Over The Magical Tesco Twilight (Book) - 10/22/2021 7:29:46 AM
Mellow Moon
Gentler than the Sunlight
Softly in the Starlight
Bewitching in the Twilight
Perfect with a Lamplight
....Always in the Limelight
Lovely! Congratulations on your book, Diana. Love, peace, and best wishes to you,
Regis. 😊💚🌼🌺🌲
Sam's Biggest Wish (Book) - 6/26/2021 1:49:12 PM
Diana this sounds adorable and memorable to all the children who enjoy it.
Over The Magical Tesco Twilight (Book) - 10/5/2018 3:07:04 AM
Love the painting and the beautiful well penned words Diana, thanks for sharing, have a great day.
Over The Magical Tesco Twilight (Book) - 1/30/2018 11:54:46 AM
Diana,
Congrats! Best wishes on your new book!
Lovely the limelight of your pen!
Lady Mary Ann
Sam's Biggest Wish (Book) - 11/10/2015 6:37:38 PM
Diana creates a wonderful Fairy land where dreams can come true... a great story for children
Celeste Streiff Hammond
Sam's Biggest Wish (Book) - 1/19/2014 4:32:20 AM
Lots of fairy tale action in this book.
Sam's Biggest Wish (Book) - 1/19/2014 3:58:33 AM
Seems a great read for little ones. Keep writing.
Rainy Day Memory… (Short Story) - 5/16/2025 7:40:18 AM
Yes, it is so much fun to look back at good times. Being a writer lets us travel in a time machine and share our experiences with others.
Magic In The Woodyard… (Short Story) - 2/23/2023 7:13:34 PM
A lovely, heart-warming story about a beautiful memory. I have fond memories of my father showing me so many things about life, nature etc. He instilled within me a love of trees (I have planted hundreds along the way), and of nature in general. I remember when I was still very young and he told me this, "Stay close to nature and you shall stay close to God." I never forgot that and I believe it has proven true as, on more than one occasion, God's angels (my guardian angels) have saved me... even from my own self. Love, peace, and blessings to you, Diana,
Regis. 🙏🌲💚🌳🌺🦋🐬
Rainy Day Memory… (Short Story) - 1/6/2023 12:59:41 AM
My family was split into 8 different directions very early in my life. So I have no set of cohesive good memories to fall back on. But I can dream, and ponder, and arrive at bits of make-believe that sustain me. I am not whining, rather I'm suggesting that all our early lives are precious, and someplace, somewhere we will all get to come back to a wonderful re-union. Then I am going to check you out, Diana!
Ed
Rainy Day Memory… (Short Story) - 11/6/2022 9:29:09 AM
Such a fine sharing, Diana. I find some memories from my childhood to be very vivid and always easy to recall. Much enjoyed! Love, peace, and best wishes to you,
Regis. 🙏🌸🌳💚🐦
Magic In The Woodyard… (Short Story) - 9/13/2022 2:11:43 PM
DIANA...WHAT A WONDERFUL STORY! THE ATMOSPHERE, OF COURSE, PLAYED A HUGE PART IN THE OCCASSION, BUT I'M THINKING...IT'S THE PURE LOVE THAT YOU AND YOUR DAD HAD FOR EACH OTHER WHICH MADE THE 'MAGIC' IN THE WOODYARD THAT DAY. AND YOU REMEMBERED IT, FOR WHAT CHILD COULD FORGET SUCH A WONDERFUL EXPERIENCE? THE IMAGERY HERE IS MARVELOUS AND I ENJOYED THIS STORY A LOT. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
Rainy Day Memory… (Short Story) - 9/13/2022 1:55:51 PM
GOOD OR BAD...IT'S THE 'LITTLE THINGS' THAT LEAVE DENTS IN OUR MEMORIES. I THOROUGHLY ENJOYED THIS SHARING, DIANA...WHAT A FANTASTIC, HEART WARMING RECALL THAT A RAINY DAY PROVOKED. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
Magic In The Woodyard… (Short Story) - 9/3/2022 12:12:05 PM
Lots of resonating with your readers, Diana. Loaded with scent, sound, taste and touch, this story delivers comfort of bygone days and invites us to identify with our own fond recollections of a more simple time in the big picture of society, and the personal picture of our own young awarenesses of things that ‘really’ matter. Beautiful remembrance. ~~ djl (P.S. — I believe that when we are in the last part of a natural life span, we return our thoughts to the time in life that made more sense to us; at least I do.)
Rainy Day Memory… (Short Story) - 9/3/2022 11:57:53 AM
I’m glad you received this outpouring of appreciation for your story here, Diana. It gives us a plenty good helping of wholesomeness, which you spread out in lovely detail we can identify with (especially us elder readers), because it speaks of the ‘simplicity’ of just being together with family. And the setting not needing artificial entertainment, just stripey straws and togetherness. I love it. ~~ the other Diana
Rainy Day Memory… (Short Story) - 8/20/2022 2:51:31 AM
that was visually and mentally stimulating. I can hear the rain, the sound of the Bingo, the cheers, laughter and slurping noises you have shared with your family, such a lovely memory.
Rainy Day Memory… (Short Story) - 8/7/2022 10:07:45 AM
You have such a way with words, that transport me into the experiences you share. What a wonderful memory of a time of innocence, depicted so well, I can see the colors and tase those milk shakes with stripes straws. A very nice story told with evident love for happy times and simple pleasures.
Rainy Day Memory… (Short Story) - 8/3/2022 12:27:03 PM
I wonder when it is we change from loving a summer rain and getting wet to only going out with rain gear and umbrellas. Like you I loved the outings my family took to the beach and when it rained it would be the best time to be in the water. Thanks for awakening long forgotten memories...
