IN ALL THE RIGHT PLACES

IN ALL THE RIGHT PLACES

In amongst the familiar faces

Satin and laces

Roses as fresh as daisies

Petals at your feet

Like the barefoot countess

Overseeing her groundless

Lifeless, listless

Pitifulness

Life

The willowy, wispy

Clouds floating way up high

The stream quietly meandering

Here and there

Without a care

Oblivious to the countess

Way up there on the ramparts

Looking downwards

Looking sad

Sadness in her eyes

Could she be wishing and hoping

That she’d rather be elsewhere

Than the stony cold walls

Be with the out of ordinary

The clustering, the gatherings

Of the same old, retold

Over and over again

Heartless, soulless

Their hapless

Ill fadedness

Ill-fated nesses

Where a love is despicable

Loveless, compassionless

Coldness that shivers down the spine

He’s spineless, heartless

That seeps right through the bare bones

A feelingness of a clown

Fed up with the frowns

Round and round

Echoing sounds

Pounding, pounding

Life that is not real

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

3^rd May 2014

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WHY OH WHY? (image moves)

WHY OH WHY?

Must this be the worst goodbye?

When all I needed is you by my side

You’ve torn this love apart

Why oh why?

Why oh why?

You walked out of the door

Not wanting any more

You said

“I’ve had enough”

“Cannot take anymore”

“You’ve changed”

“The passion has gone”

“Your passions have changed”

“You have a different fire”

“I know, but it’s for us”

“It’s yours; it takes you to different places, places I do not like”

“Talk, talk to me don’t walk away”

My heart is bleeding, bleeding

Wanting and needing

For you not to leave

You have been here at the beginning

We’ve both been there from the beginning

Please, please do not say goodbye

We had plans

We had dreams

Dreams that gleamed

But you’d rather they now be flippant

Flippant with a wave of your hand

Buried in the deep, deep sand

So, so sad

That you are saying goodbye

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

1^st May 2014

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