Sunday, November 30, 2014

It was raining today and I thought of this song ...



It was raining hard on the street
As she wandered without umbrella
She had one stolen no doubt
That morning from a friend.

Running to her rescue,
I offered her a little shelter
To dry the water from her cheeks
With a gentle whisper she said ‘Yes’.

A little corner of umbrella
Against a corner of paradise
She was something of an angel
A little corner of paradise
Against a corner of umbrella
Could this moment stay forever.

Along the way, it was tender
To hear together the pretty song
Of water from the sky falling
On the top of my umbrella.

I'd have prayed at that moment
For a never ending downfall
To keep her under my refuge
Forty days and forty nights.

A little corner of umbrella
Against a corner of paradise
She was something of an angel
A little corner of paradise
Against a corner of umbrella
Could this moment stay forever.

But sadly, even in storms
Roads eventually lead to homes
Soon her's will reach that dam
At the height of my foolishness.

She tells me that she must leave
After she kindly says many thanks
And I saw her disappear very small
Into the distance, into forgetfulness.

A little corner of umbrella
Against a corner of paradise
She was something of an angel
A little corner of paradise
Against a corner of umbrella
Could this moment stay forever.


Sunday, November 23, 2014

The Warmth of Love

 
We place our hopes and dreams
Of long lasting happiness
In words of kindness and warmth
Of a love unspoken, yet implied
But never to blossom further
Denied, destined to fail
Unlike the promise of new buds
In the soft glow of morning light
Their petals opening slowly
To reveal their hidden beauty
Our hearts come to life
Just like the flowers
A feeling long lost, but familiar
That perhaps once again
Our hearts too will blossom
And feel the warmth of love once more ...


Prose - Dianne Dawes ... ♥
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Sunday, November 16, 2014

The Emptiness of Silence

I am still haunted by what once was
Reaching out only to find emptiness
The constant silence ever present
Moves in like hollow shadows
An empty silence within me
Longing to be filled
My thoughts…
Where once was hope…now quiet resignation
and defeat.
No clichés uttered of gaining strength
From the experiences of failure
And of loss
Of forgetting and moving on
I am not hiding behind my sadness
I live that sadness
I still cannot find the words
To express my feelings with depth
And if I could
What difference would they make?
It would be an exercise in futility
All has changed now
You stopped listening
Nothing will ever be the same
The happiness I felt, though transient
Has been taken from me…

Thoughts by Dianne Dawes ... ♥ 

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