Rainy Day Memory… (Short Story) - 8/3/2022 8:26:05 AM
Oh Diana, I was there with you and your family during the family vacation when it rained. It seems that many of your usual activities were put on hold, but being together with family, enjoying the simple pleasantries of life, turned out to be one of your most memorable times of childhood. As I said, I was there with you and family, enjoying the moment, but, at the same time, I took a few steps back into my own Appalachian boyhood, where life was probably much different than anything you ever experienced. Still, there was plenty of food, ample clothing, and shelter over our head—the necessities of life. But beyond these things there was lots of love and enjoyment of life. Now that I am in the latter years of life, I look back and know I wouldn’t trade the years of my youth for anything life has to offer today. Thank you, Diana, for taking me with you on your “Rainy Day Memory.” I enjoyed it tremendously.
David 🦋❤️🐘
Rainy Day Memory… (Short Story) - 8/3/2022 3:02:49 AM
A beautiful memory made even lusher by your vivid description.
Rainy Day Memory… (Short Story) - 8/2/2022 12:34:26 PM
I really loved how descriptive you were about these beloved places from your childhood and how the rain could put a damper on what you wanted to do. You managed to show the brightness that shined through. Especially when you described how wonderful the landscape looked when it was soaked with rain.
You reminded me of our northern Wisconsin where sometimes it can rain for days. But you're right about the dark days tending to bring out the brightness of fauna and flora, especially in the fall when the leaves have changed making the colors more intense and the greens, greener.
When I took my younger brothers on a second hundred mile canoe trip in the Boundary Waters between Minnesota and Ontario, it was cold and rained five of the seven days. But we ate hot meals by the campfire, slept well and dry without any mosquitoes, and paddled on through the pattering rain and gloom. My younger brothers wanted to hurry back and get a hamburger. I just wanted to stay there forever.
Ron
Rainy Day Memory… (Short Story) - 8/2/2022 11:05:56 AM
Beautiful memory with the family, surrounded by God's beautiful creation of nature. What more can one ask for? Great story, Diana!
Sandie
Rainy Day Memory… (Short Story) - 8/2/2022 8:32:13 AM
A time of nostalgia thinking back on such beautiful, innocent days. So well, so simply described.
Rainy Day Memory… (Short Story) - 8/2/2022 6:39:19 AM
It's so rewarding to read of simple pleasures and rewards that Nature provides. It truly rises above the technocratic world we are beholden to today for work, pleasure, and escape. Your portrait of rain as a soothing and pacifying element in life is sincerely appreciated. Write on.
Rainy Day Memory… (Short Story) - 8/2/2022 5:29:18 AM
Good morning (here in SoCal) What a beautifully written story, Diana.
I am sure that everyone reading this will feel that little longing pain in their stomach that says :I want to be there again!
One of the nice thing about being a writer: we can go back! And if we do it well enough, we will bring people back with us.
Mark
Magic In The Woodyard… (Short Story) - 6/30/2022 8:31:03 AM
What a great story! I, too, could smell the wood and taste those potato chips. One of those perfect days with one's mom and dad that last a lifetime. Beautiful story.
Magic In The Woodyard… (Short Story) - 6/28/2022 3:10:33 AM
May you enjoy reliving the special memory of your dad at the place from which it originated. A heartwarming story with vivid details.
Magic In The Woodyard… (Short Story) - 6/27/2022 10:55:51 AM
What a wonderful memory! And what a wonderful father to take you through all of the steps, from buying the wood, to making the stilts, with you right there all the way. And your mother making fresh fried potato chips to enjoy while it was happening! What a wonderful day, too. I'll bet you were very proud of your stilts while showing them off to your friends. And I'll bet also that you were very good balancing on your stilts.
Of all the fads we had during grade school, I don't recall stilts. But I have fond memories of that picture of my father at about three or four with a gorgeous blonde Afro of his tight curly hair, standing between his older sisters who both were standing between their stilts. That's the only picture that I ever saw of him as a young boy. Probably why he kept his hair very short as an adult.
I was fortunate enough to take several shop courses in wood. And the smell of fresh cut lumber came back to me as I was reading your memory of it. Mom made fried potato chips for us, too. Whenever we had an outdoor chore for her to do, she always provided us and any neighbor kid with us with a snack while we were working.
Ron
Magic In The Woodyard… (Short Story) - 6/27/2022 10:26:39 AM
Isn't it lovely that some of the simplest childhood memories retain so much of the magic of the moment they happened to occur in. Your story brought to mind my own stilts of childhood but usually us kids made them ourselves out of scraps of wood and old nails we scrounged around the neighbourhood. Another favorite of childhood was building soap box racers, usually salvaging baby doll carraiges for the axles and wheels and a piece of rope to steer it with. Anyway I am getting off track, a lovely write Diana that I am sure will stir memories for many.
Fee
Magic In The Woodyard… (Short Story) - 6/27/2022 10:25:59 AM
It's great that you and your dad were so connected with each other that you were able to learn so much from him when you were a child. Thank you for sharing your fond memory!
Sandie
Magic In The Woodyard… (Short Story) - 6/27/2022 8:18:45 AM
Such a lovely and nostalgic tale of one's experience with their father. I enjoyed the read very much.
Magic In The Woodyard… (Short Story) - 6/27/2022 8:03:09 AM
what a beautiful story and remembrance of your father... Things we take for granted today were as a fairyland to a child and wonderful to remember.
Thank you
Mark
Pink Tipped Daisies.. (Poetry) - 5/27/2026 4:53:51 AM
Time stops, breathlessly roaming, the air of appreciation returns.
In a manner of Wordsworth "We are seven"
"Pink Tipped Daises" a classic addition, from a life affirming DNA source
Diana is Beyond the reach of AI Authors.
Pink Tipped Daisies.. (Poetry) - 2/8/2026 11:37:19 AM
So beautiful, Diana, one can feel your love; it is palpable. I honor your relationship.
