Sunday, October 16, 2011

A Time for Everything

Once I thought that for us
There would be a time for everything
Words we shared, I treasured yours
Moments together in time
Days spent together in sunshine
Nights beneath moonlit skies
Perhaps one day, a time for love
So much still to share
But sadly time does not stand still
It races away so quickly
And takes with it my dreams
I can hardly catch my breath
As I try to catch the hours and hold them
Trying to stop them from slipping away
And what we have shared
But I cannot capture the moments
And hold on to them, or you
For you are slipping away
And taking with you my light
I am losing you and cannot stop time
I will never hear your words again
All I have left are memories
I wanted more time for us
But all hope is lost
As I fade away in this loneliness
Alone in this prison of darkness
Now there is no time for anything
And such an empty sadness fills my heart...

Prose: Dianne Dee ... ♥
Image: Alone in the Dark-Free Wallpaper

78 comments:

Antonio Machado said...

Beautiful post Dianne!
Congratulations

Art said...

Hey .. You have a big talent for writing, it is touching!

Have a wonderful evening!

Lady*♥*Fiona said...

Such beautiful prose, Dianne ~ I can feel the pain ~ so moving.

The title is apt and so true. Some things we wish would last a lifetime aren't meant to be and the pain of letting go and moving on is a very sad and lonely journey ~ wonderful writing :) ♥

Lee said...

Very touching, Dianne. Even from further away than normal. Best wishes from the most beautiful Prague.

dianne said...

Thank you dear Antonio for your very thoughtful comment.
abraços
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Art that is such a lovely thing to say.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Fiona for your thoughtful comment, I am trying to deserve this lovely award that you have kindly given to me. :)

Yes we often don't get what we would hope for, or at least a small part of it ... yes, a sad and lonely journey.

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thanks Lee dear for your lovely comment and from Prague, you are so far away.
I hope you are having a wonderful time in this beautiful city, best wishes, Dianne.
xoxoxo ♡

sowmya said...

my first visit to ur blog :) soulful poem straight from ur heart! & congrats for the award
keep writing & smiling always:)

Leovi said...

A delightful poem of melancholy ... the memories ... sometimes so sharp and sometimes blurred, diluted over time and transforms them into our memory. Besos.

puerileuwaite said...

Beautiful prose, m'lady. This is somewhat how I feel when food sample ladies at the local warehouse club start packing up for the day. All that is left are hairnets and memories. And sometimes indigestion.

dianne said...

Thank you for visiting dear sowmya and for your thoughtful comment.
Congratulations on your award too, I popped over to your blog today but did not have time to leave a comment...I shall return. :)
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear friend Leovi for your thoughtful words.
Yes sometimes all we have left are memories when our hopes have gone and that is all I will ever have.
Besos

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you my sweet Pugsley , so kind of you to compliment my prose.
You always manage to cheer me up and make me smile with the funny experiences that you share with me.
Hairnets, memories and indigestion, not a good mix my dear, I stay away from those 'free samples'. :)
Hugs
xoxoxo ♡

äмän ♥ said...

Very touching

Betty Manousos@ Cut and Dry said...

awesome!
love your style of writing, dianne.

it's sooo inspiring!!

happy sunday!

betty

Evanir said...

Não se permita entristecer,
Mostre a todos o valor do seu sorriso
aproveite esse Dia para ser feliz
Faça chuva ou Sol estarei sempre aqui para dizer
que te amo.
Um lindo final Domingo.
Beijos no coração.
Evanir

Elia said...

Congratulations!
Every day you excel yourself,
You are a poet full of romanticism and talent,
Thank you for these gifts in the shape of poetry.

warm embrace from Spain,

besos

eljardindemiduende ^^

Zeba said...

Wonderful. I loved it.

Fernando Santos (Chana) said...

Belo texto...Espectacular....
Cumprimentos

Ricardo Miñana said...

Sometimes we kill time in the most silly, not realizing that the end is the time it will end with everyone.
very nice your letters.
a hug.

jasmin said...
This comment has been removed by the author.
/t. said...

dianne,
nice piece
but
it would fill
my heart with sadness
to know yours was filled so...
you might start a chain reaction(!)

your springtime is here & summer garden is right around the corner -- be happy

× × ×

/t.

