Author: Mary

I write as both Mary Bray and under the pseudonym of Samantha Beardon.

Buried Fantasies

Sharing buried fantasies We eagerly find Trialling our ecstasy     Freeing our minds  Sharing passion true Colours our lives  Expanding our view  Excitement thrives Whatever we can imagine  Will become our feast  Adding allure and attraction To that ravening beast.

Swimming

Swimming today, getting some exercise, Feeling smug, how could it be otherwise? Dress in my costume, put on my clothes, Pack a bag including swimming shoes. Swimming shoes what an odd idea, To help me swim better, oh no my dear, The poolside is wet,  slippery like a rink, Likely to fall on my arse,… Continue reading Swimming

Surreal

Surreal the scene, within my dream A place of ghastly horror A figure hanging in the sky A stark magician’s tower. Surreal the scene, is this a dream? This place of dark morbidity Or am I banished far away For becoming a liability. Surreal the scene, I need to scream No life within my view… Continue reading Surreal

The kind that all the songs and prophets preach.

That ideal relationship, just out of reach,  The kind that all the songs and prophets preach, Have I just got scales in my eyes? Stopped seeing the best, the love in the guy, Has it just got layered in dust, Melded down with layers of rust, I assume that I know all there is to… Continue reading The kind that all the songs and prophets preach.