Thursday, 18 September 2014


This is not an aggressive walk
Nor an attacking walk
This is just my walk
That I walk with pride
Striding along
Head held high
Walking straight
With a bounce in my step
Feeling good
The day is good
The weather is good
And all the pride
Is enjoying the sun
No rain
On my mane
So hate that rain
I get matted and knotted
Takes ages to dry
Then there is the preening
I mean it has to be done
Cannot stop being the best
The leader of the pride
Cannot ignore this handsome fella
Now there is no ego in me
Just saying …….
I just need to keep in
Tip top condition
For the ladies
And the cubs
A mans has got to do
What a man’s got to do

© Teresa Joseph Franklin
18th May 2012

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Monday, 15 September 2014


Cascading years and fears
Downwards flows
Washing away the fears and tears
Washing away the wasted years
The rocking, rocking rocks
That has toppled, collapsed, tumbled
Your world
Tattered, battered, shattered
As you have slid and slided
Way down in the depths
Of despair
But down there in the despair
There is a light a shining
Shining so bright, maybe just a glimmer to you and I
But it is there within the tumbled weeds
The moss the stones, the grit and grime
That has gathered over time
© Teresa Joseph Franklin
1st April 2013

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