Here Is My Heart

White Silences

2012-01-28T21:06:00.020+11:00

I sit here in solitude
With thoughts of you
Memories of conversations
Between me and you
Of kind words and flowers
And green leaves on trees
Now gone forever
Taken by the breeze
Snow falls around me
Without a sound
Leaves follow closely
Floating softly to the ground
Not a breath can be heard
Not a voice, not a sound
In the silence of the forest
Solace can be found
I lose myself in memories
Of moments spent with you
In the cold white silences
Amidst softly falling snow.

Poem by Dianne D ... ♥
Image: Green Leaf and First Snow 123rf/com

River Cottage

2012-01-21T23:40:00.002+11:00

This is how I decided to spend my Saturday evening, painting this landscape of an English country cottage using watercolours on English cotton paper. This is my first attempt, I shall try again.
I saw this scene flash by on the television a few months back, it was a part of the opening titles for a program called 'River Cottage'. I was so impressed with this beautiful image I decided to do a quick sketch and tonight have painted it from memory.
I would love to own an old stone cottage like this, white-washed, with deep window sills and white paned windows.
How lovely to be situated on the side of a gently sloping hill which reaches down to a pristine river or stream where one can hear the water flowing by. To take in the fresh air and soft fragrance of the meadows and fruits and flowers from the orchards.
To walk over undulating hills of meadow grasses of different textures and softness and hues of green, scattered with white and yellow wildflowers.
To pick wild apples from some ancient tree and berries growing within the hedgerows. Listening to the birds singing who have nested in the hedges and trees ... this sounds like perfection to me.

Watercolour painting by Dianne D ... ♥
Please enlarge for a better view.

Haiku Monday : Treasure

2012-01-19T11:34:00.001+11:00

Dew drops suspended
On a trapeze of cobwebs
Sparkling morning light

Golden memories
Of sun shining through the leaves
Cathedral of trees

On my window sill
Treasured blooms from my garden
Transient beauty

Forest trails of green
Golden light through canopy
Shines to light my path

My dear friend chickory is running her Monday haiku competition and the meme for this week is 'Treasure'. We all find treasure in different things, mine I find in the beauty and wonder that nature gives us...nature in her many manifestations.
A special thank you to all who voted for me.
Voting is now completed and Anya from Aspects of Life was the worthy winner. Congratulations Anya!

Sweet Echoes From The Past

2012-01-15T02:02:00.000+11:00

Sweet words wash over me
Like soft breezes in the trees
Words spoken softly
They return to me
Like a sudden found melody
A song of happiness
That I thought I had lost along the way
Sweet echoes from the past. . .

Poem: Dianne D ... ♥
Image: Wallpaperhere

A Fragrant Bouquet

2012-01-11T22:00:00.014+11:00

The weather today was quite a mix; it began with a hot sunny morning and a warm blustery wind which persisted throughout the day, well into the afternoon. While I was watering my plants the warm air was scented with the beautiful citrus aroma of the oils from the leaves of the lemon-scented tea tree. It was delightful, so I decided to pick a little bouquet of flowers. I always like having fresh flowers in the house, especially on my kitchen window sill.
So in this small bouquet you will find a mix of spicy yellow and French vanilla marigolds, their scent is divine. The sweet scent of miniature pansies, lemon-scented tea tree and in the small vase the blossoms and leaves of the Lemon Scented Myrtle, a delicious mix. This afternoon the sky became overcast with clouds and a darkening sky, so thankfully now it is much cooler and hopefully it will be cooler tomorrow, perhaps some rain.

Lemon-scented tea tree "Leptospermum Petersonii"

A partially opened flower spike of Grevillea 'Peaches and Cream', with a grey fluffy feather left by a nectar- feeding bird.

Please enlarge images.

When We Two Parted

2012-01-07T14:55:00.008+11:00

When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning
Sunk chill on my brow---
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame:
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.

They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me--
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well:
Long, long shall I rue thee,
Too deeply to tell.

In secret we met---
In silence I grieve,
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?
With silence and tears.

Poem - George Gordon Byron, Lord Byron. 1788-1824
Image - The Convalescent (detail) Gwen John. 1876-1939

Happy New Year for 2012

2011-12-31T14:44:00.004+11:00

To all of my dear friends and followers to wish you the blessings of love, friendship, peace, health, happiness and prosperity in 2012.
Thank you all for your constant support and wonderful comments here at 'Here is my Heart' throughout 2011.