A Hopeful Heart.. (Poetry) - 1/29/2026 2:54:13 PM
Beautifully written, thank you for sharing. I like the last four lines.
Rose
Together Forever.... (Poetry) - 7/2/2025 5:23:27 PM
I don't know the feeling of being alone and pray that it never happens. Your words ( Together Forever) say so much. Thank you for sharing.
Rose
I love You So... (Poetry) - 7/2/2025 5:19:20 PM
Oh those loving words that make us feel as though there is a true love until that time as he walks out the door and leaves us sad. Great write.
Rose
Pink Tipped Daisies.. (Poetry) - 7/2/2025 5:15:32 PM
Beautiful memories that can never be taken away. Very nice words you have shared.
Rose
Full Moon and Fireworks… (Poetry) - 5/29/2025 10:52:43 PM
True love tends not to forget the precious memories.
Pink Tipped Daisies.. (Poetry) - 5/29/2025 5:23:38 PM
THANK GOD FOR BEAUTIFUL MEMORIES, INDEED...THEY GILT MANY OF OUR DAYS WITH A GLOW OF PEACE AND LOVE. ENJOYED, MY FRIEND, THANKS. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH... HIS+INSPIRATIONS
Pink Tipped Daisies.. (Poetry) - 5/24/2025 6:58:03 AM
It feels so good to get back in the Den and read your poetry, Diana. This is musical in rhythm, rich in rhyme, and most of all, as these reviews reveal, shining a bright light on your connection with your father. These two final lines carry the brimming armful of “Pink Tipped Daisies…” and honest love. Keep writing* ~~ the other Diana
A Hopeful Heart.. (Poetry) - 5/16/2025 7:43:32 AM
Simple but very inspiring. Keep hope alive!
Pink Tipped Daisies.. (Poetry) - 5/13/2025 12:04:55 PM
Most kids give flowers to their mothers. But I see you viewed your dad as special like my sister viewed my dad, her favorite.
A beautiful touching poem now that your dad is gone. I hope you saw it before he left.
Ron
Pink Tipped Daisies.. (Poetry) - 5/12/2025 5:15:08 AM
A daughter's love wrapped up in a beautiful heartfelt poem.
Best wishes Diana
kenny
Pink Tipped Daisies.. (Poetry) - 5/10/2025 8:34:36 AM
Such a heartfelt reflection on your childhood memory. It reminds me of the time that I bought a small box of chocolates for my mother on Valentine's Day. I must have been ten years old, but had my own paper route and there had my own money.
Pink Tipped Daisies.. (Poetry) - 5/9/2025 11:48:36 AM
The relationship with and the love for your father shine through your verses, Diana. Love, peace, and blessings to you,
Regis. 🙏🌸🦋💕
Pink Tipped Daisies.. (Poetry) - 5/9/2025 7:16:49 AM
Your words will no doubt win the heart and soul of every man who has been blessed with a loving daughter.
Pink Tipped Daisies.. (Poetry) - 5/9/2025 6:39:04 AM
Nm Diana ~
I’m so glad our paths crossed ~ years ago now.
This is such splendid writing ~ father and daughter love.
With your permission, may I share it with special friends?
Otherwise, it may be overlooked, and they would adore it.
A little girl her hands outstretched ~ with love forevermore
With love ~
David
Pink Tipped Daisies.. (Poetry) - 5/9/2025 6:22:35 AM
Diana, such a lovely tribute to your father, even I can sense the love that you still have.
Mark
Pink Tipped Daisies.. (Poetry) - 5/8/2025 11:48:07 PM
By the cringe…, Lady Di, you've penned such a delicate, nostalgic dreamscape of a poem with a free-flowing rhyme. Simply divine. xx
A Hopeful Heart.. (Poetry) - 1/2/2025 7:38:46 AM
Bea, heartfelt sentiments for the new year. May your days be blessed. Welcome back!
A Hopeful Heart.. (Poetry) - 1/1/2025 3:08:19 PM
Happy New Year!
Time to do early spring cleaning and starting over on a happier note.
That's what your poem tells me.
Ron
A Hopeful Heart.. (Poetry) - 1/1/2025 9:40:39 AM
Rings true with the new year
A Hopeful Heart.. (Poetry) - 12/31/2024 4:47:36 PM
Such sage advice with warm bright light cheer and blessings for 2025. I'm so ready for a new chapter !!!! Great to see your works again Diana.
A Hopeful Heart.. (Poetry) - 12/31/2024 3:47:39 PM
Nice thoughts. May that all come true for you, Diane.
A Hopeful Heart.. (Poetry) - 12/31/2024 10:45:43 AM
Happy, hopeful New Year beautiful Diana.
Out with the ye ole and in with ye new.
Hopefully you had a fantastic family Christmas. Xx
A Hopeful Heart.. (Poetry) - 12/31/2024 8:54:20 AM
This lovely, Diana.
With the new year beginning, one can only hope and pray for the sense of your "Hopeful Heart".
Happy New Year my old friend.
Mark
Fifty Bales of Hay.... (Poetry) - 10/21/2023 9:13:51 PM
A CLEVER WORK...! AND EVEN MORE CLEVER IS THE DAMSEL AND, OF COURSE, THE VERY FORTUNATE LORD. ENJOYED, THANKS DIANA. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
One Night… (Poetry) - 9/27/2023 3:07:21 AM
Ahh, now that is a sad poem,
but very well written.
Steve
Lost In The Stars… (Poetry) - 9/27/2023 3:06:12 AM
Beautiful, really beautiful.
Steve
Lost In The Stars… (Poetry) - 9/13/2023 3:44:03 PM
This was beautiful.
PS
Lost In The Stars… (Poetry) - 3/19/2023 7:04:16 AM
Simply lovely and heart felt, Diana.
