Breathe Me

The video I was hoping to paste is below but embedding is not permitted now. I tried to link it here but it did not work. Don't worry I am ok today, still  hurt but not hurting myself. I just love this song and the video clip of Elizabeth and Darcy from Pride and Prejudice.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C6MYam2hrdM

Help, I have done it again
I have been here many times before
Hurt myself again today
And the worst part is there's no one else to blame
Be my friend

Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small and needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
I've lost myself again and I feel unsafe

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small and needy
Warm me up
And breathe me

Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me
I am small and needy
Warm me up
And breathe me 

Song and Lyrics by Sia 

An Explanation

Some of you have kindly left messages and e-mails asking if I am OK since I have not posted anything here and have not visited some of your blogs. Thank you for that kindness.
I am sad and have been unwell for some time since I have lost the friendship of someone I cared for deeply. I don't know why this has happened but it has affected me profoundly. 
There was no Goodbye. Something I did, something I said, something I neglected to say, perhaps I was too outspoken, perhaps a misunderstanding...surely nothing said that was worth ending a friendship of five years? ... I am still trying to understand what has happened.

In recent weeks I have come very close to deleting this blog a number of times as it seemed to have no relevance any more. It does hold many memories for me, mostly happy but some sadness as well. Many of the poems were written for this friend, I thought he would always be my friend but one cannot be too sure of anything it would seem.
Most of my prose and poems and many of the images only exist here, yes, I have some poems written in my journal but not all of them. It would be no great loss if some of my dreary poems went but when it came to deleting my entire blog I could not destroy all of my poems and prose, many of those words I have written are so much a part of me, a part of my memories, whether happy or sad. 
I could not destroy all of your wonderful comments and encouragement you have left for me. One of my friends Foamy, has been with me from the very beginning, way back to August, 2008 when this journey began. Some friends from then have come and gone, others stop by occasionally and I have been so fortunate to have been found by all of my new friends/followers along the way...especially Elia, Leovi and Juan who never fail to visit me almost every day. I thank you all for your wonderful comments, messages and most of all your friendship. Please bear with me a little longer, I hope to be back soon, once I get my heart and head back to some kind of normality.

Sincerely, Dianne ...  ♡

Free Nature Flowers Wallpaper

Happy Valentine's Day

To all who love, who are loved and those searching for that special person ... have a beautiful day ... ♥

Red roses are the tradional flowers for Valentines Day and yes they are very beautiful. I am taking a break from convention and have chosen this image of red poppies, they are for remembrance; lovers remembering each other on this special day and those seeking new love and hoping to make new memories.

                                                                                                                                 

                                                           

Image care of weheartit

Strength and Hope

 Early morning sunlight

 

 There is cool to be felt in the shade

The branches reach far into the blue of the sky

My tree under the bright blue of a Summer sky

Images of my beautiful tree, Eucalyptus Haemastoma, taken in the early morning on a day in Spring, September 2011 and one image during that Summer. I was very ill with pneumonia and likely to be hospitalised; though very weak I ventured out to my tree and the freshness of the morning air. The bark was cool against my face, I found much strength in its beauty, the canopy, the leaves and branches as they reached into the sky. I hugged my tree, it is sacred to me and gives me strength even now. 

When I was in hospital for heart surgery back in December, 2003, I remember the sterilty of the hospital, the noise, no sleep. I longed to be home in the fresh air amongst familiar scents and sounds. My first day home is still memorable, the beauty of that day ... the brightness, the sky, the fresh air, the scents of my flowers blossoming, the colours, my tree, the birds singing. I was blessed. My painful recovery was still ahead of me but I never take the beauty of Nature or trees for granted, I came so close to not ever experiencing any of it again.
Please enlarge all images.

A Language Just For The Two Of Us

I have removed the content of the previous post, it makes me appear foolish and desperate, which is how I feel lately … but I must keep some dignity. The outpouring of my feelings was not a good idea, I was trying to reach out to him and remind him of some of the many lovely words he has said to me in happier times. It was a language just for the two of us; something we once shared. I hoped he would visit and see but the chances of that happening were very remote. The flowers in the previous post are amongst many I have picked for my friend when he was down and unhappy…those and an understanding heart and words of comfort for him. Some people don’t appreciate anything you do for them; they just trample all over your feelings when you are not needed any more. I don’t think he realises how sensitive I am and how much he has hurt me, but he should. Anyway, I think it is all too late now, he has gone and it is sad to hold onto any hope when there is none.

When I am feeling more calm and less hurt, I hope to write a poem or a post which will be more positive.

I thank all of you for your constant support and lovely comments, you are all important to me. 

Your friend, Dianne ... ♡ 
 

This image is an Australian winter sky which I photographed from my garden a few years back, please enlarge for a better view.                                                                                                                                                

The Spaces in Between

Content removed, please see next post. I thank you all for your constant support and your lovely comments; you are all important to me.

Image - "Flowers for a Friend" - from my garden

Was There Nothing Left To Say?

It's a lonely path I walk
Since you have gone away
You have taken my happiness
Was there nothing left to say?
Where are your warm words
They embraced me every day
Now you leave me here in silence
Alone with my sadness and tears
I return to your words again
For some solace in my days
They are all I have of you now
Since you went away
How can you forget
All that we once shared?
I thought you were my friend
I hoped that you cared
I look for you each day
And when the night is still
When will you return again
We were only at the start
There is an emptiness in my heart
That only you can fill
I will follow the path of memories
To find my way to you ...

Poem - Dianne Dawes ... ♥
Image - Grasses, Wildflowers, Sky, Meadow - Free Wallpaper