Much love and best wishes to you all from Dianne.
♡ xoxoxox ♡

Merry Christmas

2011-12-22T12:44:00.002+11:00

To all of my friends and followers, to wish you peace and happiness at Christmas as you share this special time with your families and loved ones. Thank you all for your friendship, kind comments and support of my blog throughout the year.

Love and best wishes, Dianne . . . ♡

"With our eyes we see the glow of Christmas
With our ears we hear the merriment
With our hands we touch the tinsel-tied trinkets
But only with our hearts can we feel the miracle of it"

Helen Steiner Rice

A Special Thank You

2011-12-17T02:54:00.000+11:00

A special thank you to all of my friends who stopped by here with your thoughtful comments and wishes when my computer was damaged. I did appreciate your support, I left a message for you in the previous post comment box. My computer has now been repaired and is working, so hopefully it will remain this way. It is nice to be back, it is not much fun looking at a blank computer screen. I love my computer as it is my link to all of you. :)

Sincerely, Dianne. xoxo ♡

Yellow Roses for Friendship

Computer Problems

2011-12-12T13:43:00.003+11:00

Hi everyone, all of my lovely friends and followers. I may not be around for a while, due to a violent electrical thunderstorm overnight and a storm surge my computer has been damaged. I don't know the extent of the damage but it seems I may have lost everything, I cannot get it to open at all. I am posting this message via a friend's laptop to let you know that I have not deserted you. I don't know when or if this problem can be repaired. I am missing you already.
Sincerely Dianne. ♥

Please Wait For Me ...

2011-12-11T01:22:00.001+11:00

Please wait for me
until the white of Winter melts
into the streams of new life
and steals the cold away...

I will be there in Springtime
I will be there by your side
The trees will be budding
And sweet scented flowers
adorn the meadows faire...

The scent of soft grasses
will fill the morning air
Amidst them we will walk
holding hands, without a care
So much to enjoy together
so much to share ...

So look for me in Springtime
'neath your newly leaved trees
there amongst soft branches
leaves dancing in the breeze
I shall wait there 'til you find me
a garland in my hair...

Please wait for me...look for me...I shall be waiting there...

Poem: Dianne D ... ♥
Flower Meadow Image Free Wallpaper

Some Flowers for my friend /t.

2011-12-08T12:24:00.002+11:00

I picked these flowers for a dear friend of mine last Saturday, which, incidently was the only sunny day we have had here for quite a while; it is raining again today.
Since you have requested some Summer flower pics and some of my Summer garden dear /t., I thought you might enjoy these too. I hope the warm colours will brighten up the white of your Winter landscape.
The flowers are a new gerbera daisy, the petals are two-toned, yellow near the flower centre and changing to orange towards the tips; a flower from my grevillea which is called 'Peaches and Cream' and some flowers from Clivia Nobilis which are bell shaped, orange, with yellow tips. Enjoy! :-)
/t. from codepo()

Earth's Song

2011-11-26T23:10:00.005+11:00

Whilst searching for myself at dawn
I was thrice blessed this very morn
For I found a flower I thought had gone
there amongst the weeds it shone
Its white petals will soon be gone
I promise you I will take more care
so that when I look next summer
you will still be there ...

I listened to the songs of birds
and thought about my wasted words
Magpies warbling just past the dawn
a lovely way to greet the morn
A fledgling chick calls for its Mum
both reunited in the morning sun ...

Walking barefoot on sweetest grass
water bubbling in my path
Running in between my toes
thoughts of childhood
Forget my woes
Winding my way through leafy bowers
such a lovely way to spend the hours
Finding new shoots along the way
welcomed blessings is all I can say ...

And now has come a balmy breeze
it moves with music through the trees
The leaves are dancing to a rustling tune
and in the sky I see the moon
Birds are singing their evening song
frogs and crickets in unison
All around a pulsing sound
I feel the coolness of the ground ...

The air is filled with the scent of flowers
How I love these dusky hours
All this set against a sky of blue
ever deepening in every hue
Once again thoughts of you ...

And in the distance an owl's call
still many sounds at night fall
Listen quietly to the chorus of all
For it is the Earth's song after all.

