Saturday, January 28, 2012

White Silences

I sit here in solitude
With thoughts of you
Memories of conversations
Between me and you
Of kind words and flowers
And green leaves on trees
Now gone forever
Taken by the breeze
Snow falls around me
Without a sound
Leaves follow closely
Floating softly to the ground
Not a breath can be heard
Not a voice, not a sound
In the silence of the forest
Solace can be found
I lose myself in memories
Of moments spent with you
In the cold white silences
Amidst softly falling snow.

Poem by Dianne D ... ♥
Image: Green Leaf and First Snow 123rf/com

73 comments:

Giga said...

Na szczęście przyroda się znowu obudzi i nie będziemy musieli tylko wspominać. Pozdrawiam. *** Fortunately, nature wakes up again and we will not have just mentioned. Yours

Rahul Bhatia said...

Amazing words , Dianne!What a lovely description of solitude and nature!

Lee said...

That's sad.

foam said...

This is beautiful. I can sense the silence of this freshly fallen snow. it can make for a contemplative mood.


And to think it's not marred be yellow snow yet. (sorry, couldn't resist).

dianne said...

Dziękuję za komentarz drogi Giga , tak na szczęście natura budzi się ponownie i mam nadzieję, że przyniesie szczęście.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Rahul for your sweet comment, I am so pleased that you enjoyed my words.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thanks dear Lee , yes a sad poem, even more so before my edit...
"Teardrops cannot be heard
as they fall softly to the ground
in the silence of the forest".
It is a sensitive poem about feelings and loss of hope using apsects of nature as metaphors.
I hope you enjoyed it anyway?
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dearest Foamy for your lovely comment; I am pleased that you could sense the silence and solitude I hoped to evoke with my words.
No, the snow is still pristine, not a sign of yellow. ;)
xoxoxo ♡

Carmen Barriuso said...

Hermosas palabras, me gusta mucho.

Besos

dianne said...

Querida Carmen, muchas gracias por sus amables palabras, besos para ti!
xoxoxo ♡

HLiza said...

Snow has always been associated with sadness, cold heart and sorrow. I just hope there's a slight ray of light in the midst of it all..

♥●• İzdihër •●♥ said...

So beautiful .

Leovi said...

Beautiful poem full of nostalgia, words with the wind and our memories are the sensations. Besos.

Joop Zand said...

I like this poem Dianne.....your work is always very nice.

warm greetings and a big hug, Joop x

Elia said...

So beautiful dear Dianne...
I love the silence but with your words all is better, is special!

Thanks so much for this moment,
besos y abrazos


eljardindemiduende ^^


(I have in this moment 3,oo º in the garden...brrrrrr)

José Ramón said...

Dianne Muy bella esta entrada me gusta la imagen y sus textos.
Un cordial saludo desde…
Abstracción textos y Reflexión.

~*Princesa Fiona*~ said...

WoW ~ this is a beauty of words crafted into perfection along with the image! Really loved this one, dear Dianne :) ♥

/t. said...

gotta say, d

this one might be
one of your best ever

you're really getting the flow,
getting to a fine space

× × ×

/t.

Magia da Inês said...

°º✿
º° ✿ ✿⊱╮

Os seus versos são um labirinto de doçura e tristeza.
Bom fim de semana!
Beijinhos.
Brasil

º° ✿ ✿⊱╮

dianne said...

Thank you dear HLiza for your lovely words, I hope there is ray of light somewhere to be found.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Izdihër for your lovely comment. :)
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear friend Leovi for your lovely comment, yes words of nostalgia for something lost.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Joop for your very kind words.
A big hug from me!
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dearest Elia for your kind and thoughtful comment, I am pleased that you liked this poem and enjoyed the moment.
Gosh, the temperature there is as cold as the surroundings in my poem, I hope you get some sunshine soon.
Kisses and hugs.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Gracias, querido José, por sus amables palabras y comentarios. Cálido saludo a usted.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Fiona for your thoughtful words and the 'wow', I am so pleased that you loved this poem and the image I have chosen.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear friend /t. for your thoughtful and encouraging words.
There were a few more lines but I decided to edit them out before I posted the poem.

"Teardrops cannot be heard
as they fall softly to the ground
in the silence of the forest
lost hopes cannot be found"

xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Obrigado querida Inês por seu comentário atencioso e doce.
Um bom fim de semana querida amiga.
beijos
xoxoxo ♡

Jasmin said...
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dianne said...

Jasmin lieber Freund, ich danke Ihnen für Ihre freundlichen und aufmerksamen Worte. Ja, eine Tür wurde geschlossen und es wäre sinnlos für mich schauen, um wieder mit der Hoffnung, ich werde nicht an anderer Stelle entweder schauen, es gibt keine Sonne auf mich wartete. Ich werde für mich zu behalten, ist es besser so.
Sehr liebe Grüße von ihrem Freund, Dianne.
xoxoxo ♡

Antonio Machado said...

Hello Dianne,
beautiful post!
Congratulations, a hug!

Art said...

It is unique and wonderful poem!

dianne said...

Thank you dear Antonio for your kind words.
A hug!
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Art for your thoughtful comment.
xoxoxo ♡

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Unrequited love. Is there a way out?

dianne said...

Yes dear J Cosmo , there is a way out, one just has to try and forget about love altogether, that should work.
xoxoxo ♡

Leovi said...

For the loneliness harms every memory we have to pair it with a hope. Besos.

JUAN FUENTES said...

Amiga Dianne.Tu sensivilidad sale en todos tus poemas,tu amor a la vida y a todo lo que te rodea se ve en ellos.
Libertad para la mujeres,ésta espresión no nos vale en los paises donde la base de su cultura és la religón,sobretodo en los paises árabes

puerileuwaite said...

