Like the beating drum

Pounding its own beat

The rise and fall

High beat, low beat

Falling, falling

Rising, rising

Louder and louder

Love the rain

Bringing us back to the beats of life

Softly, gently

Centrally

Lovingly

Heart warmingly

Pitter patter

Let it splatter

Let it be no matter

Let it scatter

Like the new seeds in the wind

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

17^th September 2012

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I'M READING AND WRITING ------ New Poem

I’M READING AND WRITING

Oh how exciting!

Even my dragon friend has given up on the fire and flames

We’re both just relaxing

Even that can be taxing

Has anyone else had this feeling?

We look for something to do

We’re looking at you sometimes

Wondering if we should bother you

Oh you know scare you

Frighten the pants off you

But we cannot be bothered

It’s too hot to do

This summer heat, this missing heartbeat

Our slurry tongues

Shut so tight and oh what a sight

Even we are at a fright

Cos we cannot do a thing

So here I sit and trying to write

Oh and read

The pages story so gloomy

That I can no longer bear

There is a romance and someone is not being fair

Someone is feeling rejected and boy does he care

Now that sounds and looks like someone!

Gruber laying here beneath me

Forlorn and saddened

Oh dear me!

But let’s get back to the story

As you can see I’m a fairy

Airy fairy

Light and airy

Flitting here and there

And yes I can scare you!

You just don’t know when I will and can

It’s part of my nature

Natural and a natural instinct

So watch out!

I can hear you shout!

But we mean no harm really

We just like to say hello

Our very own hello

Pesky little airy fairy

So Gruber and I

Will sit and lay awhile

On this very day

Watching and waiting

Anticipating

Your very move

Then we get in our groove

Flipping and flapping

Way up there so high in the sky

No roaring flames

From Gruber

Just a very silent

Willowy whisper

In one of your ears

Letting you know we are near

Very, very near

So walk silently, quietly

Then maybe, just maybe you’ll know we are here

So we’ll sit a while

Let the time pass for awhile

And just enjoy these moments

Watching you all in your everyday mode

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

8^th July 2017

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OUR WORLD

Our world

We are all sitting somewhere on a

A chair in our own homes

A bench in the garden the park

Or avenue

A stool in a bar

Or at our desks

Standing on a

Pavement

A sidewalk

The grasses

The sand at the beaches

In our own homes

The gardens

The parks

Watching and observing

Everyone that is there

Taking in the magic?

Or just a stare

What if we care?

Instead of just letting it passes over

Strolling along on this world of ours

Heaving

Shoving

Pushing

Shouldering

Over-crowding

Jostling for spaces

The vast open spaces

Now going and gone

Construction

Erection

Creation!!!

Production

It is everywhere

Destruction

Our lands near and far

Demands

Pressures

Stresses and strains

What are we gaining?

Winning

Or is the losing?

With nothing to gain

Do we fight back?

Or let it go?

This is our world

Do we want or need it so

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

13^th June 2014

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LIGHTEST OF LIGHTS, BRIGHTEST OF LIGHTS

LIGHTEST OF LIGHTS

BRIGHTEST OF LIGHTS

So fragile

So delicate

So gentle

Can it be meek and mild?

Wild with its light

Shining

A shimmering gold light

Elusive never

Even in the darkest corners

Even in the darkest corners of your mind

There is always a light

A light of hope

A light of love

Shining

Gently

Softly

Tantalizing

Every sense

Tempting

Enticing

So appealing

It brightness

Luring

Attracting

All that is beautiful

The moth

The butterfly

The glittering

Shimmering

Fireflies

Illuminating

The evening skies

Wondrous

Miracles

I am so hypnotized

Fascinated

Mesmerized

With this lightness of feelings

The warming

Glow

Resonating this heart and soul

Deep within

No muffling

No muting

No hushing

No silencing

This wondrous

Beauty

Before us all

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

13^th August 2012

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Taken from the book of poems

© Sunburst And Flames

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Teresa Joseph-Franklin Mentoring Poet

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