Paul said...

Dianne, i've followed your link from Fionas blog and i'm glad i did. This is beautifully written, you can feel the despair as the poem progresses. I also love your images (i'm a big fan of nature) and love how you combine words and imagery. I'll be back :)

Best wishes

Paul Poetic Sauce

BrandNewStudio said...

WonderfulPost

dianne said...

Thank you dear äмän for your thoughtful comment.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Betty for your lovely and encouraging comment, I am so pleased that my writing is inspiring.

Happy Wednesday!

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Obrigada Evanir querida amiga por suas palavras mais pensativo. Por favor, não se preocupe por mim, vou ficar bem, eu continuo a achar a felicidade e algo que me faça sorrir.
Abraços e beijos
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you Elia dear friend for your thoughtful words of praise and encouragement. I am so pleased that you enjoyed my prose.

A warm embrace from Sydney.

Besos

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Zeba for your lovely comment.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Fernando querido amigo obrigado pelo seu comentário lindo.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Ricardo for your thoughtful comment, I am pleased that you enjoyed my words.
a hug.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you Jasmin dear friend for your thoughtful words, yes sometimes it is difficult to let go, to say Goodbye to our feelings.

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you my dear friend /t. for your lovely, heartfelt words.
Please don't let your heart be filled with sadness, I shall be fine and I am happy for the most part.
Yes Spring is here with all of its beautiful flowers and Summer is not far away.
I have many reasons to be happy, my baby grandson was born on Monday morning and he is perfect and so beautiful. :)
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Paul for your thoughtful comment and for following my blog. I am also a fan of nature and all of her wonders. I am so pleased that you love my images, it is nice to share these here for all to see.
I hope you will be back and that I don't disappoint, for lately I feel that my the poem or prose that I write may be my last. :)
Best wishes to you too!
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Skizo for your kind words.
xoxoxo ♡

Rahul Bhatia said...

A beautiful post!Poignant one!

LHÚ WEISS said...

Beautiful post and beautiful blog!
I will return!
Hugs
Lhú Weiss

dianne said...

Thank you dear Rahul for your very thoughtful comment.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Lhú Weiss for your very sweet comment.
Hugs

xoxoxo ♡

JUAN FUENTES said...

Amiga Dienne.Nuestras células podran envejercer,pero tu alegria de vivir és permanente y casi inmortal.
Gracias por tu visita

Marty said...

oh my god, how sad !!! so touching dear Diane ! what a great poem !
but there's always a light somewhere!
have a wonderful weekend !
bisous

Marinela said...

Beautiful prose Dianne! I love it :)

dianne said...

Juan querido amigo gracias por tus palabras pensativo.
un fuerte abrazo
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Marty for your lovely comment, please don't be alarmed I am alright, yes there is always light to be found somewhere.
Have a lovely weekend.
bisous
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Marinela for your kind comment, I am happy that you loved my prose.
xoxoxo ♡

J Cosmo Newbery said...

I agree that, generally, there is a time for everything but I fail to be convinced about folk-dancing.

Muriel said...

Bonsoir Dianne ,
Just a question : il n'y a pas de musique sur ton blog pour accompagner tes poemes ?
Bisous bisous .

Alexandre Fabbri said...

“To see with their eyes, to hear with their ears, to understand how they experience time, how they learn about death, how they feel love and how they perceive the world. To be one of them and so become a brighter messenger of light, in these dark days.” Faraway, So Close.

dianne said...

Dear J Cosmo , thank you for your comment, I guess folk-dancing is not for everyone. :)

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Chers Muriel vous remercie pour votre commentaire. J'ai été de considérer l'ajout de musique pour accompagner mes poèmes et de prose, tant de gens n'apprécient pas l'ajout de musique, mais je ne poster quelques vidéos de musique occasionnellement.
bisous bisous

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Alexandre , mon amie for leaving these lovely words here and for the link to "Faraway, So Close"...so beautiful and words from the mouths of Angels.

xoxoxo ♡

Tiago Braga said...

u write here a big big true, amazing words, i love it

Suzane Weck said...

Querida amiga,muito obrigado pelas palavras de tanto conforto e carinho.Sinto que teu coração de ouro veio me fazer uma visitinha aqui no Brazil e aqui me deixou tua grande amizade.Estarei seguindo teu lindo blog,que é uma alegria para os olhos.Beijo.

Joop Zand said...

It's again so wonderful Dianne.... my compliments honey.

warm greetings, Joop x

dianne said...

Thank you dear Tiago for your lovely comment.
Beijos
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Caro amigo Suzane , obrigado por suas amáveis ​​palavras, é tão lindo ter você visita aqui. Eu tenho três gatos mim, eles são como bebês para mim, eu os amo e eu entendo como você deve estar triste. Eles se tornam uma parte tão grande de nossas vidas e quando eles foram eles deixam um vazio e nos sentimos perdidos.
Tome cuidado querido amigo.
Abraços e beijos, Dianne.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Joop for your lovely comment, you are very kind.
warm greetings, Dianne.

xoxoxo ♡

Magia da Inês said...

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Muito, muito lindo esse poema!!!
Há um tempo para tudo, até para guardar doces e ternas lembranças.
Boa semana!
Beijos.
Brasil°º♫
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JUAN FUENTES said...

Amiga Dianna.Sienpre amamos los tiempos pasados,porque sabemos que no volveran,a las personas los recuerdos de su juventud perduran en su mente.
Un fuerte abrazo

Foam said...

Congratulations! ... :)

dianne said...

Obrigado pelo seu comentário lindo querida Inês , sim, há sempre um tempo para as memórias se isso é tudo que nos resta.
beijos
xoxoxo

dianne said...

Juan querido amigo, voy a recordar y amar el pasado, los recuerdos siguen siendo los mismos y no puede ser quitado.
Un gran abrazo a mi amigo sabio.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dearest Foamy for your congratulations. :)
xoxoxo ♡

JUAN FUENTES said...

Amiga Dianne Solo soy un burdo paleto,pero los años nos dan esa filosofia para compreder los acontecimientos que nos ocurren,aunque a veces nuestras mentes no puedan hacerlo.
Me alegro te sigan gustando mis fotos.
Juan

BlueShell said...

...as time goes by...
A very nice poeme....love it...

Hugs

dianne said...

Amigo Juan , no creo que usted es un paleto, es sensible y dulce, que es evidente en sus fotografías preciosas y composiciones aún la vida.
Un fuerte abrazo
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Blue Shell for your lovely comment.
Yes ...as time goes by...I am more accepting of my situation.
Hugs to you too!

xoxoxo ♡

JUAN FUENTES said...

Amiga Dianne.A ti te gustan las flores,el mar,los colores,la poesia y eres abuelas,¿Que más le puede pedir a la vida?
Un fuerte abrazo
Juan

dianne said...

Gracias amigo Juan , sí, yo soy afortunado y bendecido de muchas maneras. Supongo que no hace falta nada más, sino alguien a quien amar me sería bueno ..
Un fuerte abrazo
xoxoxo ♡

K9 said...

"catch the hours and hold them"

very nice.

congratulations to you!! there is joy and love for ya!

Enrique G.A. said...

A beautiful series where we bring instant unabella and a beautiful poem that perfectly combine
Greetings ..-

dianne said...

Thank you dear K9 for your sweet comment. Perhaps joy and love do wait for me somewhere.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Enrique for your thoughtful comment, yes I thought the image was perfect for my poem.
Greetings.
xoxoxo ♡

Ricardo Miñana said...

I leave you my greetings and wishes for you
a happy weekend.
a hug.

dianne said...

Thank you dear Ricardo for your kind wishes and greetings.
A lovely weekend for you my too friend.
hugs.
xoxoxo ♡

JUAN FUENTES said...

Amiga Dianne.El amor físico nos embarga y nos anula nuestras personalidades.
Para mi és mucho más importante la amistad y la cultura.
Tu eres muy sencible,se nota en tus escritos,aunque puede ser que mi opinión sea de una persona bastante mayor.
Me alegro te sigan gustando mis fotos
Un fuertre abrazo

Magia da Inês said...

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Olá, amigo!
Bom fim de semana!
Beijinhos.
Brasil°º♪♫
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