Friday, December 31, 2010

Happy New Year for 2011 to all of my wonderful Blogger friends, may this be a year of Peace, Happiness and Love!

Lots of Love and Best Wishes from Dianne in Australia! ♥

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Isobella by Enya

[Irish (Gaelic) Translation]
I do bheatha sa tus, sa deireadh,
I do bheatha sa tus, sa deireadh.
Isobella, o
Isobella, o
I do la 's tu go samh
I do la 's tu go fior.
Gra, anois go deo na ndeor.

I do bheatha sa tus, sa deireadh
I do bheatha sa tus, sa deireadh
Isobella, o
Isobella, o

I do la 's tu gan buairt
I do la 's tu gan bron
Gra, anois go deo
Gra, anois go deo na ndeor.

(English Translation)

In your life in the beginning, in the end
In your life in the beginning, in the end
Isobella, o
Isobella, o

In your day while you were so peaceful,
In your day while you were so true,
Love, now forever and ever,

In your life in the beginning, in the end
In your life in the beginning, in the end
Isobella, o
Isobella, o

In your day while you were without trouble,
In your day while you were without sorrow,
Love, now forever,
Love, now forever and ever.

Out of morning and into midnight,
Through the sunrise and under moonlight.
Isobella, oh!
Isobella, dream of me.

Everything that comes from day
Comes into the heart to stay.
Love is in your name each day.

In the moment you come before me,
In that moment I see you only
Isobella, oh!
Isobella, dream of me.

Everything that comes from night
Comes within your shining light.
Love is in your name each night.

English adaptation by Roma Ryan

Friday, December 24, 2010

Merry Christmas

To all of my dear Blog friends wherever you may be in the world ... May the Spirit of Christmas touch your hearts and fill you with peace, love and happiness.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Summer Days In The Garden

Striped Canna Lily Leaves

Yucca Plant and Cordyline Stricta

Leaves, Buds and Flowers - Dwarf Apple Gum
(I love the colours and textures of this leaf)

Variegated Cordyline

Dietes Bicolour

Hakea leaves and bark

Hakea Laurina and Nandina in the Wilderness Garden

Please left click on all photos for a larger image ... ♥

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Françoise Hardy / Peut-être que je t'aime

Peut-Être Que Je T'aime Lyrics

Si dormir avec toi n'est pas le bout du monde
Ce le devient pourtant lorsque tu n'es plus là
Une vie près de toi risque d'être bien longue
Mais loin de toi, c'est pire, elle n'en finit pas

Quand dans notre maison nous échangeons nos rêves
Il arrive souvent que tes rêves m'ennuient
Et puis je m'en repars vers des villes nouvelles
Où je m'ennuie de toi au bout de quelques nuits

Peut-être que je t'aime, peut-être que je t'aime

J'ai appris que le ciel me plaît moins que tes yeux
Il fallait pour ça lever les yeux au ciel
Il me faudra toujours les oublier un peu, tes yeux
Si tu veux qu'autre chose toujours tu me rappelles

Peut-être que je t'aime, peut-être que je t'aime.

Maybe I Love You Lyrics

If sleeping with you is not the end of the world
It becomes so when you're gone
A life around you may be very long
But far from you, it's worse, it never ends

When we exchange our house in our dreams
Often your dreams bore me
And then I'm leaving to New Towns
Where I miss you after a few nights

Maybe I love you, maybe I love you

I learned that I like the sky unless your eyes
This would require looking up to heaven
I will always remember a little, your eyes
If you want anything else you always remind me

Maybe I love you, maybe I love you.

Saturday, December 4, 2010

In My Garden Today ...

Federation Daisy - Summit White

Miniature Viola

Calibracoah 'Million Bells' - miniature Petunias

Miniature Cosmos

White Cosmos

White Bedding Begonias

Petunia 'Sunshine'

Blossoms and new leaf tips on Cinnamon Myrtle (Backhousia Myrtifolia)

Hibiscus 'Edith Parsons'

There was no bright sunshine in my garden today, the sky was dull and cloudy but I decided to take some photos of the plants which are flowering at present, mostly white and yellow blossoms. These are the first Cosmos flowers I have grown and the 'Sunshine' Petunia is new. The fragrant white Petunia which I planted in the hanging basket earlier this year was looking quite distressed so I have put it elsewhere in the garden and replaced it with the lovely yellow miniature Petunias 'Million Bells'... I hope these are more hardy. I love the daisy with its bright, happy face and the sweet miniature violas.
The Florida and Star gardenias are providing plenty of lovely fragrance mixed with the exotic scent of the Star Jasmine, so walking through the garden is a pleasant experience for the senses. No sign of any flower spikes on my 'Baby Blue' or mauve Agapanthus as yet but I am still hoping since we have had so much rain in the last few weeks.
I have spent some lovely time in my garden today, I hope you will all have a great weekend. ♥

Please click on any image to enlarge.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

Each Time You Say Goodbye . . .

