Samantha Beardon's Blog, page 63
October 4, 2016
Haiku
The rose lifts its head
Following the sun’s path round
The bee sips nectar
~Help Me Understand~
Help me understand?
A love that is supposed to be wonderful
But it brings me to tears
Two hearts too broken
To give a good fight
Help me understand?
Why our world is falling apart?
Why every sad song bleeds me to death?
Help me understand?
Why this pain of missing you is my only shield of comfort?
Why nights get colder
And days turn darker?
Help me understand…
Why letting go is so hard to do?
And holding on is my only option that gives me so much peace
No other ways and means
But to follow my heart
Though your silence slowly breaks my sanity
I still choose to love
Help me understand?
A battle between life and death
When I have to lose to save you
And all these scars
Mean victory
That true love does exist
Help me understand?
Why there is no formula to unlove…
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An alternative look at golf
Golf a new sport to try
Learn some new skills to satisfy
Learn to hit a ball with a club
How difficult can it be, unless I hit the scrub
Stand relaxed and swing from the hips
Practice the move, heck have to be a contortionist
Ready to try, they said go to tee
Not the drink I expected, but a plastic dinkie
Now I am worried, is golf really kinky
Is this t motorised and kind of pinky?
I take up my stance and swing at the ball
Manage to hit it no trouble at all
Just heard a comment that’s got up my nose
I know I am no vision in these odd clothes
But to mention my flanks is beyond the pale
They tried to change it to shanks, hah a likely tale
Some talk of an iron
Is it forefits to frighten?
If they bring out their smalls
They can keep their balls
Ah, now somebody just got a birdy
Thats really too much
Killing helpless creatures, thats so out of touch
I think all this perversion
Is too much for me, is there another version
It seems there maybe, maybe I just need a strong cup of tea
With apologies to golfers my try at highlighting some of the golf venacular!
October 1, 2016
Habit of doubt
Habit of doubt
Need to work it out
Communication is the key
Talk to me
Is this distance just a phase
Or is doubt the poisons craze
We are there to share good and bad
Talk to me
Doubt and love can go hand in hand
Trust needs to be the bandstand
Habit of doubt
Talk to me
A sabbatical from us
Will sever the trust
Lover or friend
Having doubts, share your feelings
September 30, 2016
Definition in words and pictures
Definition in words and pictures
Make an impression,markers and fixtures
When reality blurs how to show our worth
Are words enough or insubstantial
The path winds on, destiny calling, consequential
If words hang lame
How do we decaim our feelings
Body language supplements the story, fans the flame
Words light a spark
The void between us ignited by touch pushes back the dark
Definition in words and pictures
Knowing we may feel the same no strictures
Reaching out with all the senses
Moving from one reality to totality
September 29, 2016
Transform
Floating, floating, light as a feather
Drifting, drifting,aligned to the weather
Iridescence glows on the distant horizon
Turquoise, Lavender, Indigo, gold
Colours luminescent but just so bold
Moving towards them to dive and swim
Feeling the hearbeats sychronation begin
Hold onto the beat feel the fire
Floating, floating, in a world of desires
Drifting, drifting, waiting to transform
Colouring the world a true thunderstorm
September 28, 2016
Ready to fly
Lucid, luminous, waking dreams
Fantastical plans and schemes
Horizons glowing
Life force radiating, happiness showing
Magnetism pulling,
Clarity harnessed, melding strands
Grounded ready to fly, life in hands
Park it
Park it, leave it pretend it doesn’t exist
Leave it unsorted, the fallout won’t be missed
Stressed another problem
Throw it in the pot, leave it to simmer
Better to be forgot
Life continues moving
Nothing can go wrong
Problems a simmering getting rather hot
Problems a mixing may just boil and burn
Add another issue time to stop and learn
September 25, 2016
Savouring the view
Feet forward tears behind
Centring myself clearing my mind
No longer floating between here and there
Moving out of limbo feeling kind of scared
Looking at the signposts for where I’m to go
Future is beckoning, structured, not just go with the flow
Let go of heartache see the shining light
Digging new foundations then my life will be bright
Holding onto memories whilst building the new
Open to possibilities, savouring the view
September 22, 2016
Much greener grass
Why do I cling on to things that have gone
If I sang it again would the refrain still be wrong
Would my idealised memories really come true
Or would it be just the same and a future I would rue
I need to live in today traipse a new path
Reality has much, much greener grass
