Happy New Year

Happy New Year greetings for 2014 to all of my dear friends, followers who have become like family and my new followers. As the clock strikes midnight tonight may you share this special moment with those you love, whether it is with family, friends 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 and loved ones 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 ... ♡

Christmas Greetings

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

Thank you my dear friends for all of your kind comments and support throughout a year which has been difficult for me, your love, warmth and friendship has meant so much to me.

I have chosen these images for they have a feeling of coolness to them, the weather here is unbearably hot. I was hoping for a White Christmas, one day perhaps but for now these images will be just fine.

Love and best wishes, Dianne ... ♥

 Images courtesy of Internet and Free Wallpapers.

Places In My Heart

There are places in my heart

Where wounds wait to heal

The hurt cuts so deeply

I need a reprieve

Memories bring thoughts of you

But still you are not near

I cannot feel your presence

For me you are not here

The silence of the darkness

Alone with my tears

That feeling of exclusion

Because you are never here

You asked me to write for you

To alleviate your pain

But my words go unnoticed

They are written in vain

You said the heart is everything

Well yes it is to me

If you ever read my words

You would feel what they reveal

But your presence eludes me

And my words go unseen

So I sit in this room of wait

Hoping you will return

Out of the quiet and darkness

To feel your warmth again ...

Poem - Dianne Dawes ... ♥

Image from the Internet

 

Love After Love

The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other's welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.

You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.

Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.


Derek Walcott

23 January 1930 / Castries / St Lucia

Image "Reflections in Mirror" Ferdinand Toussaint

Belgian Artist 1873-1955

The Silence of Absence

The silence of your absence

Is a lonely place to be

Disappointment

My companion

Since you went away

Memories of your words

Are with me every day

Like echoes in my heart

Of some lost melody

From the shadows of silence

I look for you each day

I wonder where you are

When you go away

And what always keeps you

From returning to me

I see shadows of your presence

But so far away from me

Have you nothing left at all

Nothing left to say

Friendship is forever

That is what I believed

But I wonder now

Since you have gone away

Still I wait beneath our tree

Hoping you will return

Where you placed

In its deepest heart

Your precious words to me

That place you may return to

If you think of me some day

A place you may remember

If I'm in your thoughts

One day... 

Poem - Dianne Dawes ... ♥

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After The Rain ...

After so many days and nights

Of unforgiving heat

Finally a sound once familiar

Hoped for, wished for.

From a soft morning sky

Of grey and mist

Rain falling, falling

The air is fresh and cool once more

Scented with the sweet fragrance

Of rain, foliage and flowers

In this misty light-

The colours take on a softer hue

Brown will soon return to green.

The parched earth

Dry and thirsty

Drinks rapturously.

Languid leaves and foliage

Glisten again

The trees revive, sigh

Refreshed

Their thirst quenched.

From small pools

Rivulets form and flow

To the lower reaches

Of the valley.

Their journey fulfilled

To replenish and swell 

The dry creek beds

And the water of life will flow once again ...

Prose - Dianne Dawes ... ♥

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