Poem: Dianne D ... ♥
From my archives
Image: Maple - My Garden

Each Time We Must Part

2011-11-19T16:40:00.003+11:00

Tears fill my eyes
Each time we must part
I have not had enough of you
Enough to fill my heart
I need so much more of you
We're only at the start
I look in your direction
As you leave and walk away
Please turn around and see me
I want you to stay
Our kiss is not enough
To take this sadness from my heart
I cannot bear it
Your absence breaks my heart
Please turn around and see me
And walk back this way
Please come back to me
Take this emptiness from my heart
A few more precious moments
To last whilst you're away
And ask you this question
Please,why can't you stay?

Poem: Dianne D ... ♥
Image: 'Man Walking Away'
Photo from Internet no copyright found.

To Spring ...

2011-11-12T22:28:00.000+11:00

The brooks are flowing
With sparkling water
Fresh from Winter's melt
Along the grassy borders
And rippling over stones
The freshness can be felt
Sunshine warms the meadows
To release their sweetest scent
The trees and hedgerows
Are blossoming anew
With verdant buds and leaves
Leaving behind the dullness
Of their long Winter rest
Spring adorns the fields
With a myriad of flowers
Everywhere they bloom
Fields,hedgerows and bowers
Such beauty to be seen
And gone is Winter's gloom ...

Prose: Dianne D ... ♥
Image: Flower Fields Wallpaper

Amidst the Golden Light

2011-11-05T22:24:00.008+11:00

Perhaps in another life
In another place in time
You will return to me
Amidst the golden light
I shall be waiting there
With hope in my heart
In the crisp chill of the air
Of an Autumn afternoon
We shall walk together
On a path of golden leaves
Falling all around us
In a cathedral of trees
Hand in hand together
With love in our hearts
On and on forever
Never to part ...

Prose: Dianne D ... ♥
Forest Scene wallpaper

A Little Way ...

2011-10-31T02:22:00.009+11:00

A little way past the gate
Beyond the garden wall
A lovely place to escape
I hope to see it all
Past the hedge
The stone ledge
Where daisies seek the sun
And lavenders grow against the wall
Such a fragrant garden edge
There beside the path I find
Red roses still in bloom
Lasting past their Summer blush
As Winter will come soon
Basking in the Autumn sun
They release their sweet perfume
Sweet petals, so soft to touch
Such a lovely afternoon
Other flowers begin their rest
And await their Winter sleep
But the roses remain in full blush
Such a lovely memory to keep ...

Poem by Dianne Dee ... ♥
Image Source onelovephoto.typepad.com via Vanda on Pinterest

Pour Alexandre

A Time for Everything

2011-10-16T00:42:00.064+11:00

Once I thought that for us
There would be a time for everything
Words we shared, I treasured yours
Moments together in time
Days spent together in sunshine
Nights beneath moonlit skies
Perhaps one day, a time for love
So much still to share
But sadly time does not stand still
It races away so quickly
And takes with it my dreams
I can hardly catch my breath
As I try to catch the hours and hold them
Trying to stop them from slipping away
And what we have shared
But I cannot capture the moments
And hold on to them, or you
For you are slipping away
And taking with you my light
I am losing you and cannot stop time
I will never hear your words again
All I have left are memories
I wanted more time for us
But all hope is lost
As I fade away in this loneliness
Alone in this prison of darkness
Now there is no time for anything
And such an empty sadness fills my heart...

Prose: Dianne Dee ... ♥

Image: Alone in the Dark-Free Wallpaper

Sunset

2011-10-09T23:46:00.008+11:00

Slowly the west reaches for clothes of new colours
which it passes to a row of ancient trees.
You look, and soon these two worlds both leave you,
one part climbs toward heaven, one sinks to earth,

leaving you, not really belonging to either,
not so helplessly dark as that house that is silent,
not so unswervingly given to the eternal as that thing
that turns to a star each night and climbs –

leaving you (it is impossible to untangle the threads)
your own life, timid and standing high and growing,
so that, sometimes blocked in, sometimes reaching out,
one moment your life is a stone in you, and the next, a star.

