Amazed…

I am amazed at how we could all
Look up at the open skies and see
Something different from each other.
In response to, ‘What do you see? ‘
No answer given would be wrong.
Perception is a way of understanding,
Or interpreting something.
It is a mental impression.
With this said, we ought
To see and accept each other
In spite of our differences.
You Say Potato, I Say Patato
You Say Tomato, I say Tamato
Neither way is wrong.
I’m amazed and I welcome
The experience of another mind.
I’m amazed how we view
The color purple
And yet refer to it differently.
God is truly a God of diversity.
I am in awe of His magnificence.
Amazed…

Jeanette Telusma

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A Cold Christmas

Supposedly, Christmas ought to be cold.
Certainly not in my neck of the woods.
A few years back we visited New York.
We were determined to experience a cold Christmas.
Well, we got there and enjoyed the atmosphere
In a very familiar way.
It was cold but not Snow cold.
We were in search of a cold Christmas.
We were in search of Snow.
This strange question popped in my mind.
Were we destined to experience Snow?
Could it be that we were only built for tropical weather?
Things that make you go hmmmm…..

Jeanette Telusma

At The Beach

There are times our inner man longs for the beach.
It craves for Salah moments, beautiful and peaceful.
Living near the waters would be my hearts delight.
Such a place would mean waking up in the wee hours of the morning.
I would sit and breath in the fresh air that engulfs the atmosphere.
I would gaze into the distance of the sea pass the horizon.
Imagine walking until you reach where the sky and sea meets.
Imagine for just a moment, walking across the ocean…
Into the vastness of the early morning light.
Pure delight…
This is where I pen away. This is where my thoughts run.
The scent, scenery, the sensation, all in one.
What a Magnificent Creator

Jeanette Telusma

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This is where I plan to be this Thanksgiving week ❤

The Start of A New Day

Right before dawn the atmosphere shifts.
My senses heightened with anticipation.
I’ve waited patiently for this day to arrive.
The start of a new day.
The sun beams with such radiance,
I’m compelled to open the curtains that serve as barriers.
Oh the sweet smell of exhilarating fragrance.
As the sun streams in I notice every corner exposed.
Every dark corner must show it’s self,
for a new day has come.

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No longer able to hide under the covers.
The barriers have risen up to let the sun through.
It’s time for the start of a new day.
As I stand and witness transformation in the air,
I’m filled with great joy, peace and aspiration.
With this new shift I’m convinced change is always good.
It signifies a new leaf on life, a new level of maturity.
Somehow it confirms what was felt from within.
Prior to this point, it was hard at times.
But I kept on moving forward
because I knew it would all work out for my good.
I am much wiser now, muscles toned.
Confidence is now my middle name.
I stand on a firm foundation, not of my doing.
A new day has come and I welcome it with all my being.

Jeanette Telusma

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It’s Raining

Drip drop, drip drop.
It’s raining. It’s pouring.
No complaints here.

Drip drop, drip drop.
Rain you’re welcome any time.
There’s never a dull moment.

Drip drop, drip drop.
Although there may be thunder
Although there may be lightning.
You’re welcome.

Drip drop, drip drop.
So much fun to dance in the rain.
Drenched from head to toe.
It’s okay…

Drip drop, drip drop.
You see, without you,
Everything is at a stand still.

Drip drop, drip drop.
The trees are able to grow.
You quench our thirst.

Drip drop, drip drop.
It’s raining, it’s pouring.
A sign of change.


Jeanette Telusma

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