Samantha Beardon's Blog, page 97

March 22, 2016

Loo dilemma

Be it theatre ,concert or in a tent

When you need the loo

There is always a queue

You stand in line

Contemplate crime

Why does it take so long

When theres a throng

For women to pee

Its way beyond me

What else to do

When you want the loo

Behind a tree

People will see

Need to squat

Better not

Its so unfair


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Published on March 22, 2016 12:22

March 21, 2016

Oasis in Time

We are strangers, connected by the Internet, combining life and fantasy.

Although familiarity, knowing  the other, is becoming more a reality.

We touch bases sharing our lives, or the parts we want to share, maybe a swiz. 

Our time is spent, in banter, in play, in idle chat, in sexy  innuendo,adding fizz.

How much is real, how much dream, is this relationship what it seems?

That feeling of connection; seems so real, I fear it is, mostly  a dream.

Will we ever meet? My hope my wish. It will never happen, it’s not in life’s scheme.

We share a window, connected in time

A little oasis, ours for a short time.


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Published on March 21, 2016 23:53

March 20, 2016

Five thirty in the morning

Five thirty in the morning laying wide awake,

Mouth feeling parched like the desert, bladder like a lake,

Close  my eyes and try to doze, it’s too early not to be comatose,

Curled down on my side, breathing deep,buying more time for dozy  snooze,

Ah mind has other ideas, going over issues raising fears,

Bladder grumbling hitting high, feels as if it’s to my ears,

Giving in grumpily I  rise, to my body I acquiesce,

Looking out the window, see the emerging sun,

A new day has started, no need to be glum,

Sleep time over start the day, I was wide awake anyway.


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Published on March 20, 2016 23:43

Learning to be

Learning to be,

Can be hard you see,

Life teaches us early who we are,

Can make us doubt ourselves, makes lasting scars.


If we focus on others judgements,

The negatives, can stunt our circumference,

Told you are no good at that,

Are ugly, stupid that’s a trap.


Learning to be the person, that fulfills their own potential,

Can be hard, if we believe we can’t be successful,

We are duff at sums, we have no charm,

We can’t attract a mate, communication causes alarm.


Living with the mantra of negativity,

Becomes a self fulfilling prophecy,

Yet each of us in unique,

Why do we have to follow the herd or be the freak?


Learning to be, can be hard,

Some never manage keep their marked card,

Others start to realise they like their self,

Gain confidence, count their strengths, grab life itself.


Learning to be, is easy for some,

They have self love and confidence from day one,

Get positive feedback,  grab the day,

Breeze through life, like through a holiday.


From where ever we start,

It’s important to be, all you want to be,

Start with caring for you,  seeing the good,

Celebrate your achievements, search out the dead wood.


Each of us is unique, and deserves to live life to the full, before they die,

Aware of who they  are, shining brightly in the sky.

S. B. 2016


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Published on March 20, 2016 02:25

March 19, 2016

Aura

The aura surrounding you, mellifluous sound and light

Colours blending and changing, music in my mind

Your aura enchants me ,pure cosmic delight

There’s beauty, surrounding us keeping love inclined

Flagrant words ,that cannot tell meaning of the whole

The obtuse sits beside us and on bad days bends our karma

Working together, syncopating our needs, puts blackness on parole

Striving for growth boosting the factors that keeps our souls, glued conquered

Colouring our world with lights and joy.


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Published on March 19, 2016 15:31

Pleasure

Dipping into a world of pleasure

Seeing pictures, making stories to treasure

Sweet swirling melody of life

A cauldron of colour into which I dive

Sometimes there is need, for sweet relief

Solo colours are picked then interweaved

Changing then warming, ever new

Shimmering, erotic, exotic hues

Vibrating, trailing flashes of light

Causing that blanket of colour to reignite

Solo colours peopled with dreams

Sensuous flirty misty schemes

My bag full of pleasure is shared in part

Creating the landscape for vicarious art


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Published on March 19, 2016 03:57

Sneaky year

Oh woe, I woke up today,

Granted a good thing,anyway,

I looked in the mirror and seemed the same,

Slightly creased and crumpled, hair a tatty mane,

My angst,  is mostly due to the  fact,

I aged a whole year in the night, a really unfair attack,

Birthdays are often fun,

More especially, when we are young,

I can’t quite celebrate, like the New Year,

Will make an effort later though, let’s be clear,

Checked again,face looks very much the same,

Grinning now, deciding to play life’s game,

Using my new perfume, designed for the rebellious girl,

Up and at life,  age is a label, new avenues to unfurl,

With age comes wisdom  (some of the time),

I am maturing like  a fine red wine,

Or maybe a piece of maturing cheese,

But staying youthful if you please,

That sneaky added year, that arrived in the night,

Will not change things without a fight.


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Published on March 19, 2016 02:17

March 18, 2016

The villain

Dearest,deadly, denizen

Playing, prophetic, pendulum

Stalking, skulking, snatching

Hooded, hombre, hatching

Cruel, calculated, catastrophe

Helpless, hedonistic, heraldry

Victim, value, visionless

Beware, bewitched, balanceless

Deadly, deeds, despised

Monster, stalks, prize.


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Published on March 18, 2016 15:45

Jigsaw of life

cherish those pieces of you I shared,

It had to be enough, the times we cared,

Propping me up in times of woe,

Helping to fight the common foe,

My knight in armour,

I think maybe not,  knight in ardour,

That’s a possible plot,

We never had a future just a here, to adopt,

A mutual need,  so no angst or hook,

Sharing our time, like pages in a book,

Learning to grow and fulfill myself,

Came directly from  scraps, found on our shelf,

The jigsaw of life more complex than some,

Fitting together, our demons overcome,

Once more the jigsaw of life is tipped from the box,

Lots of the middle retained its locks,

Fitting the stray pieces together again,

With new insights a clearer refrain,

I cherish those pieces of you I shared,

Learning and growing my jigsaw is prepared.


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Published on March 18, 2016 10:08

March 17, 2016

Willing you to smile

I am in a silly mood

Not the sort to cause a feud

This crazy streak

May make me wreak

Happy havoc

As I speak

I want to make the whole world smile

Although that may take a while

So instead will start with you

Try to will you smiling too!


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Published on March 17, 2016 14:33