Sunday, July 7, 2013

A Dream Too Soon



Letting go of a dream
With regret in my heart
Watching it float away...

Was it a dream too soon?
Nor the right time for me
Or a hope too far away...

I hope the winds of time
Will change one day
And bring you back to me…

Poem - Dianne Dawes
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Thursday, June 27, 2013

Happy Thoughts



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…

Prose - Dianne Dawes
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Monday, June 17, 2013

The Last Door of Love


The last door of love
has closed for me now
You opened my heart to love
then you went away
Just as the sunset 
closes on the day
The shadows all enfolding
you took the light away
In the darkness of night
I reach out for you there
And in that lonely space of silence
all hope fades away
If the sun should rise tomorrow
should I look for you there?
Or are you gone forever
Gone without a care...

Poem - Dianne Dawes
Image - Sunset Daisies Free Wallpaper
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Some inspiration here from my dear friend Leovi at his abstract post The Last Door of Love, thank you!

Monday, June 10, 2013

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

A Reflection...

 

“All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.” 

Anatole France -  1844-1924

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Sunday, May 12, 2013

Kisses and Flowers...Beautiful in any Language

"Le baiser de l'hôtel de ville", Paris 1950 Robert Doisneau

"Le bouquet de Jonquilles" 1950 Robert Doisneau

Robert Doisneau - French Photographer - 1912 -1994
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Sunday, May 5, 2013

Only The Heart Knows


Only the heart knows
The secrets of a love 
That was unspoken
Wanting to burst forth
Like a flower blossoming
In the Springtime
In all of its joy and beauty
But kept silent, repressed
For fear of rejection
Secrets and hopes
Dreams of happiness
All left wanting
And my heart cannot forget...

Prose - Dianne Dawes ... ♥
Image reblogged from Expressive Thinker