Thursday, October 25, 2012
Uncertainties
The uncertainties of life
Take so much away
Nothing is given
That cannot be taken away
Feelings, dreams, comfort, love
Everything can change
Whether in a moment
Or the passing of a day
One cannot rest on complacency
Nothing stays the same
I look to the beauty of the sky
The meadows and the trees
And hope that tomorrow
They will all be there again ...
Poem - Dianne Dawes ... ♥
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Sunday, October 14, 2012
Norfolk
How
did the Devil come? When first attack?
These Norfolk lanes recall lost innocence,
The years fall off and find me walking back
Dragging a stick along the wooden fence
Down this same path, where, forty years ago,
My father strolled behind me, calm and slow.
These Norfolk lanes recall lost innocence,
The years fall off and find me walking back
Dragging a stick along the wooden fence
Down this same path, where, forty years ago,
My father strolled behind me, calm and slow.
I
used to fill my hands with sorrel seeds
And shower him with them from the tops of the stiles,
I used to butt my head into his tweeds
To make him hurry down those languorous miles
Of ash and alder-shaded lanes, till here
Our moorings and the masthead would appear.
And shower him with them from the tops of the stiles,
I used to butt my head into his tweeds
To make him hurry down those languorous miles
Of ash and alder-shaded lanes, till here
Our moorings and the masthead would appear.
There
after supper lit by lantern light
Warm in the cabin I could lie secure
And hear against the polished sides at night
The lap lap lapping of the weedy Bure,
A whispering and watery Norfolk sound
Telling of all the moonlit reeds around.
Warm in the cabin I could lie secure
And hear against the polished sides at night
The lap lap lapping of the weedy Bure,
A whispering and watery Norfolk sound
Telling of all the moonlit reeds around.
How
did the Devil come? When first attack?
The church is just the same, though now I know
Fowler of Louth restored it. Time, bring back
The rapturous ignorance of long ago,
The peace, before the dreadful daylight starts,
Of unkept promises and broken hearts.
The church is just the same, though now I know
Fowler of Louth restored it. Time, bring back
The rapturous ignorance of long ago,
The peace, before the dreadful daylight starts,
Of unkept promises and broken hearts.

Image - The River Bure
Image - A Field Beside the River Bure
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Monday, October 8, 2012
A Pleasant Land
A pleasant land with pastel skies
Softest blues with clouds so white
Sunshine with a softer light
Flowers nodding in the breeze
Blooming over grassy fields
Meadows and fields filled with life
A tapestry of greens to delight
Fragrant hedgerows frame them all
Verdant vines dress ancient walls
Country lanes paved with stones
Little milestones guide the way
Grassy meadows with country stiles
Leafy groves to rest a while
Water flowing in rambling streams
Ancient forests abound with trees
Beneath their canopies
A place for dreams ...
Poem by Dianne Dawes ... ♥
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Sunday, September 30, 2012
Daydreams ...
Sunshine daydreams
In a field of flowers
Such a lovely way
To fill the hours
Lose myself to the rhythms of life
Feel the heartbeat of Nature
A warm breeze stirs the fragrant air
So gently through grasses and flowers
Hear the softness of their song
A symphony of floral fragrance
Floating softly on the air
So much beauty everywhere
Feel the sun kiss my skin
Stay forever without a care ..
Prose - Dianne Dawes ... ♡
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Sunday, September 23, 2012
Little Dreams
Little dreams
and pretty flowers
Dress the day
with happy hours
Thoughts float away
on gossamer wings
To a place
where hope still sings
Where wishes blossom
from buds to flowers
How I love
these sunny hours...
Poem - Dianne Dawes ... ♡
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Sunday, September 16, 2012
I Hold You In My Heart ...
Your words to me are not forgot
Left to fade in space and time
For when I think of them they live again
Like flowers blossoming on the page
Their resonance caught in a heartbeat
Alive in the hope of a sigh
Your reflection captured forever
In the mirror of my heart
Though the distance between us is vast
You are never far from my thoughts
I feel your presence close to me
Though we seem destined to be apart
The memories create the poetry
I hold you in my heart ...
Prose - Dianne Dawes
Painting - Drifting Arbor - Elise Morris
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Be Patient ...
“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and
try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are
now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot
be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to
live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will find them gradually, without noticing it, and live along some distant day into the answer.”
Rainer Maria Rilke - 1875-1926 - Letters to a Young Poet
This is my favourite quote of Rainer Maria Rilke, it teaches me patience when I am restless and lost, acceptance when there are no answers to my life's questions. I do live the questions, for many there will never be an answer, but life must go on and I resign myself to this. I cannot always have what I would wish for, though my needs are simple and few. Perhaps in his beautiful words there is a small glimmer of hope for some answers in the days ahead ... perhaps.
...♥...
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