Wednesday, June 18, 2014

The Journey



I saw you from the platform
Waved and beckoned you to come
Perhaps you could not see me
Through the bright glare of the sun
The train pulled away slowly
As I watched you disappear
Waving from the window
Until you had gone from view
Such a pity you weren’t with me
It would have been so nice
Some pleasant conversation
Watching fields and trees pass by
The sun shining through the window
From a sky of softest blue
Sunlight moving around the carriage
As the train wound around the bends
So nice to have a companion
Instead of sitting there alone
Such a long journey
All on my own
Soon I drifted into slumber
From the rhythm of the train
A soothing song of movement
As it travelled along the rails
I dreamed that you were with me
And I leaned against your arm
Such a warm, close feeling
So nice to feel you near
Touch always holds a memory
Long after the moment has passed
Something to hold onto
To keep in one's heart
But just as I felt comfortable
I was awoken from my dream
The train had stopped so loudly
As it came to a sudden halt
I had reached my destination
And found I was alone…

Prose - Dianne Dawes ... ♥
Image from Internet, please enlarge


25 comments:

ΚΙΤΡΙΝΟΣ ΡΥΠΟΣ said...

Dear Dianne,

The sun of your soul always shines and the writing of your heart illuminates the whole universe.

Yannis Politopoulos

♥AMBre said...

Tu décris très bien ce que l'on ressent lorsque l'on laisse une personne aimée sur le quai.
Je t'embrasse

martinealison said...

Bonsoir,
De si jolis mots... Une grande sensibilité...

Gros bisous ❦

dianne said...

Thank you dear Yannis for your sweet and kind words. I hope the words I write which come from my deep within my heart and my experiences of life, bring some warmth to everyone.
hugs my friend
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Cher ♥AMBre, je vous remercie de vos aimables paroles, oui, c'est un sentiment de perte, lorsque vous quittez votre coeur derrière parce que personne ne vous voit pas, ou si vous entendez ... mais c'est ainsi que la vie est parfois une déception.
Bisous
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Cher Martine , merci pour vos aimables paroles et votre compréhension de ma sensibilité.
Bisous
xoxoxo ♡

Leovi said...

This poem gets goosebumps on initial farewell! Very nice feelings!
Besos!

dianne said...

Thank you dear Leovi for your kind words. Goosebumps, yes,the journey could have had some pleasant possibilities...but sadly no.
Besos
xoxoxo ♡

Sui Generis said...

Oh what a touching poem of parting and yearning!
Wonderfully expressed as always! :)

dianne said...

Thank you dear Sui for your kind and generous words.
hugs
xoxoxo ♡

Leovi said...

The journey to a new life ... love ... the future is behind him breathe! Kisses!

Antonio Machado said...

Hello Dianne,
the train is still on track ... Good to know that we do not know the next station.
When will it arrive? While this is poetry!
A hug from a friend

JUAN FUENTES said...

La naturaleza,nos da gratis todo aquello que estamos destruyendo

Łucja-Maria said...

Dianne, I love your poems.
They give me joy for the day.
Greetings.
Lucia

dianne said...

Thank you dear Leovi ,yes a journey to a new life, a life alone but that is not new...I must remember to breathe.
Many hugs and kisses
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Antonio for your kind and wise words.
No-one knows where the train will take her next, or if it will arrive at all for I am not sure that the train is still on track. I suspect her hopes were derailed when he did not join her on the journey.
Such disappointment.
A hug for you dear friend.
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Sí querido Juan , deberíamos ser más conscientes de la destrucción que causamos y cambiar nuestros caminos antes de que sea demasiado tarde
abrazos mi amigo
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Thank you dear Lucia for your thoughtful words, I am pleased my poems give you joy.
Warm greetings.
xoxoxo ♡

Elia said...

MAGNÍFICO !!!!
como me gusta este poema,
amo viajar en los trenes, ver los campos (la foto me ha traído tantos recuerdos)
pero siempre me gusta viajar en compañía para saborear el camino,
me gusta mucho este poema, tus palabras
esa sensibilidad que tienes...
espero que nunca estés sola al final del viaje, te mereces lo mejor

besos
disfruta del fin de semana ^^

kisses

Magia da Inês said...

•°
º°。♡♡
Descrição da solidão!...
Poema cheio de dor...

Ótimo dia cheio de luz e muita paz!!!
Bom fim de semana!
Beijinhos.
º。✿✿º°

dianne said...

Elia querido amigo, gracias por sus palabras inteligentes y amables. Estoy tan satisfecho te gusta este poema y se ha traído a la memoria para usted.
También me gusta viajar en tren, viajes más largos, especialmente donde las pueda ver la luz del sol y un hermoso paisaje.
Gracias por su amabilidad, sería una maravilla para viajar con un amigo, pero parece siempre voy a estar viajando solo.
Disfruta de tu fin de semana también. ^ ^
besos
xoxoxo ♡

dianne said...

Obrigado querida Inês pelas suas amáveis ​​palavras. Alguns solidão, sim, claro. Dor, não. Um é usado para as decepções na vida, além do mais, a paisagem é sempre bela.
Obrigado por seus desejos tipo de luz, paz e tranquilidade, desejo-lhe o mesmo.
Tenha um bom fim de semana.
Beijinhos

xoxoxo ♡

JUAN FUENTES said...

Las tristezas de un otoño son campos ideales para tus melamcolicos poemas
Un fuerte abrazo

JUAN FUENTES said...

Las tristezas de un otoño son campos ideales para tus melamcolicos poemas
Un fuerte abrazo

dianne said...

Gracias Juan , ninguna cantidad de decepción puede impedirme disfrutar de la belleza de los campos, tengo que encontrar la felicidad en alguna parte.
abrazos
xoxoxo ♡