WHEN I'M LOST

WHEN I’M LOST

I look to the being a soldier of love

I’ll strive and hopefully arrive

At my destination

Without hesitation

No bullets or guns

Just a peaceful

Soldier for love

Where heaven is our place here on this earth

Do you feel the same?

That this soldier of love

Is not a game

We are serious

Enigmatically, mysterious

Yet we shout it from the roof tops

Shout it from the mountain tops

Hoping, hoping that someone will hear us

We all want the same thing

Love, Love

From the heavens above

Yet we soldier on and on

Dreaming, dreaming and dreaming

For love, love and more love

We all want it

We all need it

We all need the power of love

We all need the tenderest moments with love

We all need the passion of love

We need love

In the summer, spring, autumn and winter

Oh come and find me

Make me happy

Yet I will soldier on

For as long as it takes

Even through the mistakes

I will soldier on and on

Grasping, gasping

In my nakedness

In my bareness

Just for you and you alone

So come soldier take me as your own

I’m the one who needs you

I’m the one who wants you

So come soldier of love take, take me

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

26^th June 2015

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MYSTERIES OF STONEHENGE

MYSTERIES OF STONEHENGE

It has been said the stones

Were built

As the solar

And lunar calendar

Way back then

In time of the

Bronze Age

The beauty

The myths

The legends

The stories

Be told

Way back then

From ancestor

To ancestor

Druids

Pagan

Festivals

Including

Everyone

With the knowledge

And experiences

Of way back then

Princes

Princess

Stories of old

Retold

Time and time

Again

Celebrating

The mid-summer

Solstice

Around the

Magical

Mysterious

Stones

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

13^th May 2012

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TAKEN FROM THE BOOK OF POEMS

HEARTFELT BARING ALL 

HOPE

HOPE

Hope is where the heart is

Hope is when you open the door

Hope is hoping that love will arrive

Hope is hoping that there is not much to strive

Hope is hoping you will come back

Hope is that the light comes back

I’m opening the door

Where there is much more

A strong shaft of light

That can conquer this fright

I’m not sure of anything anymore

But I so want, need much more

My hope is for ever more

Even if you do not come back

It wasn’t through trying

But it was your lack

Lack of trying

Yet here I stand

With my hand

Tentatively, hesitantly

Love has taught me to be cautious

Love has taught me to be patient

Love has taught me it can all go wrong

Love has taught me it can be a splendid thing

A heart full of joy, bliss

This heart does surely miss

So today I am placing hope in first place

A hope for you and me

That there is a better place

A place of real hope

For love and adoration

For our duration

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

24^th June 2015

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WINGS OF GOLD

WINGS OF GOLD

Behold

This heavenly sight

Halo so bright

Shining with Heavens

Delight

Sent from above

A sure sign of love

A love so unconditional

Total

Complete

The Angels wings

Reaching to Heavens

Sky

Feathers dusting

The evening skies

Stars shining way above the sky

Our Angel from above

Sitting

Serenely

Ribbons of gold

Behold

Swirling with the breeze

Our Angels robe

So, so gold

Vision of porcelain

Figurine

Shimmering

Within the Heavenly

Light

So bright

Behold

Heavenly

Angel

A prayer away

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

24^th June 2015

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THERE IS ALWAYS A GUARDIAN ANGEL

THERE IS ALWAYS A GUARDIAN ANGEL

Watching

Listening

Silently there beside us

A silent whisper

A gentle breeze

What feels like a brush on the head

A goose bump

A tickling feeling

Their way of letting us know they are here

And there

Never far

Walking silently

Sitting silently

Whilst we all sleep

Our guardian angel

Saying her silent prayers

For all of us

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

22^nd June 2015

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THE LONG ROAD AHEAD (part of my life story)

THE LONG ROAD AHEAD

That leads to my homestead

Rich and pure

That is for sure

It’s a lonely road

Just wish that you had been here

But you’d rather be back there

Instead of here

I cannot go back

I cannot back track

That road so troubled, worried

That carried such falsities

Fallacies

Jealousy’s

You’d rather I’d stayed

Stayed in a cocoon

With no room

You’d rather I’d be by your side

Where there was no room

Room to breath

Breath of breath

It would have been my death!

You loathed the successes

You loathed the adulations

You loathed the admirations

But you loved my weaknesses

Yet these were and are my strengths

Strengths to walk away

Walk right, right away!

To my homestead faraway

The long road ahead

It’s where I’m a heading

It’s loveless

Yet covet less

The clouds maybe grey

But I am going anyway

To a future that has been destined

My destiny

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

26^th January 2014

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