Welcome to my world of poetry and prose.
WHEN OUR EYES MET
|
|
I knew that
You were the man for me
So brave
When out with
Your brothers
Scouting
Watching
Guarding
Protecting
This tribal
Family
So handsome
I knew that you were
For me
Strong
Powerful
Caring
Loving
Your family
When our eyes met
I knew that
We would be together
Forever
I love the way
That you look
The gentlest of touch
Is mine forever
From this day forth
Love at first sight
© Teresa Helen Joseph-Nelson
3rd January 2015
All Rights Reserved
THE LIGHT OF WISDOM
Fly, fly, and fly
Far and wide
Across the breadths
And lengths of this
Ancient, ancient land
Fly, fly and fly
So high
Seek the ways of our
Ancient ancestors
From these ancient, ancient lands
Of our forefathers, grandmothers
Mother Earth’s world
And our Creator
Creations
Fly, fly and fly
With this golden, golden
Light
To guide you far and wide
Whilst in your glorious flight
Shine this light
Far and wide
Shining our Creators
Bright glistening light
Show the wisdom
Share the wisdom
With young and old
Lands of new
And lands of old
Wisdom and truth
Treasured
Un-measurable
Your light lightning
Up the darkest of darkest
Spaces, places
That needs the light of
Of all creations
Eliminating the shadows
That lurks within
Around all things
Fly, fly
My fellow wise
Feathered friend
Spread the word
And words
Throughout this land
© Teresa Helen Joseph-Nelson
20th May 2012
All Rights Reserved
RAINBOW
WARRIORS OF THE WORLD
Rainbow
warriors are not one people’s
They
are from all walks of life
From
the
North
South
East
West
South
Pole
North
Pole
These
Rainbow Warriors
Are
from all corners of the world
The
seek they will find
They
will fight
They
will win
Their
voices will be heard
Their
actions visually heard
Solidarity
Unity
Harmony
Camaraderie
Will
be their as one
Be
as one
Unite
in all the causes
Their
power and strength
Of
their love and prayers
Joined
Joining
as one
A
circle that cannot be broken
Will
not be broken
They
are the might
The
power
That
can change the faces
The
places
The
Earth
The
seas
The
animals
The
Governments
The
Presidents
The
despots
Without
force or wars
The
Rainbow Warriors
Will
always do it the peaceful way
They
have no fears
They
have known many with fears
They
have shed many tears
Silent
ones
With
all the wrongs
The
injustices
The
Rainbow Warriors of the World
Stand
United
Family
and friends
Kith
and kin
Sisters
and brothers
Faith
is their conviction
Faith
is their commitment
Faith
is their loyalty
Faith
is their faithfulness
Hope
is their strength and commitment
Hope
is their hope springs eternal
Hope
is their optimism
Hope
is their chance for peace
Hope
is that we all walk hand in hand
Hope
is that we keep the circle circular
Not
a break, not a hole
Just
a complete circle of all the colours of the rainbow
Signifying
every man, woman and child
Of
this beautiful world
Signifying
all of our Lords creations
Of
this beautiful world
©
Teresa Joseph Franklin
12th
January 2015
All
Rights Reserved
THE ROAD LESS TRAVELLED
Began with just myself
And my trusted horse
Through the wind
Rain
Sleet
And snow
Ploughing our way through
The tough
And the slow
Terrains
To get to our home
In the mountains of
Canada
Where family
And friends
Await our return
From travels
Of the South
Where kin are
Residing
Both from the
Great Nation
And meet when times
Are tough
And rough
Battle to fight
With all their
Might
Their souls
And belief
For the greater good
For all
Brothers
And sisters
All one
Family
© Teresa Helen Joseph-Nelson
12th May 2012
All Rights Reserved
I belong to the Great Sioux Nation
That is so deep in my soul
💓💔💔💕
A WARM GENTLE GLOW
The soft lingering flame shining
The warming glow radiating
Like the summers sun
Reminders of day’s carefree days
Lazing by the riverside
The walks in the park
A lover’s stroll hand in hand
The joy and bliss of that sweet, sweet kiss
The warm gentle glow diverging
Rippling, flowing like a wave on water
Spreading to the outer atmosphere
Diffusing, strewing
Like there is something magical, mystical floating in
the air
Come, spring, summer, autumn and winter
There will always be
A Warm Gentle Glow
© Teresa Helen Joseph-Nelson
22nd December 2012
All Rights Reserved
Art Work © Josephine Wall
KITTENS THEY GET EVERYWHERE
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 Helen Joseph-Nelson
Updated 12th December 2020
All Rights Reserved
DUSTY
OLD HAT
This
is what it is like
The
violin dusty and rusty
Is
it time to play a new song?