Lost In The Stars… (Poetry) - 3/7/2023 4:05:59 PM
Pure Magic, Diana* ~~ the other Diana
Lost In The Stars… (Poetry) - 3/6/2023 1:25:34 PM
We all seek and wish for this type of perfect union of hearts. Nicely offered Diana
Fee
Lost In The Stars… (Poetry) - 3/2/2023 6:33:10 PM
WHEN...YOU KNOW, YOU JUST...KNOW! THANK GOD FOR...LOVE!!!! ENJOYED IMMENSELY! LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
Lost In The Stars… (Poetry) - 2/19/2023 6:22:26 PM
Perfect peace, my Heart serene. What better place to be then in the center of peace, with your heart serene. This is so lovely Diana, :)
Lost In The Stars… (Poetry) - 2/18/2023 1:49:41 PM
hi Diana
your lovely poem reminds me of learning about the classical poets we study in literature classes in the university. so now u know where your writings have reached. a big kudos to u, lots of love,keep going
roseline
Lost In The Stars… (Poetry) - 2/18/2023 1:34:36 PM
Glorious little treasure of a gem ~ Glad your feeling so much better!
Lost In The Stars… (Poetry) - 2/18/2023 11:40:11 AM
Succinct but very powerful in meaning and emotion expressed. Lovely love verses, Diana. Love, peace, and best wishes to you,
Regis. 🙏🌳💚🌲😎🌸
Lost In The Stars… (Poetry) - 2/18/2023 11:13:46 AM
Short, but oh so sweet.
Ron
Lost In The Stars… (Poetry) - 2/18/2023 8:18:18 AM
Oh, this is so beautiful. Like all your poems, they are straight from the heart and speak to the hearts of those who read them.
Lost In The Stars… (Poetry) - 2/18/2023 7:06:15 AM
Hello, Diana,
You do not submit much, but when you do I know it's straight from your heart.
Lovely words.
Lovely thought.
Mark
Lost In The Stars… (Poetry) - 2/18/2023 6:46:00 AM
Your succinct use of language, the lean way the message is provided offer such a lyrical way to interpret. And because of your choices, "your" dreamy eyes is for the reader to identify with... in so many ways. A wonderful array of minimal words giving a maximum value. Kudos. Namaste.
Lost In The Stars… (Poetry) - 2/18/2023 4:36:10 AM
Meeting the right person is somewhat like searching through the stars in a galaxy. But once we meet them, our heart is at peace, and there is no need to look further, for we are in the comfort of home. Not many can arrange twenty-five words in the perfect order of love.
David
Pristine Spring Morn..... (Poetry) - 1/10/2023 5:27:45 PM
IT ONLY TAKES A MOMENT FOR NOSTALGIA TO CASCADE IN ON A WORD, A MELODY, YET THE WISP OF A FRAGRANCE OR...A PRIMROSE. INDEED, MY FRIEND...THANK GOD FOR THE COMPASSIONATE GIFT OF MEMORY. SO LOVELY, THANK YOU, DIANA! LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS.
RED COVERLET (Poetry) - 12/31/2022 7:52:02 PM
MAY HIS MIRACULOUS PEACE CONTINUE TO MEET YOU AND KEEP YOU...JUST WHEN YOU NEED HIM MOST! HAPPY NEW YEAR, MY FRIEND! INDEED, LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
Rains Sweet Lullaby (Poetry) - 12/17/2022 5:15:54 PM
HOW SOOTHING AND PEACEFUL THIS WORK, DIANA. YES, RAIN IS THAT WAY. AND I REJOICE IN THE FACT THAT 'HE' ALWAYS KNOWS, AND PROVIDES... EXACTLY WHAT WE NEED WHEN WE NEED IT. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
Full Moon and Fireworks… (Poetry) - 12/17/2022 5:07:30 PM
THIS WORK LEADS ONE TO BELIEVE THAT MOONLIGHT NEVER FORGETS. AND, FOR THOSE WHO BELIEVE THIS...AT JUST THE RIGHT MOMENT, IT REFLECTS THE LOVE-ENERGY ONCE EXPERIENCED IN ITS GLOW. A FINE SHARING, DIANA...THANKS. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
Full Moon and Fireworks… (Poetry) - 11/27/2022 12:07:13 PM
Diana this is soul poetry, written from the soul, touching the soul. Oh, how beautiful, your poem, and your memories.
Full Moon and Fireworks… (Poetry) - 11/17/2022 6:16:45 PM
As I read your words (verses), I am filled with an emotive understanding of what you are expressing. This is genuine and real and most engaging, Diana. Love, peace, and blessings to you,
Regis. 🌼🙏🌳💚🌲
Full Moon and Fireworks… (Poetry) - 11/12/2022 11:25:08 AM
Dear Diana,
I have pondered upon this piece since the time you posted it. I have read it time after time, each time, thinking about the beauty of the language that comes from your mind. I have read, time and again, what others say about your thoughts. Some speak briefly; others comment in broader terms. I have no idea how far down the page my thoughts will reach. I do hope what I say reaches the mark with accuracy. If not, then I pray it isn’t too far away. I know you have suffered quietly for years now over the loss of Melvyn, your husband. You always speak about him in gentle terms that would not be easy to replicate, for they seem to be drawn from the depths of your soul. The same can be said of “Full Moon and Fireworks.” As you reflect upon the day he left, could the roses you see and smell maybe be roses that Melvyn sent you on some special occasion? And are the tiny drops of moisture tears you are shedding from thinking about that moment? From that point on, your poem speaks of a love relationship that some, perhaps many, do not achieve. I’m sure there are many on AuthorsDen who can feel the depth of your loss through the beauty of your writing. It is a beauty that is not easily matched. However, I can only speak for myself. Blessings to you always. Reprimand me if I have spoken in a manner contrary to your thinking, dear heart.