It is silent, it is lonely
Each time you say 'Goodbye'
I look for a sign from you
I look for your words
And in my moments of quiet
Most of all I look for you
I'm in a lonely place
Each time you say 'Goodbye'
I wait and I wonder
Because you are not here
Wishing you would think of me
And bless me with your grace
Time passes so slowly
Each time you go away
My hope slowly fades
As I wait for you here
Sometimes I hope, sometimes I wish
Sometimes I just pretend
But I know that I am dreaming
And there will be no happy end
For each time you say 'Goodbye'
There will come a last time
And one day when you say 'Goodbye'
It shall be the end . . .

Poem by Dianne D ... ♥
Image: Free

Friday, November 26, 2010

Song of the Wind

Hush, let the calm wash over you
There is peace to be found
In the soft voice of the wind
It moves gently through the trees
And stirs the verdant leaves
Its song is one that soothes
And calms
And will take away all cares
The sadness in your heart
Shall soon be gone
Hush, listen and hear its song
The wild roar of the tempest
That did torment you will quieten
On its journey through the trees
They still the tempest in its path
And all will be peace and calm
Hush, let the calm wash over you
It shall release you
And quiet the restless stirrings
In your heart . . .

Poem by Dianne D ... ♥
Image courtesy of Des Boxall at Picasa Web Albums

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Touch on Touch

Touch on touch
Softness on softness
Your kiss is just
A breath away
The anticipation
A wave of want
And longing
Comes over me
And sweeps me away
Your touch is like a ripple
On the pond of my soul
The stream of life flows
Between us, unstoppable
Warm and loving
Its effect is far reaching
And becomes a part of
My very being . . .

Poem: Dianne D ... ♥
Image: Pink Rose Free Wallpaper

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Shall Earth No More Inspire Thee

Shall earth no more inspire thee,
Thou lonely dreamer now?
Since passion may not fire thee,
Shall nature cease to bow?

Thy mind is ever moving,
In regions dark to thee;
Recall its useless roving,
Come back, and dwell with me.

I know my mountain breezes
Enchant and soothe thee still,
I know my sunshine pleases,
Despite thy wayward will.

When day and evening blending,
Sinks from the summer sky,
I've seen the spirit bending
In fond idolatry.

I've watched thee every hour;
I know my mighty sway:
I know my magic power
To drive thy griefs away.

Few hearts to mortals given,
On earth so wildly pine;
Yet few would ask a heaven
More like this earth than thine.

Then let my winds caress thee
Thy comrade let me be:
Since nought beside can bless thee,
Return---and dwell with me.

Emily Brontë 1818 - 1848

Image: Still from Tess of the D'Urbervilles Masterpiece Classics- (Novel by Thomas Hardy)

Thursday, November 4, 2010

A Little While, A Little While

A LITTLE while, a little while,
This weary task is put away,
And I can sing and I can smile,
Alike, while I have holiday.

Where wilt thou go, my harassed heart--
What thought, what scene invites thee now
What spot, or near or far apart,
Has rest for thee, my weary brow?

There is a spot, 'mid barren hills,
Where winter howls, and driving rain;
But, if the dreary tempest chills,
There is a light that warms again.

The house is old, the trees are bare,
Moonless above bends twilight's dome;
But what on earth is half so dear--
So longed for--as the hearth of home?

The mute bird sitting on the stone,
The dank moss dripping from the wall,
The thorn-trees gaunt, the walks o'ergrown,
I love them--how I love them all!

Still, as I mused, the naked room,
The alien firelight died away;
And from the midst of cheerless gloom,
I passed to bright, unclouded day.

A little and a lone green lane
That opened on a common wide;
A distant, dreamy, dim blue chain
Of mountains circling every side.

A heaven so clear, an earth so calm,
So sweet, so soft, so hushed an air;
And, deepening still the dream-like charm,
Wild moor-sheep feeding everywhere.

That was the scene, I knew it well;
I knew the turfy pathway's sweep,
That, winding o'er each billowy swell,
Marked out the tracks of wandering sheep.

Could I have lingered but an hour,
It well had paid a week of toil;
But Truth has banished Fancy's power:
Restraint and heavy task recoil.

Even as I stood with raptured eye,
Absorbed in bliss so deep and dear,
My hour of rest had fleeted by,
And back came labour, bondage, care.