Not
the ones from long ago
The
up to date
Are
you ready and willing to take that chance?
And
not take that long, long glance
You
sit here before me
You
sat here before me
We
did nothing about it
Just
meandered
With
our silent thoughts and feelings
No
screeching
No
harmonious playing a wondrous song
But
what now do you expect from me?
I
cannot do the same ole thing
It
has gone, done and dusted
But
here we sit and look
Both
violin and hat so decrepit
Do
we dust the off
Clean
them both off
Strike
up the new chords
Melodious
Oh
how I need the euphonious
Can
you, could you mellow?
Like
I have done so
Aged
though we are
My
dusty hat and violin
Are
so tuneful
It’s
an immeasurable love
Immersable
love
A
drowning love
There
is no going backwards
This
love will always go forwards
Can
you be ready to dust off that hat?
Can
you be ready to tweak your violin?
Both
of mine are ready and willing
Are
you all right with doing this
Cos
I’m ready
Ready
to swing
Ready
to sing
Cos
it’ll do for me
Are
you ready to leave that town?
That
ole swinging town
Where
swingers are no longer swinging
The
base so, so low
The
piano has lost its tune
Cos
it no longer suits my mode
The
singer lost his voice
You
and I have a choice
This
fool is in love once again
A
fool in love with you
Oh
why can you not see it!
Oh
boy dust off those blues
And
come and join this happy band
Everything
is here
For
your lady love
©
Teresa Helen Joseph-Nelson
United
Kingdom
Reviewed
and updated
6th
December 2020
All
Rights Reserved
A SOUND SO PURE
So certain and sure
A life free of strife
A life that sings
No pulling at the strings
Free of everything
Its sounds so right
It sounds so bright
My heart all a flutter
The petals all in a flurry
Never in a hurry
My heart rhythmic
Full of music
Softly swaying
Playing
The rhythm and rhyme
So sublime
That’s yours and mine
I hear your tune so gently
So softly
There amongst the orchestra playing
You are sat alone, but not alone
Your harp of many strings
A harp sharpened, tuned and honed
The orchestra members begin their gazing
The room so hazy, hazy, hazy
They stare, they glare!
But I never care!
We know the symphony
We need no sympathy
Harper, Harper the orchestras Harpist
Your strings so honed for the next entrance
Harper, Harper, we await your mesmerizing sweet tones
Your mesmerized face tuned and toned
You look my way, oh that special way
That says
“Hey my love”
“There is nothing to fear”
“Never shed a tear”
“I am here”
“Follow the notes, both high and low”
“My precious violinist”
I’m at the ready, yet not steady
Orchestral leader, baton in his hand
Poised and at the ready
He looks at us all
He smiles
His smile always has us reassured
He looks my way
I feel the swaying once again
His whispering voice
Oh now I have no choice
The time is the here and now!
I take a gentle bow
Towards the waiting audience
All I see are mesmerized faces
Waiting, waiting
In anticipation
Oh Harper, Harper
Time to face my fears
No tears
My first ever solo performance
Oh Harper, Oh Harper
Could this be forever after?
You strike your chords
My cue, my cue
Especially for you
All for you
Oh this is surely going to be
A Sound So Pure
© Teresa Helen Joseph-Nelson
United Kingdom
Originally composed
11th February 2014
Reviewed and rewritten
6th December 2020
All Rights Reserved
