Saturday, September 24, 2011

Words of Love Unspoken

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)

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Yesterday's Flowers


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.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Emile Verhaeren Love Poem

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

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Garden of Dreams


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

Saturday, August 20, 2011

How Gentle The Heart ...


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

Monday, August 15, 2011

Another Day ... Un autre jour

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

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Words Beyond the Page


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