This is why I tape everything. Conversations, leaves onto trees etc. I've even been know to tape a lady to the furniture.

dianne said...

Thank you dear Leovi for your thoughtful words. Sometimes the memories remind us too much of what we have lost and how lonely we feel now and then we don't feel hopeful at all.
Besos
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Juan querido amigo. gracias por tus palabras pensativo. Yo sé que en coutries muchas mujeres no tienen libertad, no tiene voz para ser escuchado por la cultura y la religión son considerados como propiedad del hombre, y no hay tal desequilibrio de las libertades y el acceso a la educación. Estoy muy agradecido de que tengo mi libertad, algo que nunca dan por sentado.
muchos abrazos
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Pugsley my sweet, lovely to see you here.
That is a good idea, I should start taping everything too, leaves onto trees, conversations and perhaps a man to a chair.
xoxoxo ♡

JUAN FUENTES said...

Amiga Dianne.El humor de mi fotografia fué para el compañero de ella, al encontrase los dos en la cama.
Un fuerte abrazo

Incanto Images said...

een mooie combinatie, fijntjes gebracht.

Groetjes Von

Leovi said...

Why did you dress the naked silence with beautiful words. Besos.

JUAN FUENTES said...

Amiga Dianne.Tu instinto maternal salió al ver la fotografia del muñeco.
Un fuerte abrazo

dianne said...

Amigo Juan , que estaba en la cama y que tenía un resfriado? :)
Un cálido abrazo
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Dank u lieve Von voor je lieve woorden, ik ben blij dat je de combinatie vond.
groeten Dianne
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Leovi querido amigo, me puse el silencio con mis palabras con la esperanza de llegar a alguien. Él no estaba escuchando.
Besos
xoxoxo ♡

Enrique G.A. said...

Hello Dianne, a beautiful entrance, there is none like thinking in solitude; memories ....
A beautiful poem
Greetings .-

dianne said...

Thank you dear Enrique for your thoughtful words; yes, sometimes memories in solitude are all we have.
Saludos
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Amigo Juan , sí, yo soy madre, tengo un nieto recién nacido, una bendición y amó.
Un abrazo
xoxoxo ♡

JUAN FUENTES said...

Amiga Dianne.Estamos en una sociedad de consumo,al no servir algo lo tiramo,pero en el caso de la muñeca,también abandonaron una ilusión.
Un fuerte abrazo

Betty Manousos@ Cut and Dry said...

hi dianne, what romantic anfd powerful at the same time words!

the photo you chose to pair with it is very beautiful, too.

Marty said...

beautiful poem dear Dianne ! remember the good time and nothing else ! life is beautiful !
bisous

Kunal said...

Another breathtaking poem by you Dianne... :)

Not a word out of place in this one...

Of kind words and flowers
And green leaves on trees
Now gone forever
Taken by the breeze..

Marvelous :)

dianne said...

Amigo Juan , sí, yo diría que en esta sociedad de consumo, muchas cosas son abandonados.
Un fuerte abrazo
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you Betty dear for your lovely words. I am so pleased that you enjoyed my poem and the photo.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you Marty dear, for your kind words. I am feeling the warmth of those memories, at least I have them.
Yes, life is beautiful, you show us its beauty every day with your wonderful images.
bisous
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Kunal for your thoughtful and generous comment, I am so pleased that my words touched you. :)
xoxoxo ♡

JUAN FUENTES said...

Amiga mia..Tu educación y tu amor a la poesia te hacen amar también a las flores,ellas nos acompañan casi siempre.
Un fuerte abrazo

nouvelles couleurs - vienna atelier said...

so nice words, and true...

dianne said...

Juan amigo de mi, me encanta la belleza de las flores.
Un cálido abrazo
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Laura for your thoughtful words.
xoxoxo ♡

Leovi said...

Yes, watch the snow fall is very poetic, relaxing and evocative, unlike the rain is more visual and completely silent. Besos.

dianne said...

Yes dear Leovi , I have only once stood beneath falling snow, for me a surreal experience, it was silent and beautiful, evocative too, lost in one's thoughts.
Besos
xoxoxo ♡

Leovi said...

The best thing about memories is that we can give you the time we want, we can make fast or slow, even stop them. Besos.

dianne said...

Yes dear Leovi , we can enjoy our memories whenever we want to, enjoy them at our leisure.
I do love the rain too, I like standing in the rain and having it splash on my face, its taste, the different sounds, from a light shower to a heavy downpour, its fragrance, as afterwards everything smells beautiful and fresh.
Besos
xoxoxo ♡

Magia da Inês said...

Bom fim de semana!
Beijinhos.
Brasil

✿⊱╮
¸.•°`♥✿⊱╮

dianne said...

Obrigado querida Inês, uma boa semana para você também meu amigo.
Beijinhos
xoxoxo ♡

Mona`s Seelenwelt said...

beautiful..i like this poem:)

my dear dianne.. i have an award for you on my blog. http://seelenweltenundmehr.blogspot.com
Your blog is so beautiful with amazing and thoughtful words..thank you<3

best wishes and a big hug for you
Mona

dianne said...

Thank you dear Mona for your thoughtful words and for your kindness in selecting my blog for this award.
best wishes and a big hug for you too.
xoxoxo ♡

Craftsman of light said...

Dianne,

Once again
your very words coming through
" white silence "....the kind of silence that allures me, has always allured me!

Indeed, thet sparkle in their whiteness...so it seems to me!

hugs.
col