Poem: Rainer Maria Rilke (1875-1926)

Image: Sunset Wallpapers

Words of Love Unspoken

2011-09-24T22:26:00.006+10:00

I closed my heart
Not to feel you
Or the love that welled
Inside just for you
And my eyes shut tight
Not to see you
To quell the desire
That I felt in your sight
Turned my face
So I could not want you
Your written words
Had touched me so
To hide the tears
Of heartache
The one's that so often fell
The many hours in silence
Alone without you
Sadness my only friend
And finally with resignation
I closed my mouth
not to whisper
The waiting words of love
I wished to tell ...

Poem by Dianne Dee ... ♥
Image - Muchacha de Espalda - Salvador Dali - 1925 (1904-1989)

Yesterday's Flowers

2011-09-17T12:44:00.002+10:00

Yesterday's flowers
Were gathered with care
Fragrant beauty
In the soft morning air
Sparkling with dew drops
In the sun's first light
Petals and buds
Nature's delights
Yellow for friendship
White for pure love
Shining so brightly
Sunshine from above
Their beauty is before you
No more words can I say
Their perfection delights me
In this wondrous bouquet ...

Poem by Dianne Dee ... ♥

Flowers from my Spring garden - Yellow Clivea, Yellow Calendula, Nasturtiums, Freesias, Grevillea, White Dendrobium Orchids and White Geranium. Please enlarge image for a detailed view.

Emile Verhaeren Love Poem

2011-09-03T20:22:00.002+10:00

The still beauty of summer evenings on the
greenswards where they lie outspread holds
out to us, without empty gesture or words,
a symbol of rest in gladness.

Young morning and its tricks has gone
away with the breezes; noon itself and the
velvet skirts of its warm winds, of its heavy
winds, no longer sweeps the torrid plain;and
this is the hour when, without a branch's
moving or a pond's ruffling its waters, the
evening slowly comes from the tops of the
mountains and takes its seat in the garden.

Oh the infinite golden flatness of the waters,
and the trees and their shadows on the reeds,
and the calm and sumptuous silence in whose
still presence we so greatly delight that we
desire to live with it always or to die of it and
revive by it, like two imperishable hearts
tirelessly drunken with its brightness.

Emile Verhaeren - Belgian Poet - 1855-1916
Meadow and Sunset Free Wallpaper

Garden of Dreams

2011-08-27T13:20:00.009+10:00

I came to meet you
In the garden of dreams
In the last dying hours
Of the night
When the stars
Are just fading
And the moonlight
Is waning
Standing there lost
Between day and night
But as the sun rose
I could not see you
In the brilliance
Of its golden light
In my thoughts
You're always with me
Forever in my heart
But if I should
Want to touch you
You're out of reach
And out of sight
I wonder
Were you there?
In the shadows
Watching
Away from the light
For I know
I could not see you
I could not feel you
Just the cold
Of the retreating night ...

Poem by Dianne D ... ♥
Image: 'Two Human Beings - The Lonely Ones' - 1894
Edvard Munch 1863 - 1944

How Gentle The Heart ...

2011-08-20T23:44:00.000+10:00

How gentle the heart
Who nurtures love
Love that is broken
And lost its way
And guides this love
Over darkened paths
With a light that glows
From an inner warmth
To find its way
To a waiting heart
One that has hoped
For a chance to give
To mend and grow
And let love live ...

Poem - Dianne D ... ♥
Rose Image Free Wallpaper

Another Day ... Un autre jour

2011-08-15T22:22:00.000+10:00

Another day
Another time
Your words mean so much to me
I wonder if you will ever know
Just how much they touch me so
They give me hope, a small reprieve
Another day to believe
That I shall read your words to me
In another place in time
Precious memories from the past
I hold them in a gentle heart
I live to hope another day
When your kindness
Takes away the grey
And your words shall bring
Some sunshine
Into all of my tomorrows ...

Poem - Dianne D ... ♥
Sunshine Blossom Image - wallpaperhere.com

Words Beyond the Page

2011-08-06T21:48:00.020+10:00

Thoughts of you come to me
When I think of days gone by
Many summer suns have passed
Since our words danced on the page
Like the beauty of rambling vines
Our thoughts became entwined
And a garden of sweetest words
Soon blossomed beyond the page
Your words were sincere and tender
And I responded in kind
How I miss those sweetest days
When I hoped you would be mine
But not all dreams last forever
Just memories from that time
Now our garden has sadly wilted
Neglected beauty left behind ...

