Samantha Beardon's Blog, page 43

The little Things

It’s the little things that spark the memories

The simple things that warm the heart

Reminders of you in life’s accessories

Like a summer day and a walk in the park

It’s the little things that spark the memories

The complex things that chill the heart

Reminders of problems in life’s accessories

Like a thunderstorm and no light in the dark

It’s the little things, that make me review

the good and the bad, of my life with you

The way you reach and hold my hand

The days you don’t listen, don’t understand

It’s the little things that make me review

Weigh the good, the bad what makes me blue

Our song on the radio, your tired smile

Remind me you go that extra mile

It’s the little things that spark the memories

The simple things that warm the heart

Reminding me of our shared treasuries

The reasons we stay and do not part

 

Fantasy

Sharing  our intimate fantasies

We need trust,to stop tragedies 

 Unlocking our ideas exciting immense

Exploring wildness  feelings intense

So many situations we could try out

Sharing ideas, time and about 

Making the pictures held in our heads

Come alive and become real instead

Partners in pleasure trying our dreams

Rising so high within the jet stream

Ideas so sensual,so carefree, so freeing

Maintaining excitement and a relationship  intriguing

Words

Words,those insubstantial marks on the page

Concepts from the mind, retrieved from life’s  stage

Words those insignificant sounds, reaching our ears

Communicating our  needs, joys, and fears

What makes those words such a potent force?

When each receiver, tunes in, differently!  Of course!

Words. The pictures produced in the receiver’s  mind  

 Influenced by  experiences, perceptions,  beliefs inside

Words  paint pictures of concepts we feel a need to express 

Words evoking reaction, maybe that’s a writer’s success

Words, those insubstantial marks on the page

Beguiled….Bewitched

The messages and the pictures

Seem to beguile and bewitch us

Add another layer to infinity

Bring us closer, you and me

The messages and the pictures

Fill in blanks,

 remove strictures

Leave me breathless

Happiness endless

The you I see

Beguiles me

The messages and the pictures

Sent to beguile and bewitch us.

Carrot and Stick

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Staying true to self

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Meme. Chess

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Dark of the night

I lay on a bed 

In the dark of the night

Twisting and turning

Dreaming tight

Dressed  all in satin

A sensuous sight

A sacrifical pose

From a satanic rite

You are beside me

Your breath on my skin

I welcome your presence

A reprise to begin

My world and my lover

You left me, chagrin

Now you are back

Great joy set to win

I feel immortal

Your touch energise

You make me whole

I forgive you your lies

I turn towards you

Then let out a scream

Dressed all in black

A dark angel you seem

Is this the darkness

That fills your soul

Those feathered wings 

Hyperbole

You bend to kiss me

Then suck  out my breath

Am I the sacrifice

You, the angel of death

I seem to diminish 

My breathing to stop

No I must fight

I will survive, will I not

I lay on a bed 

In the dark of the night

Twisting and turning

Radiating light.

Memory Spring. Meme

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Exploration

Sometimes we explore all realms of being

Life, and emotions it’s totally freeing

Trust that binds us allows for sharing

All ideas pondered, our intimacy baring

Expression lands us raw and intense

Ideas unlocked excitingly immense

Adventures discovered as we move through life

Supporting each other through trouble and strife

​Sometimes we explore all realms of being

Life, and emotions it’s totally freeing