Falling for Petals: Because Relationships are Like Gardens, You Reap What You Sow

By Randy Bentinck

This book is not for those of you in an ideal relationship, this is not a collection for the relationship elites and outliers. This book is for the rest of us.

Divided into four sections, Falling for Petals, compiles a collection of poetry and prose that captures the everyday realities of authentic relationships.

 

Section one highlights the joy and excitement present in new love, section two focuses on the challenges that come with developing a healthy relationship.

Section three portrays the intricacies of maintaining a good relationship and finally, section four looks at the raw realities of breakups and heartbreaks of losing love.

 

Each section is a celebration of the beauty and fuss that accompanies a genuine relationship in all its diverse forms and splendour.

 

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• Language: English
• Publisher: FyaPublishing
• Release date: Mar 3, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393173366

Randy Bentinck

Randy Abubakar Bentinck is an emerging writer who is a graduate of the University of Guyana and the Burrowes School of Art. His work explores themes of love, loss, relationship, social issues and femininity. He writes from an intensely personal place, but his work is still relatable. His Literature teacher in High School, Mr Sobers, sparked his love for poetry. His recital of Michael Smith’s ‘Mi cyaan Believe it.’ made Bentinck fell in love with this art form instantly. Bentinck is a real Artist in every sense of the term. As an Actor, he was very active in the theatre scene in Guyana during the 90s where he acted in many major productions at the Theatre Guild of Guyana and the National Cultural Center. He also recited poetry at several places around the country. As a Visual Artist, he has been a part of several Art Shows, Art Competitions and National Exhibitions. His work represented Guyana at Carifesta IX, held in Trinidad and Tobago in 2006. He has been very active in sports and youth development. He was the chaperone for a youth contingent from Guyana for the first Habitat for Humanity Caribbean Youth Build held in 2000. For more work from r.A.bentinck, please visit his website: www.randybentinck.com. Bentinck is originally from the county of Berbice in Guyana but spent most of his adult life in the capital Georgetown. He presently resides in The Bahamas where he is an Art Educator.

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Falling

for

PETALS

because relationships are like gardens, you reap what you sow...

r. A. bentinck

FYAPUBLISHING | GEORGETOWN

Copyright © 2020 by r. A. bentinck

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Falling for PETALS r. A. bentinck

ISBN 978-0-9994445-7-3

Cover design by r.A. bentinck

Cover image by Evie S.@evieshaffer

First best is falling in love. Second best is being in love. Least best is falling out of love. But any of it is better than never having been in love.

—MAYA ANGELOU

Contents

Capturing Attention

The Petal Spell

Her World

Not Enough (my apology)

Confessions (freeing feelings)

The Hunted

The Stranger

Tales

Sensations

Nightscape

Butterfly Wisdom

Un-See

Candle Wax

Lost in a Kiss

Her World

Longer Next Time

Falling for Petals

Are You Ready?

Cotton Prison

Confused

Her Exceptional Smiles (for Shakkeene)

Beyond Physical Beauty

COVID-19 (Lover’s Blues)

Just Like

Sinned

Dancing Moves

Don’t Misread Me

Unprepared

That Smile

On the Dance Floor

Morality

Lost in the Motion

Compromised

Window Connections

No Sweet Talkin’

Strumming

Glistening

Her Fragrance

Developing Interest

Hooked

When Again

Fugacious

Stars

Her World

Braveheart

I Am Sorry

Body Heat

Troubled Soul

Turn Me Over

Manhattan Bound

Moonlight

The Guilt Complex

Comfort

Intensity

Turn Me Over

You

Rhythms of the Night

When I Say I Love You

Transformational

Wishful Thinking

Will You?

Mary Jane

Maintaining Interest

Running on Broken Glass

Transformation

Relentless

Hardship (Broken Petals)

The Holy Ones

Broken

Not Again!

Cooking for You

The Night’s Sky

Her Trust

Circumstantial scars

Poison Ivy

Difficult Days

Forever

Thoughts of You

Silent Conversations

Dodging Splintered Glass

A Place of Hurt

Love’s Outlaws

The Way it Was

Complacency

Neglect

Frustrated

Fleeting Moments

In My Dreams

Unexplained Tears

The Ex-Factor

The Selfish Kind

Loving the Hurt Away

COVID-19 (Lover’s Ecstacy)

Just Because

Listen to Your Woman

Moments in Time

The Sly Invitation

Scented Secrets

The Cold War

Troubled Woman

The Cold War

Seasons of Love

Curating Memories

When Memories Calls

Only Love

Over You

The Petal Philosophy

A Ballad for the Broken (to My Sisters with Love)

Conflicted

The Long Kiss Goodbye

Try Again

Indelible Hurt

COVID-19 (a lover’s regrets)

Courageless

My Soft Spoken Princess

Love’s Aftertaste.

Travelling

One More Time

Of Thorns and Roses

Reaping Stupidity

No Limits

My Weakness

Incapably

Disbelief

Who Else?

Move On

Moments in Time

Pearls of Hurt

From One Man to All Women

Perceived Value

One Night

The Whole Story

Flying in the Rain

Mercy, Please

Choosing My Memories

Split Seconds

The Damn Dilemma

I Had to Do It

The Wait - The Petal Fairytale

About The Author

Capturing Attention

Giving Into The Allure

"Falling for him would be like cliff diving. It would be either the most exhilarating thing that ever happened to me or the stupidest mistake I’d ever make."

-Hussein Nishah

The Petal Spell

i saw her smile

from a million miles away

as she approached me.

with the gentlest of embrace

she greeted me

and

with soft lips to my earlobe

she whispered words that

vanquish my fears and blues

and straightaway i fell

under her petal spell.

we spent time in the company

of intellectual conversations

and she captivated

my interest and curiosity.

and gradually i surrendered

to the powers

of her petal spell.

she knows how

to make me smile even in

the most gloomy situations,

she has the Midas effect

on almost everything

she touches in my life.

and just like that

i fell headlong

into her petal spell.

one day

she trusted me

enough with her petals

like she trusted

the butterfly

and

she let me taste her nectar.

ever since that day

i have sunk deeper

in her petal spell.

Her World

i never knew how

easily this visible world could

dissolved into nothingness

until i spent a moment

in her world.

i gazed keenly into the depths

of her engaging eyes

and a whole new world

appeared incrementally,

i got captivated by

her dimpled smiles

and caught up

in a world of sweet possibilities,

i felt her buttery skin

and suddenly

an unfamiliar and exciting rhythm

dominated the left side

of my chest.

she giggled and laughed

and the music she made

took me away

to soothing places

where i tasted and felt

sweet reverie.

she spoke with such

intellectual fluency and

i was bedazzled by

her wittiness,

her analytical prowess,

her insightfulness,

her wealth

of extensive knowledge and

mind absorbing conversation.

i got a whiff

of her natural bouquet

and i had to swiftly bridle

my galloping imagination

and out-of-control emotions.

until today,

i never knew how easy

it was for this complex

and sometimes confusing world

to fade away until

i spent some time

in her world.

Not Enough (my apology)

until today i was

supremely confident

that i was doing an excellent job

adequately describing what you

have shown me

this far.

but

there is so much more

to say and celebrate

about you,

now i feeling like

my words are not

doing enough

to say exactly what i see in you.

despite how many

dictionaries and thesaurus

i consult

the words will never

match up,

they will never do

real justice to appropriately

depict you.

for the first time

today i have come

to the humbling realisation

that my words will

never do justice

in painting your true portrait.

sigh...

i have now peaceful surrender

to the factual reality that

my pleasant words