What was this world...

What was this world 
before I knew you were inside it?
Did I know, always, 
before confirmation came,
did I feel you 
like a phantom limb, 
an ache across the darkness 
I couldn't see beyond, 
did I wake in the nights, 
sit up straight 
to the lack I knew you'd fill?
Was this an intuition 
born into me, 
did I always know the spin 
of the soil below me 
when you were away, 
the slow when you came near? 
How did you make me forget, 
or was it always us 
orbiting around one another 
waiting to begin again, 
each time waiting 
to understand. 

Tyler Knott Gregson
For my dearest friend C.B.
Can you please still be my friend?
Your friendship is precious to me.

I Wonder...

"I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, "Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again."

Lewis Carroll,
Alice's Adventures in Wonderland &
Through the Looking-Glass

For my dearest friend C.B .
How wonderful to experience the beauty of snow in Winter! The grass and leaves laden with frost or white snow! The air cool and fresh...
It is so hot here in the Southern Hemisphere, 37'C here today, south of Sydney,  unbearably hot!

I will stand here, patient

I will stand here,
patient, under new trees
that flower over old bones,
and wait for you to come
to me.
I will walk there,
slowly and listen to stories
of last words spoken
to first loves,
as my feet float over them
on my way to you.
Maybe here,
they will whisper to us, 
maybe here, they are laid out
like a xylophone for our feet
to gently play.
Years from this night,
when the rains have gone
and the chimes are still and quiet,
under new blooms those old ghosts
will tell new stories, our story,
and our love will haunt them.
We are everything,
and we have always been.

Tyler Knott Gregson.
For my dear friend C.B.
I found this poem on Instagram 
and thought you might enjoy it. 

The Meadow (New Moon)

https://youtu.be/na8oGIWX5oc

From the film Twilight
For dear C.B.

From Dandelion Wine ...

"Oh, the luxury of lying in the fern night and the grass night and the night of the susurrant, slumberous voices weaving the night together."

Ray Bradbury

For my dear friend C.B.

I found you...

In the silence of the ticking of the clock’s minute hand, I found you. 
In the echoes of the reverberations of time, I found you. 
In the tender silence of the long summer night, I found you. 
In the fragrance of the rose petals, I found you. 
In the orange of the sunset, I found you. 
In the echoes of the mountains, I found you. 
In the green of the valleys, I found you. 
In the chaos of this world, I found you. 

Avijeet Das
An excerpt from his prose.
For my dear friend C.B.

Just take my hand ...

Just take my hand, lead, dance with me...and I will simply follow the blueness of the water, the white waves rolling free...where the earth beneath my feet and stars make my heart whole again...in long and priceless moments of shared solitude...

Oksana Rus

Moments...

When I think of you

My world is in harmony

How lovely it would be 

Moments spent with you

To feel the places

Where you have been

Where echoes of your presence

Resound there still ...

Prose - Dianne Dawes 

For my dear friend C.B.

Resting Meadows...

I have often dreamt of meadows with this soft golden hue and hoped that one day I could lay down and be enclosed within by it's beauty and the fragrance of wildflowers...to listen to its meadow song and watch the soft blue sky and fluffy white clouds go rolling by! 

-Dianne Dawes

For my dear friend C.B.

Blow O Wind...

Blow O wind to where my loved one is

Touch him and come touch me soon.

I’ll feel his gentle touch through you

And meet his beauty in the moon.

These things are much for the one who loves

One can live by them alone:

That he and I breathe the same air

And that the Earth we tread is one.

-Ramayana

Nature's Abundance...

I love the play of light on leaves
Their ever changing colours 
The sighing of the meadow grass
When dancing in the breeze 
The flowers with their petals bright 
Dazzling passing bees
Dragon flies on lily pads
Their wings of spun gold 
Little fishes bob their heads 
Ripples on the water
Damsel flys dart here and there
Suspended in the air
Butterflies flit from flower to flower 
Gossamer wings so fair
All this beauty I behold 
The abundance of nature...

Poem - Dianne Dawes - ❤️
Image from Internet 
For my dear friend C.B.

Sunny Hours

Sunny hours

scented flowers

skies of blue

words so true

songs of birds

whispered words

sighing grasses

in the breeze

wind stirs softly

through the leaves

fall to earth

with floating ease

words like heartbeats

leafy bowers

love in blossom

like the flowers

heartfelt memories

fill the hours...

Poem - Dianne Dawes - ♥

For dear C.B 

Image -  Free Wallpaper

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Morning Hopes...

