Rick’s favourite chat up Video!
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Rick’s favourite chat up Video!
A blog to showcase the intricacies of poetry. To explore a little of the human condition and to highlight the poetry of Samantha Beardon.
Rick’s favourite chat up Video!
What are we doing
Where are we going
Making you smile
Tooing and froing
Hearing your dreams
Sharing your schemes
Drawing a picture
Weaving the themes
My first thought on waking
My minds undertaking
Help heal your ills
See bonds we are creating
What are we doing
No future or wooing
Seen only in pictures
Foresee dissolution
Imagine your smile
Share your every trial
Play the buffoon
Make you happy for a while
No, we, no full heart
Knew from the start
Never to touch
Always apart
Never see the whole picture
Minds in the mixture
What are you
My star or a stricture
We are dancing the mating game
But on a driverless train
When it gets derailed
Will life ever be the same
When it’s mundane
We will go insane
When we no longer talk
Life will have no refrain.
For those people who meet, chat, fall, fallout,become obsessed during online meetings.
Dulcet tones, soft and sweet as honey
Lull my senses , don’t sound phoney
Eloquent words your stock in trade
Only when I listen, I feel the blade
Reasonable words cover dark cynicism
Honed sentences cover barbs of criticism
How can those Dulcet tones
Make me feel like they are breaking bones
Am I just being sensitive
Or is my darling a narcissist?
Like a phoenix from the ashes
Revived, recovered life rehashes
Bending like grass in the wind
Maybe battered but strong inside
Life has thrown her some bad fixes
Some bad choices , plus outside control, mixes
Love gone bad
Mad and sad
Empty promise
Confidence novice
Work farrago
Life embargo
Like a phoenix from the ashes
New shoots grow in dashes
Gathering strength from deep inside
Life rebuilt finding new pride
Like a phoenix from the ashes
She rises to remastered circumstances
Stronger, awesome and wise.
Ugly ducking or Swan
Fallen Angel or Paragon
Different roles on different days
Look inside to walk the maze
I am the prize in the centre
Search me out, find the epicentre
Depends how you look, what you will see
Look hard to find the essence of me
Ugly Duckling or Swan
I am the latest phenomenon

Reblogged from Converging lives.
Pinpoints of lights like argonauts
Light up my body, feel like juggernauts
Projecting onto the very sky
Feelings of pleasure that multiply
Glowing skin, reflects that inner glow
Floating and sinking in the under tow
Writhing shadows depict the dance
See them reflected in that glance
Steering the ship like the argonauts
Mythical beings quite a force
Seeing the mystical shapes of desire
My whole being, alight with fire
Floating on a cloud
Feeling the charms
Warmth radiating
Encircled in his arms
Floating on a cloud
Feeling languous; full o bliss
Nerve endings extended
Above the abyss
You brushed my life, with gossamer wings
Held captivated by your promises of things
Then you flew away, leaving an indelible mark
A gap, a need, a place that felt so dark
Changing my soul forever, all for naught
But the life cycles of butterflies are short
From this memory springs
Love,Yearning,Sadness, Learning and Strength