Love ~
David 🐘
Full Moon and Fireworks… (Poetry) - 11/9/2022 10:43:53 AM
“….a thousand untold secrets” . . . the mood of this writing is effectively painted, with color and scent, with light and memories materializing. Along with the sorrow of ‘missing’ your loved one, you place the surprising “In that instant I know all is well..”. Very tender expressions in here, Diana* ~~ the other Diana
Full Moon and Fireworks… (Poetry) - 11/9/2022 4:55:24 AM
What a beautiful message. Having lived the dream and knowing it brings solace.
Full Moon and Fireworks… (Poetry) - 11/7/2022 10:01:55 PM
Your words and the picture complement each other. So finely written! Thank you for sharing!
Sandie
Full Moon and Fireworks… (Poetry) - 11/7/2022 4:19:51 PM
Such a beautiful poem. You draw the reader into your experience of the moment, seeing the colorful fireworks and smelling roses in the night air. You share your deep sadness, but also, do I hint your letting go, acceptance of your loss and placing it among the stars? How wonderful! Thank you for sharing your lovely words with all of us.
Full Moon and Fireworks… (Poetry) - 11/7/2022 2:41:30 PM
wow you sure have a way with words Diana, this is stunningly written, I love the great beauty if permeates, :)
Full Moon and Fireworks… (Poetry) - 11/7/2022 2:34:59 PM
Beautiful intensity in this write Diana
Full Moon and Fireworks… (Poetry) - 11/7/2022 9:31:42 AM
Imaged well. And the thoughtful sadness and hope tugs at the heartstrings. I'm sure he is looking down and smiling. Peace.... r
Full Moon and Fireworks… (Poetry) - 11/7/2022 8:46:39 AM
Your "benign starlight" says it all as it swallows up "feelings of intense sadness". Such a beautiful, powerful love poem.
Full Moon and Fireworks… (Poetry) - 11/7/2022 7:44:12 AM
There certainly were explosions going on in my mind as I read. The kind that comes from ecstasy that we all secretly have but only shared it freely times on nights like this.
Ron
Full Moon and Fireworks… (Poetry) - 11/7/2022 7:25:51 AM
This piece has a strong, steadfast and evocative impact, Diana. Oddly enough, I read it immediately after spending about an hour on Gad Saad's (Professor and consumer behaviorist at Concordia University, Montreal, Canada) 2020 book, 'The Parasitic Mind'. In that fascinating book he discusses (among much else) the importance of developing nomological networks of cumulative evidence with which to separate reasoned, factual realities from fancied, imagined pseudo-realities.
Among the examples he draws upon as illustrations are biophysiological differences in male/female mating preferences (in both animal and human contexts) that demonstrate the (well established) fact that whereas males are principally motivated by sexual stimuli, females are primarily focused on romantic behavior. This has, of course, absolutely nothing to do directly with your poem, but it sparked what a friend called (strange term!) an 'earbug', or a snippet of song that endlessly (and annoyingly) keep repeating itself, over and and over and on and on, unbidden in one's mind.
When I read your poem, one such 'earbug' suddenly emerged in my head, a 1976 song written by a one-hit group blandly named the 'Starland Vocal Band', titled 'Afternoon Delight'. It has a refrain that goes "Skyrockets in flight, afternoon delight...". Of course, all innuendo aside, it's probably a good verification of Saad's illustration, LoL!
Lest you think I'm hopelessly sexist or mawkishly irredeemable in relating the above, take some comfort in knowing that I too have my deeply nostalgic aspects when it comes to very human tragedy of lost love. Your poem reaches into the quick of the common universal human experiential matrix we're all a part of, rest assured. Nicely done!
Full Moon and Fireworks… (Poetry) - 11/7/2022 6:40:24 AM
You raise my expectation level with each of your startling postings.
This jewel just raised it beyond the stratosphere. It's a Wowser!
Full Moon and Fireworks… (Poetry) - 11/7/2022 4:14:50 AM
oh wow. this was superb. i was reading it with puppy eyes. very timely for the full moon, too. thank you for this piece.
Eve of Halloween… (Poetry) - 10/13/2022 10:00:02 PM
THEY HARDLY KNOW HOW TO CELEBRATE HALLOWEEN ANYMORE, DIANA. WHEN I WAS A KID(I'M SOON TO BE 78, SMILE)HALLOWEEN NIGHT FOUND GOBLINS, WITCHES, ANGELS, FAIRIES AND THE LIKE...DONNED WITH PARENTS ATTIRE AND PAINTED FACES WITH MOM'S COSMETICS....UNATTENDED. IT DIDN'T 'COST' ANYTHING EITHER. 'CAUSE IT WAS ALL ABOUT GETTING THE SWEETS AND SCREAMING AND RUNNING SAFELY, WHILE DODGING THE HITS FROM SOCKS FILLED WITH COLORED POWDERED CHALK IN NEIGHBORHOOD STREETS...THAT TOLD THE STORY FOR DAYS AFTER. THOSE WERE THE DAYS, BUT IT'S NOT LIKE THAT ANYMORE...IT'S BECOME SO COMMERCIALIZED. ADULTS ARE MORE INTO IT THAN THE KIDS, WITH TAINTED CANDY ETC, AND I HAVE TO SAY MANIPULATIVE HEARTS, HAVING TO BE CONSIDERED...WHILE ONE ENDEAVORS TO KEEP THE LITTLE ONES AND THEMSELVES SAFE AND LIVE. AN ENJOYED NOSTALGIC SHARING, THANKS, DIANA. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS.