Emily Jane Brontë - 1818 - 1848

The preceding poem was composed at twilight, in the school room, when the leisure of the evening play-hour brought back in full tide the thoughts of home.

I have included a link here to Poet's Corner, it contains a brief and personal narrative of the short life of Emily Brontë written thoughtfully by her sister Charlotte.

Image: A view from Brontë Way towards Haworth, Photograph by Tim Green via Flickr (Creative Commons)

Wednesday, October 27, 2010


In the silent hours of the night
when all is quiet and still
Through my window
shafts of moonlight
dance throughout my room
Softy shining all around
they cast their argent spell
Dancing shadows on the wall
the silhouettes of leaves
Softly swaying in the night
stirring in the breeze
All around the moonbeams shine
casting everything with light
Changing pale to crystalline
lighting all within my sight
Such a vision to behold
as it weaves this magic night
Turning darkness into bright
with shining, silver light . . .

Poem by Dianne D ... ♥
Image: 'Moonlight Sky' free Wallpaper

Friday, October 22, 2010

Where Love Takes Us . . .

I feel I have nothing to offer
nothing left any more
I am tired
I am weary
Scratch the surface
of this happy facade

this mask that I wear
and there you will
find nothing

but lost hopes

and emptiness

I cannot explain
I reached this place
This is not what I had hoped for

not what I had wished

but here I am
just the same
chasing shadows and dreams

which disappear

get so close
just out of reach

I wanted to go

where love takes us

that happy state

where we blossom and grow
that feeling of belonging

where all we perceive
has a rosey glow

but I wonder now
if I shall ever know. . .

Poem by Dianne D ... ♥
Image: Red and White Rose Petals - Free Wallpaper

Saturday, October 9, 2010

The Hours

The hours of my life

Are measured in heart beats

And moments of loneliness

When I am not with you

My heart is heavy

From sadness and solitude

I long for the moment

When I shall find you

And be cradled in your arms

Hold me so closely

So that I shall feel whole once again

My journey to find you

Has been lonely

And far too long

I seem to be on an endless search

To find myself within the comfort of you ...

The Hours - Philip Glass
Piano - Branka Parlic
Poem - Dianne D ...♥

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Kiss The Rain . . .

Kiss The Rain - Yiruma

I hope you all enjoy this beautiful piano piece by Yiruma and the images and sentiments which have been added by the composer of this video.
It is raining here tonight, I cannot find the words for an appropriate poem to reflect my feelings, I am alone once again and I have no-one to kiss but the rain, this video somehow seemed just right . . . ♥

I suggest that you might like to watch the video in full screen on YouTube to get the best effect, the next music video 'Love Me' is also beautiful.

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Sadness In My Solitude

And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.

Lyrics: from "After The Storm" - Mumford and Sons
Image: Solitude - Pencil sketch by Dianne D . . . ♥

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Bright Star

Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art--
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors--
No--yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever--or else swoon to death.

John Keats - 1795 - 1821
Image: Still from Jane Campion's 2009 film, Bright Star

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Where is your Love?

I hear your softest whispers
as you come into my dreams
You come to me so softly
just before the dawn
In that quiet time of dreaming
before night slips into morn
Your words are those of sweetness
they fill me with desire
When you tell me that you want me
you set my heart on fire
As you hold me so closely
hear the softness of my sighs
I feel your soft caresses
and melt into your arms
One more lasting kiss
I am completely disarmed

Your kisses are so tempting
Oh how can I resist . . .
It would be so lovely to surrender
and feel the pleasure of your charms
To give into my feelings
Take me, love me, I am yours . . .

But in the sobering light of morning
when I find that you have gone
I would have to ask myself
Where is your love?

Poem: Dianne D ... ♥
Image: 'Alone' Pencil sketch with paint wash adapted from a picture by Dianne D.

Saturday, September 4, 2010

See My Heart, Feel My Heart ...

Dearest one,
Do you see my heart?
Each day it fades just a little
Its canvas is no longer bright
With the warm colours of love
It is painted with my tears
Feel my heart, it is breaking
I had allowed myself to hope, to dream
Of the impossible, it would seem
Now everything is gone from me
There is no longer any certainty
Removed by the coldness of reality
There was a time when being together
Was something I had wished for
I hoped that you would want me
I cannot feel this any more
The candle of hope
Which once burned so brightly
Has faded, is extinguished
Loneliness consumes me
And takes with it the light
The hours pass so slowly
When everything is night . . .

Prose: Dianne D . . . ♥
Image: Colors of the Rose Free Wallpaper