Poem: Dianne D ... ♥
Image: Rose Wallpaper Dayflowers Blogspot

Nocturne ...

2011-07-30T23:02:00.007+10:00

Now let the day
Just slip away
So the dark night may watch over you
Velvet blue, silent true
It embraces your heart and your soul
Nocturne

Never cry, never sigh
You don't have to wonder why
Always be, always see
Come and dream the night with me
Nocturne

Have no fear
When the night draws near
And fills you with dreams and desire
Like a child asleep

So warm, so deep
You will find me there waiting for you
Nocturne

We will fly, claim the sky
We don't have to wonder why
Always be, always see
Come and dream the night with me
Nocturne

Though darkness lay
It will give way
When the dark night delivers the day
Nocturne

Nocturne by Secret Garden
Voice: Anne Takle
Music: Rolf Lovland
Lyrics: Petter Skavland

Pathways ...

2011-07-24T02:20:00.000+10:00

Understand, I'll slip quietly
away from the noisy crowd
when I see the pale
stars rising, blooming, over the oaks.

I'll pursue solitary pathways
through the pale twilit meadows,
with only this one dream:
You come too.

Poem: Rainer Maria Rilke
Image: Twilight Meadow

The Viewless Atoms of the Air

2011-07-15T12:22:00.003+10:00

The viewless atoms of the air
Around me palpitate and burn,
All heaven dissolves in gold, and earth
Quivers with new found joy.
Floating on waves of harmony I hear
A stir of kisses, and a sweep of wings;
Mine eyelids close --"What pageant nears?"
" 'Tis Love that passes by!"

Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer, 1836-1870, was a Spanish post-romanticist writer of poetry and short stories, now considered one of the most important figures in Spanish literature.
Image : thundafunda.com/

Memories of Meadow Flowers

2011-07-02T20:22:00.000+10:00

Warm memories
come back to me
of another place in time
I have often thought
of those Summer days
when the sun would always shine
Gathering wildflowers
in the meadows
their fragrance in the air
Walking amidst their beauty
white, soft pink and yellow
colour everywhere
Wearing my old straw bonnet
a rose upon the top
a dress of finest cream calico
a ribbon adorns my hair
Flowers in hand
the bees understand
they are always willing to share
humming a song of happiness
as they buzz throughout the air
This is when I am happiest
days without a care
As I wander on through the meadows
so much beauty everywhere...

Poem by Dianne D ... ♥

Painting: A Meadow Flower - John White Alexander (1912)
(1856 - 1915 ) American Painter.

Far and Away ...

2011-06-23T13:42:00.004+10:00

Thoughts of you
who are so far away
I wonder what you do
to fill your days
Let go of the past
and find your way
Have you travelled enough
to find what you seek
Is your heart now fulfilled
and your life complete?

The soft days of Spring
have now come and gone
And Summer now warms
with her brilliant sun ...
Will you return to us soon
before Autumn colours the trees
And did you find that the yellow flowers
still bloom in Tuscany?

Poem : Dianne D ... ♥
Image : Yellow Flowers in Tuscany

Words of Yesterday

2011-06-12T11:58:00.000+10:00

On a cold Winter's morning
The birds still sing their song
But I cannot find my voice
Somehow it has gone
Maybe I have lost it
In my words of yesterday
Or perhaps I just misplaced it
In the lyrics of a song
They held so much promise
In the warmth of days gone by
And they seemed to have some purpose
When spoken yesterday
In the emptiness of the present
They seem so far away
Perhaps they were lost
Somewhere along the way
Wasted, spent, rejected
Who knows anyway...
Maybe I shall find them
In the colour of the day
Amongst the petals of a flower
I can hope ... anyway!

Poem : Dianne D ... ♥
Image: Tulip 'Charming Beaut y'

A Field of Flowers

2011-05-28T23:22:00.001+10:00

Out of the shadows
And into the light
No more shades of grey
I want to wake to sun filled hours
Walk amongst the fragrant flowers
I want a world of colour . . .
No matter what sadness comes my way
What fate awaits me every day
It does not matter anyway
For somewhere in the world each day
A field still blooms with flowers . . .

