Samantha Beardon's Blog, page 77
July 16, 2016
Happiness
Happiness is a funny thing
The strangest things can make us zing
A smile an act
The use of tact
A meeting of minds
The sharing of lines
A hand held out
A teasing bout
A care thats shared
A friend thats cared
Natures beauty
Doing ones duty
Working out
A sexy bout
Its hard to define the happiness rhyme
It changes with the day and time
its certain that good friends will play
A part in happiness every day !
Reunion Fifty years on.
Fifty years, where has it gone
Left with lifes myriad ghosts and many lines of song
Fifty years since we all arrived
To start our nurse training, young vibrant and alive
A group of girls who had never met
Thrown together to mesh,to blend into a safety net
Three years of training, working and living close together
Some bonded close, but all formed a bond that revives what ever
Disparate interests and backgrounds at the start
Each keen to learn the nursing art
Fifty years of love and life have passed
Marriage, families, life’s travails, but all have still plyed their craft
Fifty years celebrated with chat and reminisce
Each adding memories to the mix, giving us all a glimpse
Of the time that made lasting changes to the mix
Fifty years that is quite a fix
That perhaps helped form those girls, into women of strength
Who have continued joy, caring and compassion thence
Fifty years yet still those girls are standing there
Maybe a little changed but still essentially the same, I declare
Fifty years still able to meet
Well girls ain’t that quite a feat?
This is the story of a group of women who started to train as nurses in June 1966 at a hospital in England. Who all married had families and who all continued to work most for another 40 years as nurses. They met last week to celebrate their 50 year reunion of meeting and training. This is my tribute to them.
July 15, 2016
Bubble burst
The bubble has been burst
Will that be the worst
Life gets in the way
Almost every day
Changes put a strain
On relationships normal chain
He/she can make you sad
Also make you mad
Love is but a guide
You cannot run and hide
What is this nebulous thing
The emotion that pulls our string
Attraction, sex and lust
May well just go bust
The underlying theme
That makes our eternal dream
Is a perfect symbosis
With absolutely no neurosis
Its a rare and perfect beast
Easy to become deceased.
Intimate Fantasies
In order to share our intimate fantasies
Have to, have trust,to stop the tragedies
Ideas unlocked exciting immense
Wildness explored 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 very intriguing
Fantasy management
Are we in charge of our fantasies
Those ideas that steer us away from reality
Do we need these ideas we create in our minds
To balance our lives,to enable us to strive
Fantasies come in all shades and hues
Travel, a new job, a lover in the news
Is there a dilemma in keeping them tight
Should we share with our partners, shine in some light
But what about the dark fantasies
Should they be shared, or would that erase moralities
So many situations which of them is right
Hide them or share them, fantasy flight
July 14, 2016
Let’s fly
Sending Ripples across the Cosmos
Turning Words to Actions
Energised by mind pictures
Voraciously sampling life
Ecstatically Dreaming
Grasping for the stars
No deja vu
Let’s fly
July 13, 2016
Allowing me to be me
Allowing me to be me
Is all you really need to do, you see
Walking by my side
Not pushing in front or lagging behind
Accepting how I feel
Not trying to force the deal
Loving the person, the self
Not trying to turn me into something else
Enabling me to grow
Not stopping me or feeling low
Friend or lover you truly love me
If you can be happy that the me is me
That my friend sets me free
Allows our love to truly be
Mossy floor
Lush, verdant, tropical forest
Moistness peaking, feeding the torrent
Sinking to the mossy floor
Staring at each other, overawed
Cheeks flushed pink, breathing fast
Exquisite feelings, a superb repast
Limbs entwined, holding tight
Looking beautiful in the dappled light
Lust or love, in the moment
All feelings combine, maybe later atonement
Lush, verdant, tropical forest
Nature’s bounty a necessary endorsement
July 12, 2016
Your choices.
Today is the start of a new story
The past is not erased it will spill into today
However your choices will form the framework
And decide the ending.