Moonwish (sequel) (Poetry) - 10/13/2022 9:18:02 PM
HMMMM...SEEMS NONE ARE HARDLY ABLE TO TAKE WHAT THEY GIVE, WHEN IT COMES TO ONE ADHEREING FAITHFULLY TO 'TREASURE' WHICH FATE HAS RENDERED...AS A GIFT. SO I WOULD HAVE TO AGREE. INSTEAD OF SURRENDERING TO TEMPTATION OF 'MORE HONEY' ON A GREENER TREE, ONE WOULD BE WISE TO TEND THE TREE THEY ALREADY HAVE AND...LET IT BE. '...I AM THE LORD THEY GOD, I AM A JEALOUS GOD...', AMEN. ENJOYED, THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
One Night… (Poetry) - 10/7/2022 6:44:54 AM
You do romance so well, Diana. This one of poignancy. Lovely image, fresh and pure. ~~ djl
Me and You...Trapped In A Time Warp. (Poetry) - 9/26/2022 5:31:38 PM
ALONG LIFE'S PATH...WE ARE BLESSED TO PARTAKE OF THE MARVELOUS WONDERS AND REALITIES OF LOVE. AND WE DELVE INTO IT...WANTING IT TO NEVER END. FOR SOME, THEY ARE GIFTED WITH A LIFE-LONG PARTNER AND THE ROMANCE NEVER ENDS. BUT FOR OTHERS...IT DOESN'T WORK OUT THAT WAY, BEING JUST FOR A TIME. IT IS THEN THAT THAT OLD ROMANTIC CLICHE' FALLS INTO PLACE BEAUTIFULLY; '...BETTER TO HAVE LOVED AND LOST, THEN NEVER TO HAVE LOVED AT ALL...' HOWEVER, FOR YOU I AM WILLING TO WAGER THAT IT HAD TO BE REAL, DIANA...YOUR WORDS EXPRESS THIS, ENTIRELY. AN INDELIBLE SHARING, THANKS. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
One Night… (Poetry) - 9/26/2022 5:09:54 PM
THEY NEVER REUNITED PHYSICALLY, HOWEVER, I AM MORE THAN SURE THAT HERE AND THERE AS THEY TRAVELED ON, THEY EACH REMEMBERED THAT...ONE NIGHT. SHORT BUT SO VERY TOUCHING, DIANA. ENJOYED. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
One Night… (Poetry) - 9/23/2022 5:22:39 PM
And they have their whole life ahead.. Loved this imagery.. Beautifully penned
One Night… (Poetry) - 9/22/2022 10:29:19 AM
That beguiling moon some days shines and smiles regardless of the twists and turns of fate. Thank you for this tender write today dear Diana
One Night… (Poetry) - 9/20/2022 8:24:15 PM
Few words, but much said. Lovely...
PS
One Night… (Poetry) - 9/20/2022 3:05:03 PM
Very nice, Diana. It touches a certain shade of feeling we have all gone through. I am reminded of the aphoristic observation that "Love is regret" but also a link that runs through all of us right up to the last breath... [Hope you recovered satisfactorily from the COVID-19!]
One Night… (Poetry) - 9/18/2022 4:18:18 PM
beautiful and you flooded me with memories. applause to this piece.
One Night… (Poetry) - 9/18/2022 10:49:18 AM
So sweet words, Diana! This brought back memories for me once again.
I always remember my first love Danny, even up to this date I have been thinking about him all of my life. Some memories are too fond and beautiful to be erased from our minds.
Sandie
One Night… (Poetry) - 9/17/2022 12:44:21 PM
Alas, the spark was extinguished, but not by the waves… Perhaps by other means that kept them apart. The untold story. Your story?
Ron
One Night… (Poetry) - 9/17/2022 12:11:01 PM
Your: "I believe that all healing is letting go, and all letting go is healing. Writing is my ultimate 'letting go'!" is more than a noteworthy piece of wisdom, it is perhaps the single most debilitating aspect of loss. At least, that has been my experience. Here, in this poem, you bring such a keen subtext to the thoughts that no one can come away after reading it thinking that this enigmatic influence called love is a tamable emotion. It finds you, not the other way around. Keep writing.
One Night… (Poetry) - 9/17/2022 9:42:53 AM
Yes, but the magic of time turns those teen flings into raging torrents of passion the likes of which melted cupids arrows as if they were made of ice cream, which they probably were. I'm sorry, but I got carried away there for a moment...Love your poem, Diana. But not as much as I love you. Sigh.
One Night… (Poetry) - 9/17/2022 9:34:10 AM
Sometimes the absence of words can tell a short story of absolute beauty... You did it here, Diana.
Although it was at a Walgreens soda fountain in 1952, this poem of yours so much as my "Girl on the Kitty-corner Stool."
Mark
One Night… (Poetry) - 9/17/2022 8:59:47 AM
I can completely relate; I have lived this. Well done, Diana. Succinct verses but very evocative. Love, peace, and best wishes,
Regis. 🙏🌳💚🐦🌼
One Night… (Poetry) - 9/17/2022 8:49:40 AM
Those old teen memories of budding love are so enchanting and memorable; no doubt we all have them. Simple and Lovely, as the love itself.
Bricks (Poetry) - 9/13/2022 2:20:43 PM
THE ONLY WAY FOR TWO 'BRICKS' TO COME TOGETHER IS BY APPLYING THE 'CEMENT' OF PATIENCE, KINDNESS, AND UNDERSTANDING. THAT IS...IF THE 'BRICKS' DECIDE THIS OPEN PATH TO LOVE...IS WORTH IT. LOVED IT! LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
Cornflower Blue... (Poetry) - 8/24/2022 9:05:54 AM
How beautifully you describe the love and the loss of those uncertain and tragic times! "I lost my love to war," and the sky of "cornflower blue," is evocative of both heartfelt grief and the bright promise of hope. So wonderful how you hold the sadness and yet hold on to hope as well. Beautiful!
Always...Your Wife (Poetry) - 8/14/2022 8:14:11 PM
This is so sweet. It must have been such a comfort to have a writing gift to express these feelings as though you were speaking to your husband at your side. You are so brave to share this and I feel so lucky to read it!