Poem: Dianne D ... ♥
Image: Delicate Wildflowers Monique Haen Free Images

Do You Hear Me. . .?

2011-05-23T23:28:00.009+10:00

I have no peace
I have no feeling of quiet content
All is too quiet
I am distracted
I feel frustration
For I have nothing of you
but Memories
Dreaming of wishes that may never be
You say you will return
but when?

How long must I wait
this time?

My hopes on hold
I am suspended
between the past
and what might be
Waiting ...
With an urgency I cannot explain
Something that mystifies
the boundaries of my thoughts
Do you hear me?
I cannot hold my words
I cannot still my heart
I miss you, I need you
I want to breathe again
To feel your warmth
To hear your words ...
I call out to you
But I cannot reach you
It is as if you are in some void
Where my voice falls silent
At the edges
Of your self imposed exile
From the world, from all, from me?
And cannot penetrate this immutable shell ...
My words come back to me in soft echoes
Of sadness and longing
My wish for all to be as it was
Goes unheard
And fades just like my hopes
Quietly
Into oblivion ...

Prose: Dianne D ... ♥
Image: Black and White Portrait from 'we heart it'

Footnote: I did not consciously wish to compose another poem of sadness, yet these words have been waiting to be spoken ... I realise you must tire of them. Due to recent events in my life and the departure of two people for whom I care, one for an indefinite period of time, the other I don't know why ... this prose has significance to me on many levels ... I look forward to happier times and poems ... ♥

PAINT ME MONET by Wintermood

2011-05-19T13:27:00.005+10:00

Please enjoy this beautiful video, with images from Claude Monet's garden paintings and some lovely music for which I have not been able to find the title or the name of the pianist.
For full screen please double click on video image and press 'play' once more; to finish press 'escape' button...♥

Mysteries of Love

2011-05-14T12:11:00.019+10:00

Sometimes a wind blows
and you and I
float
in love
and kiss
forever
in a darkness
and the mysteries
of love
come clear
and dance
in light
in you
in me
and show
that we
are Love ...

Sometimes a wind blows
and the mysteries of Love
come clear.

Song performed by Julee Cruise

Lyrics : David Lynch
Music : Angelo Badalamenti

Image : Pale Pink Tulips - Blackberry Wallpapers

Alda Merini - Poetry and Thoughts on Love

2011-05-08T12:39:00.005+10:00

I do not need money.
I have need of feelings
of words, words chosen wisely
of flowers called thoughts,
of roses called presences
of dreams inhabiting the trees,
of songs that make statues dance,
of stars that murmur to the ear of lovers.
I need poetry
this spell which burns the weight of words
that arouses emotions and gives new colors.

Love do not damn me to my fate
Hold me open all the seasons
let my great and warm decline
not fall asleep along drives
put in passive all the passions
sleep on the pillow tenderly
where grow provident ambitions
of love and universal passion
take my everything and do not hurt me.

Alda Merini - Italian Writer and Poetess - (1931-2009)

Image: The Artist's Garden at Giverney - Claude Monet - 1900

Memories of Green Places

2011-04-30T23:40:00.001+10:00

Upon reflection tonight
I find my thoughts
Searching through memories
of places we have been
Thoughts of green places
where once we wandered
amongst verdant vines and leaves
Walking together hand in hand
united in hand and heart
Soft greens and sunlight
their magic bound us
forever, never to part
Where love and light met
and shone with such brilliance
And danced around our hearts ...

Prose by Dianne D ... ♥
Image : Green Leaves Wallpaper

Visual Haiku for Chickory

2011-04-25T20:40:00.006+10:00

With hope in my stare
so many look but pass by
please give me a home...

Easter Blessings

2011-04-24T00:02:00.000+10:00

To all of my dear friends, may you all be blessed by the Spirit of Easter... ♥

Cathedral Song

2011-04-20T23:54:00.001+10:00

I saw from the cathedral
You were watching me
Yes I saw from the cathedral
What I should be

So take my time
And take my lies
'Cos all the others, they want to take my life

And I watch with an intent, basic
Well It's the same for you
You hold your hand
And it's all fine - laced and
What would you make me do?

