tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post2790584917611247900..comments2023-12-12T18:29:11.390+11:00Comments on Here Is My Heart: The Emptiness of Silencediannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06171808338793139579noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-22722311274991172682014-06-15T01:28:54.808+10:002014-06-15T01:28:54.808+10:00Elia querida, gracias por esta canción, la música ...<b>Elia</b> querida, gracias por esta canción, la música y las letras son hermosas.<br />besos<br />xoxoxo ♡diannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06171808338793139579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-53466904841547389022014-06-15T01:26:06.981+10:002014-06-15T01:26:06.981+10:00Gracias mi dulce Elia por sus amables palabras y...Gracias mi dulce <b> Elia </b> por sus amables palabras y deseos, aunque sólo fuera posible para llenar mi vacío con el amor y la felicidad. Tal vez un día el Universo te lo concederá.<br />Feliz fin de semana mi querido!<br />Mis abrazos y besos<br /><br />xoxoxo ♡diannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06171808338793139579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-30568747583206024402014-06-14T16:53:18.788+10:002014-06-14T16:53:18.788+10:00https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-K_kcCWh3yQ
music...https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-K_kcCWh3yQ<br /><br />music for the heart...<br /><br />hugs ^^Eliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18346025358657954835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-64503785138246407002014-06-14T16:44:58.920+10:002014-06-14T16:44:58.920+10:00Impresionante !!!!!!!!!!!
me has dejado muda, sin ...Impresionante !!!!!!!!!!!<br />me has dejado muda, sin palabras, bellísimo- excelente este poema, lleno de pálpitos del corazón !!!<br />me ha gustado mucho ;)<br /><br />Quisiera llenar ese sentimiento vacío, de felicidad, cariño, amistad y alegría...<br />espero que el Universo te lo conceda !<br />Eres una persona tan emotiva y sensible, un abrazo en la distancia<br /><br />feliz fin de semana,<br /><br />bss- kisses<br />^^Eliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18346025358657954835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-83021665804951508682014-06-14T00:43:06.952+10:002014-06-14T00:43:06.952+10:00Gracias, querido José por sus amables palabras y d...Gracias, querido <b>José</b> por sus amables palabras y deseos. Un fin de semana feliz a ti también!<br />abrazos<br />xoxoxo ♡diannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06171808338793139579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-55702063399696383702014-06-13T19:57:06.877+10:002014-06-13T19:57:06.877+10:00dianne como siempre es un placer pasar por aquí Fe...dianne como siempre es un placer pasar por aquí Feliz Fin de Semana SaludosJosé Ramónhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13225648135176195690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-13761182947694895822014-06-12T00:38:30.934+10:002014-06-12T00:38:30.934+10:00Thank you dearest Foamy for your sweet words.
Ye...Thank you dearest <b> Foamy </b> for your sweet words.<br />Yes, quite a muse, an inspiring, intelligent and challenging muse.<br /><br />I love your new avatar, beautiful yellow flowers from your garden I think.<br /><br />We did not have a normal Autumn, the day time temperatures were above 20ºC for weeks, it has just recently started to feel cold and thankfully we had some rain in the last couple of days.<br /><br />I hope you are well and enjoying your Summer weather?<br />Love and hugs lil Sweet Pea!<br />xoxoxo ♡diannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06171808338793139579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-6990562213195500292014-06-12T00:26:27.386+10:002014-06-12T00:26:27.386+10:00Hello dear Pugsley , so nice to see your here aga...Hello dear <b> Pugsley </b>, so nice to see your here again.<br />Perhaps it wasn't such a good idea to read my poem to the delivery man, he probably thought that you were asking him to stay for a while and trying to 'hit' on him. ;)<br />Hugs sweet Pug!<br />xoxoxo ♡diannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06171808338793139579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-75964189252025663682014-06-12T00:21:43.594+10:002014-06-12T00:21:43.594+10:00Juan querido amigo, por favor, no te preocupes por...<b>Juan</b> querido amigo, por favor, no te preocupes por mí, sí estoy triste algunos días pero hay otros días en que me siento felicidad.<br />abrazos<br />xoxoxo ♡diannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06171808338793139579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-49735065173087660852014-06-11T22:37:56.495+10:002014-06-11T22:37:56.495+10:00What a muse though..