When The Stars Peep Out (Poetry) - 8/14/2022 3:00:49 PM
This is very beautiful, Diana. It has melody and melancholy. The tenderness is there. ~~ Diana, ‘the other’
When The Stars Peep Out (Poetry) - 7/21/2022 9:58:32 PM
Magical poetry, comforting and at its best
When The Stars Peep Out (Poetry) - 7/16/2022 12:02:01 PM
HOW UTTERLY BEAUTIFUL! CHIMES FROM A HEART STILL FILLED WITH LOVE FOR A DEPARTED ONE, THOUGH UNSEEN...STILL SO VERY PRESENT. I CAN ADMIT THAT I HAVE A HEALTHY ENVY OF THIS KIND OF EARTHLY LOVE...FOR I HAVE NEVER KNOWN IT. ALL I CAN SAY IS...THANK GOD FOR JESUS WHO HAS FILLED THAT YEARNING, THAT SPACE...MIRACUOUSLY! THANK YOU SO ENTIRELY FOR SHARING THIS KEEPER. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
The Silence Of The Morning.. (Poetry) - 7/5/2022 8:27:12 AM
A beautiful image filled poem. You have eyes that search beyond what is seen. Many times I have looked at a tree standing majestic and proud and wondered what secrets it holds and what it has seen through the years.
PS
After The Rain..... (Poetry) - 7/5/2022 8:19:50 AM
Nirvana indeed. Lost in the beauty of your happy place. Where the rain not only magnified the beauty, but washes away the stress of the day. So, you can become one with the beauty and peace found in your little bit of heaven. Everyone needs such a place.
PS
When The Stars Peep Out (Poetry) - 7/4/2022 2:56:59 PM
Diana you are proof that love never dies. What a lovely poem, uplifting.
Beneath The Lilac Tree (Poetry) - 7/3/2022 7:57:06 PM
I loved this sweet and beautiful love poem. As a lover of lilacs I can still smell the sweetness as it would come through the open window. Great poem and great memories.
PS
Rains Sweet Lullaby (Poetry) - 7/3/2022 7:53:47 PM
I too love the sound of rain, it comforts and soothes the weary spirit. You captured that feeling perfectly here.
PS
Stranger At The Gate (Poetry) - 7/3/2022 10:24:25 AM
This was different than I thought it would be. It reminds me of that saying, "you can never go home". And for some reason I understand it now. Nicely done.
PS
Mystical Moon... (Poetry) - 7/3/2022 10:20:48 AM
There is nothing more beautiful that a full moon night. The shadows and light merge with the imagination to make one magnificent night.
PS
Winter Nightsong.... (Poetry) - 7/3/2022 10:16:58 AM
Now this was exceptional. I could see it all as I read and it was beautiful.
PS
Something Miraculous. (Poetry) - 7/3/2022 10:13:48 AM
This was beautiful. You said that you did not paint, this was one of the most beautiful paintings I have ever seen. What I do with a brush you do with mere words. If this was hanging on a wall I would have to call it a masterpiece.
PS
Fifty Bales of Hay.... (Poetry) - 7/3/2022 10:09:14 AM
Delightful humor, but to confess I had 50 shades of gray running through my head.
PS
The Garden Of My Heart (Poetry) - 7/2/2022 1:36:59 PM
I believe this is the most powerful I have read yet. Regret keeps wings bound, as the salty tears feed the despair.
PS
Moonwish (sequel) (Poetry) - 7/2/2022 1:33:00 PM
Usually the sequel is not as good as the original, but this one was better. The twist and turns ended with an unexpected ending. I"ll stick with the green tea I believe.
PS
Moonwish.... (Poetry) - 7/2/2022 1:25:12 PM
There is always a game to win, before you claim the prize. :) And to have your mind blown is a BONUS. lol What an enchanting tale.
PS
Beyond Compare.... (Poetry) - 7/2/2022 1:19:17 PM
Bella is a true beauty and treasure,
PS
Blue Bird Morning… (Poetry) - 7/2/2022 1:16:57 PM
I love the beauty and peacefulness of this. Every morning should be a blue bird morning.
PS
Always...Your Wife (Poetry) - 7/2/2022 1:14:38 PM
This is true love from the start to the end and beyond. This kind of love is so rare and I believe that this is the kind of love everyone yearns for, but seldom find. I would say with confidence that you both were blessed.
PS
I love You So... (Poetry) - 7/2/2022 1:09:42 PM
Oh my, words are cheap. Actions speak volumes. How can someone treat another's heart so carelessly? Powerful poem of betrayal.
PS
Me and You...Trapped In A Time Warp. (Poetry) - 7/1/2022 9:35:44 AM
This is one of the most beautiful love poems that I have ever read. This kind of love cannot be manufactured. It is the kind of love that poured out of the heart and soul. This is the purest kind of love. This one is a treasure.
PS
Late Bloomer (Poetry) - 7/1/2022 9:29:29 AM
Better to bloom late than never to bloom. Some flowers take years to bloom. How that flower must feel when everyone around her is blooming. But alas, when that flower does bloom, and it will. The other flowers will pale to the magnificence and beauty of her bloom.
PS
Inside My Soul (Poetry) - 7/1/2022 9:19:29 AM
I love the simple beauty of this. So peaceful and powerful at the same time.
PS
My Heart's Not Broken....... (Poetry) - 7/1/2022 9:15:57 AM
The feeling of betrayal. I know it well. I have no time for players, lairs and users. Never be with someone not willing to protect your heart better than they protect their own. It reminds me of the line of a poem I wrote.
When I gave her my heart I could feel it crack,
And there is something about a broken heart
That makes you not want to take it back.
This poem tells me you were hurt by someone you trusted, but you had the strength and resolve to move forward. Always seek out the sun and like a flower you will begin to thrive.
