Balance Touch Breath Future Past Adventure Risk Take my Hand
Author: Mary
I write as both Mary Bray and under the pseudonym of Samantha Beardon.
I sense you near me
I sense you near me Painting me with your eyes Although all you see is a picture A vision on far away skies I feel you near me Although you are far away Communicating over the ether Is so commonplace today I feel I know you Although only through what you share I have a… Continue reading I sense you near me
What makes your writing boring?
What makes your writing boring Other than the obvious …you have no ideas What if your tale is magical but your prose is in arrears What makes your writing boring The tale just comes out flat People give up reading and settle for a nap The pundits say too many filter words can slow the… Continue reading What makes your writing boring?
Who sold my number?
Scam phone calls Have heard they happen Never to me, I have a phone, that everybody ignores I have a sim Its ready and available But not for calling thats a whim Used for data a few odd texts I don’t need it to talk Not on this instrument, its data escape So with suprise… Continue reading Who sold my number?
A new set of values???
What did I want from this life? Did I understand as I stumbled through? Planning. No more like serendipity With no direction what have I missed? With reaction rather than considered action What crass decisions have I made? How have those decisions rolled out across the the cosmos? How have those ripples impacted on others?… Continue reading A new set of values???
Make my toes curl
Passion errupting, emotions leap and twirl Hearing your voice makes my toes curl Heated in the moment of new lovers bliss Sealing the deal with a never ending kiss Anticipation growing filling the cup Your touch, lights my world,up Hearing you whisper, you are my girl That little statement makes my toes curl
Dilemma
Dilemma Jump into the abyss What will my landing be Will I hit the labyrinth Will you be there to catch me Treasure Explore the winding paths together What will my role be Will we explore, a joint endeavour Will you smother me Dilemma
Upside down
Upside down Inside out Puckered frown Buckets of doubt Senseless Spiral Empty Void Needless worries Too much pride
Checkmate
Checkmate, parlous state Playing games, no rebate Trying moves, pulling strokes Checkmate, making jokes Cruel puns, not shared laughter Scoring points couldn’t be dafter Checkmate trust revoked, poor trait Checkmate learning to hate, is it all too late? Reset the game, change the rules Checkmate in life could be for fools Checkmate put in context… Continue reading Checkmate
clickety clack
Hurtling forward Clickety clack The train is speeding, down a new track The signals are red But I can’t slow it down Maybe I should be dressed as a clown You are the buffers You will hold me close Render me speechless, make me feel most You are the danger The spark to my flame… Continue reading clickety clack