Makes for pretty, albeit mel...What a muse though.. <br />Makes for pretty, albeit melancholy prose poetry. I'm hoping your winter is lovely?darkfoamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14394546886035933252noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-7882621499907664252014-06-11T11:06:15.249+10:002014-06-11T11:06:15.249+10:00I read your poem to the delivery man. Now I have t...I read your poem to the delivery man. Now I have to pick up all of my packages at the depot.puerileuwaitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16721399673017380093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-984446313005702052014-06-11T11:05:02.737+10:002014-06-11T11:05:02.737+10:00This comment has been removed by the author.puerileuwaitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16721399673017380093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-3744590212251710232014-06-11T04:00:07.169+10:002014-06-11T04:00:07.169+10:00Tus tristezas estan embargando tus sentimientosTus tristezas estan embargando tus sentimientosJUAN FUENTEShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12091889658643221518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-72648466035807838382014-06-11T03:59:57.125+10:002014-06-11T03:59:57.125+10:00Tus tristezas estan embargando tus sentimientosTus tristezas estan embargando tus sentimientosJUAN FUENTEShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12091889658643221518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-83514402148443443182014-06-10T21:28:55.255+10:002014-06-10T21:28:55.255+10:00Thank you dearest C.B. for returning and for this ...Thank you dearest C.B. for returning and for this interesting piece of prose.<br />I began to miss you the day after you left your last poem, I felt an emptiness and some sadness...<br />Perhaps I should not write my personal feelings here in the form of prose, I don't want you to feel as if you are being summoned to solve my feelings of loneliness. I would prefer you came because you wanted to.<br /><br />Thank you for the link to the square in Grybo and the church of St Catherine. The church which Weronika saw when she was on the train to visit her Aunt and the scene in the painting above her bed.<br />I guess the pretty little stars sparkling in the sunshine are those in the plastic ball which Weronika carries with her and through which she views the world.<br />I don't understand many aspects of this prose, they are confusing.<br />Are you addressing me or someone else entirely, perhaps these memories are from another time and place and another person.<br /><br />However,I would enjoy a slow ride on an old train with you sitting opposite me, there is something romantic about old trains.<br />It would be nice if there was a clear blue sky and the sun was shining through the windows.<br /><br />Yes, my coat is the same as hers but I don't carry biscuits in my pockets. The red silk scarf you mention is probably the red paisley scarf you bought at the French fair in Winchester.<br />Stones, yes, you collect them, you found a beautiful heart-shaped stone.<br />Last time I saw your hands they looked fine,they didn't look old. Why would you want to hide them in pockets, yes, they are your hands, touched by her.<br />I have not seen your eyes, though I would like to, you can tell a lot about a person from their eyes. You always wear dark sunglasses, I would not know the colour or what she thought when she looked into them.<br />I thought she did come to meet you, you said you would have waited two more days or three. Veronique lives in Clermont Ferrand.<br /><br />This bench you mention, do you want to show me or this other person?<br />This fine white sand you speak of and the Autumn leaves, it could be anywhere...the cemetery, the beach a park.<br />Perhaps in the street where Weronika collapses on the bench after suffering from heart pain.<br /><br />I don't know where you are or from where you have heard the trumpet call, I am thoroughly confused. I suspect this prose has little to do with me but I am as ever pleased to hear from you.<br />You should not set tests for people, you should learn to trust more, especially me.<br /><br />Take care dear one.<br />Love and hugs xoxox ♡diannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06171808338793139579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-50880371640188119362014-06-10T19:50:22.396+10:002014-06-10T19:50:22.396+10:00Thank you dear Sui for your kind words. Yes, I g...Thank you dear <b> Sui </b> for your kind words. Yes, I guess there is a feeling of solemnity in this prose because one never knows if the people we deeply care for will leave and never return.<br />xoxoxo ♡<br />diannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06171808338793139579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-10704999210948347312014-06-10T18:41:39.755+10:002014-06-10T18:41:39.755+10:00Thank you dear Leovi for your constant support a...Thank you dear <b> Leovi </b> for your constant support and kindness.