In the silent moments
Before sunrise
When dawn faintly
Tints the sky
I awake from my dreams
In quiet anticipation
Hoping the morning light
Will bring your words to me
Still wrapped in the warmth
Of my slumber
I read your gentle words to me
Like rose petals they fall around me
And I feel you are there close to me...
Now and I hope no longer
Do you feel so far away...

Prose - Dianne Dawes - ♥
For my dear friend C.B.

There Is A Place...

There is a place

Where I go

When lost in thought

A place of solitude

In quiet repose

Surrounded by flowers

The scent of the meadow

The sun's warm glow

The song of wild grasses

And Nature's boundless flow

A place where just 'being'

Is enough...

Poem - Dianne Dawes - ♥

Wallpaper Image - Please enlarge

For my dear friend C.B.

Autumn Light...

Soft light falling gently

On flowers so pure

Picked this Autumn morning

So fresh, so demure

Daisies from the garden

It matters not from where

Just a small memento

To guide your thoughts here...

Poem - Dianne Dawes - ♥

For dear C.B., in sincerity and  friendship

My Image

At The End Of The Day...

After all of the troubles of the day 
And there have been many
The daily problems
That just won't go away 
My life in constant turmoil
The beauty of the flowers 
Is not enough to console me
Though I have dreamt it
And I know it could never be
At the end of the day
How lovely it would be
To look to you for comfort 
And find myself wrapped 
In the warmth of your arms tonight...

Poem - Dianne Dawes -♥
For my dear friend C.B.
Rose Wallpaper

A Bouquet of Lilies

A bouquet of lilies

So pure, so white

Blossoms for friendship

For love

Rapt in a mist of fragrance

Evoking the essence of Spring...

Prose - Dianne Dawes - ♥

For my dear friend C.B.

By Your Side...

Life moves forward
until all hope is lost
Time is stolen, wasted
by the moments we regret
If I could turn back time
I would be right there by your side
Like the first rose of Summer
my petals in full blush...

Prose - Dianne Dawes - ♥

For my dear friend C.B.
Pink Rose Wallpaper 
Please enlarge

A Yellow Rose...

Yellow roses bring with them warmth and happiness, a symbol of the joy your friendship brings to me.

For you dear C.B., I have not forgotten you, your friendship is so precious to me.

                 Yellow Rose Wallpaper: Please enlarge image

If Only ...

If only we had met long ago 

If fate had placed us

On the same journey

And our paths had crossed

If we had grown together

Sharing a lifetime

And making memories

Of our own, I wonder 

Where were you all that time ago?

Back then when I was young

When I was a flower blossoming

A bud whose petals were unfolding

My face fresh with the beauty of youth

My life ahead of me, one of promise

To share in true happiness

Then you might look at me now with love

With eyes that still hold those memories

How sad that after our separate lives

And our opposite directions

That our paths should cross now

When it seems too late...

And you only see me now

At the end of my Summer days

When my beauty has faded, gone 

Yet you still see the beauty of me

That is still within . . .

But you will find that is not enough 

Time has taken away so much

And I could not bear to see

The disappointment 

On your face

If we were to meet ...

Poem - Dianne Dawes

For dear C.B.

I have listened again to the beauty of the words of the song, 

I have not turned my back on you.

Easter Blessings

 To wish you all dear friends the blessings of Easter!

Your friend, Dianne. xoxoxo ♥

Daffodil Image Wallpaper

Please enlarge image.

Veiled Beauty...

Time will not decrease her beauty
Nor the years age or alter
For the sweetness of her face
Shall remain
And the grace with which she stands
Be etched in marble forever
For her loveliness has been captured
In a moment in time
She was once mortal
But she lives no more...
But I wonder, does she have a heart of stone?
Or does it still beat with love and passion
Within her marble facade
Does she long to be freed
From this pedestal on which she stands?
And one day should her true love arrive
Can she break free from her prison of stone
And walk hand in hand by his side...

Prose - Dianne Dawes - ♥
For dear C.B.
Image - Veiled Female Nude - Emilio Fiaschi - 1858 -1941 - Please Enlarge

Finding My Way Back...

I feel sad that I have not been here
For I miss you one and all
Somehow the words escape me
I have lost them along the way
I'm having trouble finding my way back
To the place where my words left off 
I look for the rays of sunshine
Glowing faintly up ahead
If I can just reach out and touch them
Perhaps I will find myself again ...

Prose - Dianne Dawes - ♥
Image - Wallpaper - dandelion-field-sunset

For a while...

I thought I felt you passing by

You brought happiness into my world

For a while

Perhaps I was dreaming

For I feel your presence wanting now

The warmth of your words

And treasured memories

Will always make me smile…

Poem - Dianne Dawes - ♥

For dear C.B.