So take my time
And take my lies
'Cos all the others, they want to take my life

Serious for the winter time
To wrench my soul
whole cotton, whole cotton ears
But I know there must be
Yes, I know there must be,
Yes, I know there must be a place to go

And you saw me from the cathedral
Well I'm an ancient heart
Yes, you saw me from the cathedral
And here we are just falling apart

You catch me
I am tired
I want all that you are

And I saw from the cathedral
You were leaving me
Yes I saw from the cathedral
You could not see to see

So take my time
And take my lies
'Cos all the others, they want to take my life

Tanita Tikaram from her album 'Ancient Heart'

Autumnal Twilight

2011-04-16T14:22:00.002+10:00

If you are near,
Can you feel the cool air
of the Autumn evening?
The air is heavy like a cloak of cold
surrounding you
As the sun descends in a transparent glow
beyond the horizon
Taking with it its warmth
the last flickering light of day.
The fragrance of late blooming Summer flowers
lingers on
and pervades the stillness of the air
And the scent of amber foliage
as it dresses the forest floor.
See the crescent moon rising
in its golden glowing
As it silently crosses the sky
sometimes partly obscured by the trees
It appears and disappears
as it glimpses from the shadows
Lighting the darkness momentarily
with its warm light
A promise,
that the sun still shines
Beyond the shadow of the Earth
and her face will greet us once again
In the beauty of the next radiant morning.

Prose by Dianne D ... ♥
Images 'Autumn Moon' Free Images
'Autumn Leaves' Free Wallpapers

A Celtic Moment

2011-04-10T00:49:00.001+10:00

The Edge of Love

2011-04-04T11:22:00.003+10:00

You return to me
once again
And I am lost in the happiness
of your words
The warmth of you
your presence
You arrive like a guiding light
that lifts my heart
From the darkness
of this sadness
I have hope again
because you are near
I live to see
more perfect days
I have so many questions
but only you have the answers
You say I must have faith
there is a time for us
A time for everything ...
You take me to the edge of love
so close, I can almost reach out
And feel your warmth enfold me
but there you leave me
Once again, to wonder
to hope, to wait
Saying you will return ...
But where do you go
what is it that takes you away
Why can't you stay?
And what is it
that always
Brings you back to me?

Prose: Dianne D ... ♥
Image: Serene Sunrise free Wallpaper

Amid Obscure Shadows

2011-03-25T19:22:00.003+11:00

When amid obscure shadows
a lost voice murmurs
disturbing its sad calm ...
If in my soul's depths
I hear it sweetly sounding,

tell me, Is it the wind moans
in its convolutions or that
in passing your sighs speak of love?

When the red sun shines
in my window at morning
and my love evokes your shadow,
if I think I feel the press
of another mouth on mine,

tell me, Is it that blind I rave
or that your heart sends me
a kiss in a sigh?

If in the luminous day
and in the deep gloomy night;
if in all that surrounds
my soul that desires you,
I think I can feel and see you,

tell me, Do I feel and think in a dream
or is it that in a sigh
you give me your breath to drink?

Poem: Amid Obscure Shadows (Rima XXVIII)

Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer, (February 17, 1836- December 22, 1870) was a Spanish post-romanticist writer of poetry and short stories, now considered one of the most important figures in Spanish literature.
Image:Weheartit.com

Love . . .

2011-03-22T23:16:00.022+11:00

Because of you, in gardens of blossoming flowers
I ache from the perfumes of Spring.

I have forgotten your face, I no longer
remember your hands;
how did your lips feel on mine?

Because of you, I love the white statues
drowsing in the parks, the white statues that
have neither voice nor sight.

I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice;
I have forgotten your eyes.

Like a flower to its perfume, I am bound
to my vague memory of you. I live with pain
that is like a wound; if you touch me, you will
do me irreparable harm.

Your caresses enfold me, like climbing vines
on melancholy walls.
I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to
glimpse you in every window.

Because of you, the heady perfumes of Summer
pain me; because of you, I again seek out the
signs that precipitate desires:
Shooting stars, falling objects.

Poem: Pablo Neruda (1960)
from 'Passions and Impressions'
Image: GardenPictures.com

An Award for Me from Spain

2011-03-16T21:22:00.003+11:00

This is an award from my sweet friend eLiA from Spain, her lovely blog is El Jardin de mi Duende. Gracias dear eLiA! ♥
I am asked to answer some questions and pass this award on to five other friends ... I will answer the questionnaire but since I have many friends who are all most deserving of an award I could not choose, so any of you who would like this award are welcome to accept it and perhaps you would like to do your own questionnaire.

