OPEN YOUR EYES

OPEN YOUR EYES

OPEN YOUR EYES

NOW

NOW

RIGHT NOW

Painting pretty pictures does not work

Won’t work

Trying to disguise her face

Her place

Masking over the cracks

The holes

Mother Earth is now raging

Fighting back

No more obscurity

No masking

Painting pretty pictures

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

18^th July 2012

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THIS WORLD OF OURS, THOUGHTS FROM A POET

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

26^th June 2012

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I SIT AWHILE

I sit awhile in this great outdoors

Breathing in the air

So clear

So clean

So fresh

I think of you whilst sitting here

Wondering how you are

It is great to be in the great outdoors

A time to relax

A time to calm down

To unwind

And let it all go

A time to reflect of the wonders

And miracles

That happens in our lives

Especially at this present moment in time

And be forever eternally grateful

For all the good

The kindness

And

Friendships bring

To each and everyone

Blissful to be out in the great outdoors

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

15^th June 2012

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PONDERING THE PONDERING

Pondering the pondering

Whilst sitting here on the edge of this jagged ledge

Pondering a point

Thoughtful

Thinking

Brooding

Assessing

The next steps

Life can be

Rough and tough

But here I sit

Alone

But not alone

My thoughts

Running

Racing

Cogitating

Deliberating the next move

Decisions

Decisions

No I am not jumping off the edge

Life is too precious to do that

The wide open space

Is the best place

There is quietness

Stillness

Powerful force

Strong

Sturdy

That has stood the test of time

Friends have become strangers

Or is it that I have become the stranger

Grown in stature

Moved on

With my life

Away from all that was

Life before is now my stranger

On a very distant shore

Friends I have said goodbye too

Wished them well

Bade farewell

But those that remain

Are the true

Truly

The best

They have seen it all

Heard it all

Trusted

Faithful

Dependable

Believed in me

Had faith in me

Spurred me on

At times kicked this butt

But now as I sit here on this ledge

Who now stays?

And who goes?

Who knows?

Maybe time to see how it goes

Make the decisions

As life rolls along

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

15^th June 2012

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Snow Snow everywhere

Snow Snow everywhere
snow snow do i care
snow snow live it breath it
snow snow love it keep it
snow snow a poets delight

(c) Teresa Joseph Franklin

Is it now time that we are recognised ?

We are writers of poetry
Isn't it time?
We are writers
When is the time?
We are writers
Is this our time?
We are writers
Our works and words means so much
A loving touch
That means so much
We are writers

(c) Teresa Joseph Franklin