Learning who

Learning to be
Can be hard
Life teaches us early who we are
Can make us doubt cause 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, they 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,
Aware of who they are, shining bright never dull.

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Learning to be
Can be hard
Life teaches us early who we are
Can make us doubt cause lasting scars.

Learning to be, is easy for some
With self-love and confidence from day one
Positive feedback helps them grab the day
Breeze through life like a holiday.

Learning to fulfill one’s own potential
Is hard if we think we can’t be successful
That we are duff at sums have no charm
Can’t attract a mate, can cause lasting harm.

If we focus on others judgements
Negatives can stunt adjustments
When told ‘You are no good’ recap
‘You are ugly, stupid!’ that’s a trap.

Living with a mantra of negativity
Becomes a self-fulfilling prophecy
Yet each of us is unique,
Why follow the herd,feel a freak?

Samantha Beardon ©

Hollow Dream

I reflect on what we might have been
had things been different
life’s unforseen,twists and turns
follows fates convuluted hand
I had a glimpse a dream
a different future – built on sand

Would we have been greater in pairing
or a disaster that fate has been kind in sparing
our paths met, then diverged, adding richness
loneliness and sadness in the parting
leaving a layer of learning which must add growth
or is this but a hollow dream

What I am yet to become
will be due to singular striving
happiness and fulfillment
in this life needs work and dedication
I reflect on what is now
what might have been I disallow

Another world, another life, we might be bliss
until then I move forward to fulfill my destiny
living life to the full only more so
because I shared a morsel of it with you
This is not a hollow dream.

Samantha Beardon ©

Trapped

Trapped in this life
Like a fly in a web
Though not trussed up tight
In silken thread
Held by invisible chains
Of inertia and caring
Longing for a tangible love
Not this shell, they are wearing
She knows there is affection
But dreams of more
She reads of soul mates
She wants that encore
She searches her memory
Was love ever as bright
As flashes, she dreams every night
She’s stuck in dependency
Trapped in her life
Like a fly in a web
Wanting so much more
Unsure how to navigate to paradise

Samantha Beardon. ©

Life!!!!!

What is it with life
it has ups and downs
Pleasure , pain, joy
and heartbreak
do the rounds

Would that our lives
could, just be pleasure
No pain or woe
for us to measure

Why is it, things
go so wrong
Bad things happen
just be strong

How do I deal
with the days
that are black
when the roof
caves in
the cheque
bounces back

I have to dig deep
in my reserve
in my internal resevoir
my beliefs must serve

What is it with life
it has ups and downs
pleasure, pain, joy
and heartbreak

Life can confound
What is it with life?

Samantha Beardon ©

Unwanted Guest

Black with eight legs sitting in the corner
Web nicely built quite a transformer
Sure to eat the flies, must be good order
What makes me freak out, I am not a barn stormer
Not sure if it was eye contact, but both went rigid
Want it out my house, thats my baser instinct
I need my new weapon to banish it from my life
Might be a flamethrower, but thats too much strife
I back out the door, watching it all the while
Need to turn my back to reach into a pile
I reach for the catcher and remove its cap
Test all the mechanisms, ready for spider zap
Back with the spider now have to be so brave
After all its maybe half an inch and I am a six foot knave
Eyes swivelling wildly I turn the machine to suck
Poke it towards it, it works thats good luck
Spider in the tube, should I put on the cap
Maybe not that brave it might land in my lap
Catcher held out in front of me,leave the sucker on
Run for the window I shake the tube, is it gone?
Oh no the little varmint is crouching looking at me
Now I am wondering, which of us should flee
I shake it out again and this time it has gone
Slam the window shut, Poor spider was I wrong?
Half an hour ago I was sleepy ready for bed
Now my veins are pumping adrenaline instead

Unanswerable Questions

Am I truly happy?
Could I have been happier?
Did I make the right choice last year?
If I had taken a different route, would I have less fear?
Does happiness have a pinnacle?
Or will tomorrow supply me more?
If my choices had been different,would I have a better outcome?
If I could rewind would I climb a different mountain?

Take a deep breath and stop the angst
I cannot obssess about what might have been
Am I content in the now?
Working on that with all my know how
I have to adapt, learn to change
Look to the future to rearrange
The past is the past it will help me to learn
But if I obsess, I won’t get a return

I can day dream the changes my life would have
But I will never know, its a life I never had
Am I truly happy?
If not I must strive
Move into the future
New choices to derive.

Samantha Beardon ©

Feet Forward

Feet forward tears behind
Centring myself clearing my mind
No longer floating between here and there
Moving out of limbo feeling kind of scared
Looking at the signposts for where I’m to go
Future is beckoning, be structured, not just go with the flow
Let go of heartache see the shining light
Digging new foundations then my life will be bright
Holding onto memories whilst building the new
Open to possibilities, savouring the view

Answers on a Postcard

Light Dark
Dusk Dawn
Lucidity Confusion
Tragedy- Comedy
Divided- in- half
Moveable Feast
Moving Continuum
Emotional Turmoil
Love Hate

Wish I knew

Past Future
Relationship Dichotomy
Right Wrong
Wish I knew!!!

Do you?

Samantha Beardon c.