A blog to showcase the intricacies of poetry. To explore a little of the human condition and to highlight the poetry of Samantha Beardon.
My head is fuzzy
My knees are weak
I grunt a lot
It’s an effort to speak
All the fun, today is none
My mouth is the pits
My auto pilot ceased
The pendelums swung
Oh my my tongue
As I crawl through the chores
I dream of bed
Not full of women
But full of zzzzz’s
A permanent smile on my face
When we meet touch base
Our interactions somewhere in space
My mind’s touch to trace
Your image ingrained
Deep in the terrain
Of the recesses of my brain
Your conversation and charm never constrained
When I think of you
I try and decide
Which way will our friendship go
Much better this I know
Just to let it flow
Keeping the goal in sight
Let what is meant to be
Naturally unfold for us to see
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 there is 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
There is a gents over there
no queue
Whats a girl to do??
I was talking to nobody
And nobody listened
The depth of the words
Were shallow unheard
When they met the right ears
They dispelled all my fears
Letting go of buried sighs
Finding friendship a surprise
In cyber Floating unfocused
The pull of interest potent
The conversation Clouded by lust
Well laced with trust
Adventures played out
No concerns no doubts
Emotions held in check
Friendship the deal, what the heck
The pattern changes
Through interesting stages
Laughter caring and sharing
Some soul baring
Makes me glad we met
I discovered a secret so true today
It made be stop and rethink my philosophy
We all need affection a connection
To be appreciated and to stop misdirection
Misdirection that maybe stunts our growth
That we use in our world to hold back our feelings
Or maybe to stop the status quo from unreeling
Our beliefs we can change with a fight and struggle
If we recognise they are outmoded are causing us trouble
We make excuses for not taking action
Because maybe morally it causes dissension
Meet Rick from Converging Lives one of the main protagonists…
An adrenaline junky, loves extreme sport
Married to an older woman…he was her toyboy….
Always, since first sexually aware, drawn to older women
He has a big appetite for extra marital scores, but doesn’t want to lose marriage perks and still cares for Gillian.
He no longer really desires or feels in tune with her wants…she seems to have lost interest in sex and adventure.
Golfing friend told about cyber…
Experimenting, learning, having some good laughs
Handsome, over six feet tall,dark hair…going slightly grey….beautiful eyes….draws women to him
Articulate and charming. Whilst very much at home with men, camaraderie and bonding are important to him. His communication style is very in tune with the female psychic which women particularly like.
He’s getting a little addicted to the cyber scene.
Spending more and more time in cyber
Likes the thrill of the chase, loves the new encounters …loves to feel he is giving the woman pleasure…..likes to be available and to share pleasure with the woman when she asks….. this is causing him problems, disturbing his sleep…causing him to take risks at home….what is the belief that is driving this need???
I am in a silly mood
Certainly not for lack of food
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!
Hi, my name is Eve I will skim over my age sufficient to say I am well past my twenties!!! I am a physiotherapist working in Occupational Medicine. My life is a little off balance at the moment and writing is a way for me to let off steam and to relax.
This is my self portrait
I have a very serious side
I wear my dignity with pride
The trouble is its hard to hide
the frivolous me that lurks inside
Outside a lady calm and serene
Inside a girl who would like to dream
The trouble is its hard to hide
The sexy me that lurks inside
I like to play lots of games
Some that may take using brains
The trouble is its hard to hide
The scatty me that hides inside
I like to analyse my life
It helps to keep me out of strife
The trouble is its hard to hide
The impetuous me that hides inside
Who knows what the whole maybe
Tis certain it isnt me.
I am writing a novel set around internet friendships and have done much research into emotional relationships. I have not been researching the internet dating scene, those people who are actively searching. Instead I have. been looking at relationships that have occurred serendipitously. Relationships that spring from chance meetings on games sites or the social media.Many of these friendships and subsequent emotional bonds happen to people already in partnerships or marriages,some strong, some rocky. I want to explore some of the issues around this area . I want to explore the issues of ethics, of how to guard your heart in a fantasy world,maybe the rules one needs to think about. To get those of you in such a relationship or about to embark on one to think about the ramifications. I hope to share the views of real people with the views of some of my characters. So this is my starting point, hope its an interesting journey.
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery