Monday, December 31, 2012

Happy New Year

Happy New Year greetings for 2013 to all of my dear friends and followers. As the clock strikes midnight tonight may you share this special moment with those you love, whether it is with family or with that one special person in your life. May the coming year be one of peace, good health, love and happiness. Please keep some love and compassion in your hearts for those who will not be with their families to see in this New Year, those people who are alone and those who are homeless and have no-one to care for them.

My love and best wishes to all
Dianne ...


Saturday, December 29, 2012

Now I Become Myself

Now I become myself. It's taken
Time, many years and places;
I have been dissolved and shaken,
Worn other people's faces,
Run madly, as if Time were there,
Terribly old, crying a warning,
"Hurry, you will be dead before--"
(What? Before you reach the morning?
Or the end of the poem is clear?
Or love safe in the walled city?)
Now to stand still, to be here,
Feel my own weight and density!
The black shadow on the paper
Is my hand; the shadow of a word
As thought shapes the shaper
Falls heavy on the page, is heard.
All fuses now, falls into place
From wish to action, word to silence,
My work, my love, my time, my face
Gathered into one intense
Gesture of growing like a plant.
As slowly as the ripening fruit
Fertile, detached, and always spent,
Falls but does not exhaust the root,
So all the poem is, can give,
Grows in me to become the song,
Made so and rooted by love.
Now there is time and Time is young.
O, in this single hour I live
All of myself and do not move.
I, the pursued, who madly ran,
Stand still, stand still, and stop the sun!

May Sarton - Selected Poems
( Eleanore Marie Sarton (1912 – 1995)

Sunday, December 23, 2012

Christmas Greetings

To wish all of you a very Merry Christmas as you spend this special season with your loved ones, families and friends.

Thank you dear friends for your kind comments and support throughout this year, it has meant so much to me.The love and friendship you have shown me has helped me through some difficult times.
Love and best wishes, Dianne ... ♥

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Sunday, December 16, 2012

Assassin's Tango - Something Different - AO

Video 1, a lovely tango dance segment in this.

Video 2 - Delightful but some images for Adults Only

Tango music by John Powell from the soundtrack of the film 'Mr & Mrs Smith'.Enjoy, I have been dancing all night!
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Wednesday, December 12, 2012


Smile and enjoy this special day...♥

Image from my friend Elia.

Friday, December 7, 2012

On The Outside Looking In

It's a cold and lonely place
on the outside looking in
There's a chill in my heart
as I look for you there
Trying to find a reflection
of how we used to be
I'm excluded and rejected
such a desolate place to be
How sad that you forget
all that we once shared
How long I would wait
in silence for you here
I had no expectations
it was just that I cared
I was always about 'feelings'
always about 'heart'
We had a long history
I was with you from the start
I gave you consolation
the warmth of my heart
Always there to listen
when you needed a friend
But you wrote the last words
on the page that said 'Goodbye'
Closed the book on me
and sent me away.
And showed me little understanding
in the end ...

Poem - Dianne Dawes ... ♥
Image  - Still from 'The Double Life of Véronique'
             Courtesy of Google Images

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Alex and Anny - C'est Magnifique

Alexandre Lane and  Anny Laplante
Musique- Russian Dance by Tom Waits
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Saturday, November 24, 2012

Blue Silence

As the blue of the early evening sky
fades into darkness of night
and envelopes the day
my heart is filled with blue silence...
In the peace of this silence
I look to the stars above
to find my way in the darkness
A promise in their reflected light
and I wait for the brightness of the blue
of a new morning sky as it awakens tomorrow
Where buds await, which were once green
but now show a faint tint of colour
and will soon burst forth with beauty
into flowers of pink and golden yellow.

Prose - Dianne Dawes ... ♥
Image-  Free Wallpaper -Tulips Flowers Buds Sky Reflections
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Saturday, November 10, 2012

Forgotten ...

The clock has stopped
Time stands still momentarily
I pause to reflect
I look for you
But you are not there
You are never there
Just a shadow of a memory
In the darkness of time.
You were so sweet
I would have waited forever
But how could I, without one word
One kind gesture, anything from you?
I lost all hope in your absence
In the lonely space of time.
At what moment in time did you stop caring?
You did not say, I was not aware
It was as if you left the room for a moment
and never returned
There I waited in the sad emptiness
of the void you left behind 
Wondering, questioning ...
Every flower needs sustenance
or it will fade and die
You left me, wanting, needing 
You once were so kind.
Now time moves on once more
And you leave me in that lonely space
That place which is your past.
I have become a forgotten rose, 
A vague memory, a shadow.
Just someone you used to know ...

Prose - Dianne Dawes ... ♥
Image - Blue Sky & Flowers Free Wallpaper

Sunday, November 4, 2012


Since I lost you I am silence-haunted,
Sounds wave their little wings
A moment, then in weariness settle
On the flood that soundless swings.

Whether the people in the street

Like pattering ripples go by,
Or whether the theatre sighs and sighs
With a loud, hoarse sigh: 

Or the wind shakes a ravel of light
Over the dead-black river,
Or night's last echoing
Makes the daybreak shiver:

I feel the silence waiting

To take them all up again
In its vast completeness, enfolding
The sound of men.

Poem - Silence - D H Lawrence 1885 - 1930
Image - Moonlight / Claire de Lune -  1894
            Félix Edouard Vallotton -1865 -1925

Thursday, October 25, 2012


The uncertainties of life
Take so much away
Nothing is given
That cannot be taken away
Feelings, dreams, comfort, love
Everything can change
Whether in a moment
Or the passing of a day
One cannot rest on complacency
Nothing stays the same
I look to the beauty of the sky
The meadows and the trees
And hope that tomorrow
They will all be there again ...

Poem - Dianne Dawes ... ♥
Image - Nature Grass Fields Free Wallpaper
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Sunday, October 14, 2012


How did the Devil come? When first attack?
These Norfolk lanes recall lost innocence,
The years fall off and find me walking back
Dragging a stick along the wooden fence
Down this same path, where, forty years ago,
My father strolled behind me, calm and slow. 

I used to fill my hands with sorrel seeds
And shower him with them from the tops of the stiles,
I used to butt my head into his tweeds
To make him hurry down those languorous miles
Of ash and alder-shaded lanes, till here
Our moorings and the masthead would appear. 

There after supper lit by lantern light
Warm in the cabin I could lie secure
And hear against the polished sides at night
The lap lap lapping of the weedy Bure,
A whispering and watery Norfolk sound
Telling of all the moonlit reeds around. 

How did the Devil come? When first attack?
The church is just the same, though now I know
Fowler of Louth restored it. Time, bring back
The rapturous ignorance of long ago,
The peace, before the dreadful daylight starts,
Of unkept promises and broken hearts.

by John Betjeman  1906 - 1984

Image - The River Bure
Image - A Field Beside the River Bure
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