<br />Besos<br />xoxoxo ♡ diannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06171808338793139579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-65115489472488556902014-06-10T18:40:25.125+10:002014-06-10T18:40:25.125+10:00Thank you dear Yannis for your kind and thoughtf...Thank you dear <b> Yannis </b> for your kind and thoughtful words, I hope the warmth in my heart and the poetry it inspires brings pleasure to some.<br />hugs<br />xoxoxo ♡diannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06171808338793139579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-39969327274468096882014-06-10T18:35:12.593+10:002014-06-10T18:35:12.593+10:00Obrigado querida Inês pelas suas amáveis palavr...Obrigado querida <b>Inês </b> pelas suas amáveis palavras, sim, a solidão é um lugar vazio.<br />Uma boa semana para você também!<br />beijos<br /><br />xoxoxo ♡diannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06171808338793139579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-38102113399039584512014-06-10T18:31:54.460+10:002014-06-10T18:31:54.460+10:00Thank you dear Marty for your thoughtful words a...Thank you dear <b> Marty </b> for your thoughtful words and wishes; some sunny days and light in my heart would be most welcome.<br />bisous<br />xoxoxo ♡diannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06171808338793139579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-23199251288570835522014-06-10T18:30:03.043+10:002014-06-10T18:30:03.043+10:00Thank you dear Lucia for your kind and thoughtfu...Thank you dear <b> Lucia </b> for your kind and thoughtful words, it is so nice to know that you enjoy my poems.<br />You have a lovely week too. It's not very sunny here at present, suddenly it has become quite cool.<br />I send hugs and kisses.<br /><br />xoxoxo ♡diannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06171808338793139579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-4057021312245963862014-06-10T18:26:31.003+10:002014-06-10T18:26:31.003+10:00Thank you dear Leovi for your kind words, yes, I...Thank you dear <b> Leovi </b> for your kind words, yes, I am a romantic person, I express love in my poems and prose.<br />Besos<br />xoxoxo ♡ diannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06171808338793139579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-40412963111013073132014-06-10T16:36:24.087+10:002014-06-10T16:36:24.087+10:00I felt somewhat solemn while reading it. People co...I felt somewhat solemn while reading it. People come and leave from our lives all the time. But the most difficult is to say goodbyes to those who have a special place in our lives.Parmitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09973412613881678745noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-14144952386977456002014-06-09T18:18:05.612+10:002014-06-09T18:18:05.612+10:00A TRAIN RIDE
So we're here opposite each oth...<a href="http://www.grybow.pl/f/s/166/7622/MIASTO/Wszystko_o_Grybowie/miasto_grybow_01.jpg" rel="nofollow">A TRAIN RIDE</a> <br /><br />So we're here opposite each other<br />You said you wanted to see more<br />A slow train ride over a bridge<br />St Catherine in the background<br /><br />Your coat is like the one she had<br />Funny that, hey, are those biscuits?<br />Yes, I always wear my red silk scarf<br />And my black jacket from the bridge<br /><br />Yes, they're pretty little stars<br />Sparkling gently in the sunshine<br />Like tiny microcosms of other worlds<br />We always hoped to visit one day<br /><br />I tend to keep things in my pocket, look<br />Stones, something you wrote, remember?<br />My hands are so old now, I hate them<br />Maybe that's what pockets are for<br /><br />Anyway, they're mine, touched by her<br />I pulled away because you know<br />You can't just ask a stranger can you<br />To go and have a coffee somewhere<br /><br />What did she think she saw in my eyes?<br />I had asked her, you know, to come<br />Well, you know the rest of it<br />I waited but she didn't come<br /><br />I set tests like that, I don't why<br />Maybe to determine trust in someone<br />I walked back to South Kensington<br />To sit again on the hard pavement<br /><br />Excuse me, I'm talking too much again<br />This train that we took from Krakow<br />Where I picked you up from the airport<br />It's old, isn't it? I wonder how old<br /><br />Clermont Ferrand, I was robbed<br />I don't want to go back there<br />I visited the cemetery to see<br />Climbed the mountains, it was OK<br /><br />No, there's this bench I wanted to show you<br />You know, in Autumn, there's leaves everywhere<br />More importantly, the streets are sort of sandy<br />Fine white sand from I don't know where<br /><br />Like blown in from another world<br />You can't miss it under your shoes<br />And there's that evening sunshine<br />Streaming in between the trees<br /><br />In the distance, you can hear the trumpet<br />I've worked out where I am from that call<br />It's all so..., so familiar from yesterday<br />Like we could almost hold it in our hands.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78232034748039549.post-8054110685010789552014-06-09T04:03:12.945+10:002014-06-09T04:03:12.945+10:00Delicious and heartfelt wishes!
Besos!Delicious and heartfelt wishes!<br />Besos!Leovihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14970831445283294241noreply@blogger.com