-If you had another blog ... what would it be?

It would be for my thoughts and writing.

-If you could change your name ... what would you wear?

Janette or Sophie.

-If you were born again ... would you like to be male or female?

I am a woman and I love being feminine! :)

-If you are granted one wish ... what would you ask?

To be young again and start all over.

-If you are granted a single power ... what would it be?

To undo all of the damage we have done to our planet.

-If you could only buy 'potions' of a mark ... what would it be?

This question is apparently about face creams, cosmetics etc. I will not use any product which has been tested on animals - "First, do no harm"

-If they give you a ride ... what country would you go?

I would love to travel around Europe.

Another present from eLiA, thank you so much, it is very cute! ♥

Love Song

2011-03-12T22:22:00.001+11:00

How shall I hold on to my soul, so that
it does not touch yours? How shall I lift
it gently up over you on to other things?
I would so very much like to tuck it away
among long lost objects in the dark,
in some quiet, unknown place, somewhere
which remains motionless when your depths resound.
And yet everything which touches us, you and me,
takes us together like a single bow,
drawing out from two strings but one voice.
On which instrument are we strung?
And which violinist holds us in his hand?
O sweetest of songs.

'Love Song' Rainer Maria Rilke - from New Poems 1907 - 1908
Translated by Cliff Crego
'Portrait of a Girl (In thought)' circa 1876 - Pierre-Auguste Renoir

So Far Away . . .

2011-03-05T23:40:00.011+11:00

We moved through life

Together

With similar hopes

But on separate paths

Like parallel dreams

So close, but apart

Never touching

Our paths crossed

Only in spirit

For a time

Our words met

And were bound with each other

They danced together

For a while

On the page

But now you are gone

So far away

No goodbye

Your words faded from our page

Leaving a deep void

That no other's words can fill

Our final destinations

So far from each other

So far away ...

Prose by Dianne D ... ♥

Image : Nature - Forest Path - free wallpaper (please enlarge for full image)

Another Sunrise, A New Day . . .

2011-03-01T22:27:00.010+11:00

I will not let the sun set

On one more day of sadness

Life is too short and fleeting

To let this hurt bring me undone.

I shall find my happiness

Amongst those who truly love me

Amongst you who truly care

And in the flowers, trees and sky.

There will be another sunrise

And the blessings of a new day

Calm will once more find my heart

And take my tears away.

Prose by Dianne D ... ♥

Image: Cosmos Flowers Flash Screen Free Wallpapers

La Pluie

2011-02-28T22:39:00.012+11:00

Something bright and cheerful for a change, this sweet little song will have you singing along with happiness and a smile on your face once you have listened to the music and looked at the great images on the video.
The song 'La Pluie' or 'The Rain' is sung by French songstress Zaz (Isabelle Geffroy), I do hope you enjoy it.
I do apologise as I do not have an English translation of the lyrics, I did search on the Net but there seems to be many contradictions in the translations ... maybe someone out there could help me out! Please ... ♥

Le ciel est gris la pluie s'invite comme par surprise
elle est chez nous et comme un rite qui nous enlise
les parapluies s'ouvrent en cadence
comme une danse,
les gouttes tombent en abondance
sur douce France.

Tombe tombe tombe la pluie
en ce jour de dimanche de décembre
à l'ombre des parapluies
les passants se pressent pressent pressent sans attendre

On l'aime parfois elle hausse la voix elle nous bouscule
elle ne donne plus de ses nouvelles en canicule
puis elle revient comme un besoin par affection
et elle nous chante sa grande chanson
l'inondation

Tombe tombe tombe la pluie
en ce jour de dimanche de décembre,
à l'ombre des parapluies
les passants se pressent, pressent, pressent sans attendre

Tombe tombe tombe la pluie
en ce jour de dimanche de décembre
à l'ombre des parapluies
les passants se pressent pressent pressent sans attendre

et tombe et tombe et tombe, tombe
et tombe et tombe et tombe...

Lyrics: http://www.lyricsmania.com/la_pluie_lyrics_zaz.html
All about Zaz: http://www.musictory.com/music/Zaz