PS
Seagull... (Poetry) - 7/1/2022 8:59:35 AM
Wonderful poem. You captured them very well. I like seagulls. I was at the ocean and saw two pilings with a seagull on each piling. Between the pilings was a row boat. I took a picture and went home and pulled out my oil paints and put it to canvass. I do like seagulls, unless I’m at an outside restaurant and the try to steal my food.
PS
Woodsmoke and Possibility.... (Poetry) - 6/30/2022 8:37:36 AM
This had a quiet beauty of appreciation and possibilities of not only the moment, but a fascination of what might be. Never lose the beauty of the moment for it is fleeting and the moment becomes a memory that you can revisit as often as you like. Never stifle the possibilities, without them we become stagnant. It is the possibilities that are realized that form who we are. I absolutely loved every eloquent word that formed this moment in time.
PS
When The Stars Peep Out (Poetry) - 6/22/2022 3:48:49 AM
Diana,
I have been reading your lovely poems for a long time. I always find your writings to be pleasing to the ear and highly emotional. My reviews of your pieces never quite capture the quality of your work, and for that I must sincerely apologize. Perhaps one day I can put into words exactly how your poetry makes me feel within my soul. You have a gift that is to be admired by all writers on AD.
David Lee Thompson❤️🦋🐘
When The Stars Peep Out (Poetry) - 6/20/2022 11:01:10 AM
would you like to read this one out loud to us on the next poetry cafe, ? message me and let me know.
Vie
When The Stars Peep Out (Poetry) - 6/20/2022 9:00:26 AM
This is such a lovely poem. It shows the adoration of one's beloved. Innocent devotion. Pure love. "...a place away from fear...My heart and yours still one...I feel your love encircling me, I sense your hand on mine," Pure poetry!
When The Stars Peep Out (Poetry) - 6/19/2022 7:19:40 PM
Lovely! Ethereally spiritual and all-encompassing in love shared. I can completely relate to the theme (meanings and emotions within it) that you share through your verses here, Diana. Love, peace, and best wishes to you with many blessings,
Regis. 🙏🌳💚🐦🦋
When The Stars Peep Out (Poetry) - 6/19/2022 2:53:06 PM
We know our loved ones are amongst the stars. We reach out to them and feel them touch us gently on our skin. Beautiful indeed!!!
Sandie
When The Stars Peep Out (Poetry) - 6/19/2022 12:18:32 PM
yes, when we love and lose someone, the stars seem to draw our hearts there way as if they have some kind of answer or a connectivity of love...well done Dianna.
Fee
When The Stars Peep Out (Poetry) - 6/19/2022 7:59:23 AM
Such a lovely and loving tribute to one's loved one, gone in fact, but still living in spirit. Beautifully and touchingly rendered, Diana. I hope someday someone will write about me in such a way.
When The Stars Peep Out (Poetry) - 6/19/2022 3:51:03 AM
This was beautiful. I"m sure this is written about someone very special to you. In my life it could apply to so many people that have touched my life. I enjoyed reading this soft and tender poem today.
PS
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 6/15/2022 5:53:21 PM
Yes, balance is so relevant now. Hard to maintain that equilibrium, especially if you're emotional as I am. Lovely write, Diana. A pleasure to meet you.
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 6/15/2022 5:06:24 PM
YOU HAVE HIT THE NAIL ON ITS HEAD. FOR, IT IS THE SIMPLE, TOTALLY 'FREE THINGS' IN LIFE...THAT RENDERS THE DEEPEST AND MOST PERSEVERING STRENGTH THAT WE WILL EVER NEED TO PRESS-ON IN THIS EARTH. GOD, IN ALL HIS MAJESTY CREATED THESE MARVELOUS 'GIFTS', WHICH YOU HAVE MENTIONED, FOR US AND THEY ARE ALL AROUND. BUT, THEY ARE OURS, ONLY...IF...WE WOULD BELIEVE AND REACH TO THAT 'HIGHER PLAIN' OF FAITH, WHERE WE CAN SEE AND ENJOY THESE TREASURES. IMMENSELY INSPIRING AND THANKS FOR SHARING, DIANA. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 6/15/2022 12:14:44 PM
This is such a lovely scene, only you can depict the balance of nature with so much harmony. Thank you for sharing such a talented pen, bless your beautiful heart :)
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 5/31/2022 5:00:35 PM
This lovely poem helped me get out of the dumps. Thanks to Diana Wiles for her important message to us all.
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 5/25/2022 11:05:22 AM
So beautifully expressed, Diana. How wise and true. Difficult to find and keep that equilibrium sometimes. Lovely poem.
Summer Rain… (Poetry) - 5/23/2022 2:19:10 PM
I am reminded here of Canadian folksinger Gordon Lightfoot's memorable paean, "In the Early Morning Rain..." Rain has many powers, amongst them the power to heal (or at least cauterise...). Evocative! Where, after all, would we all be without dihydrogen monoxide? Aloha, K2
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 5/18/2022 10:49:33 AM
Another beautiful, heartfelt poem by Diana Wiles.
Love it!
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 5/17/2022 8:39:27 PM
Simple pleasures, you speak of them so well. Gentle reminders of what is so easy to do, to laugh, enjoy life and its beauty. Minimal words with a big message of Peace.
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 5/17/2022 5:55:24 AM
A superb composition that transcends the woes of the day and lifts us to ponder the joys of Nature and of love. Simply magnificent!
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 5/16/2022 5:06:13 AM
Three things all of us can endeavor for. All humans are wired by the Creator to be loved and respected. These things are as fundamental for humans as breathing. Not only do we struggle to find (respect) love peace and harmony, but we also struggle to hold onto them when we do. A hopeful message. r
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 5/16/2022 4:57:22 AM
Another gem full of images that lead you down the path of hope. Excellent!!!
PS
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 5/15/2022 8:35:56 PM
The ease with which each line flows makes this poem truly great. The poet gently enters into the disturbed world of the poem and sees so much in the temporarily undisturbed nature. There are few poems which talk of the ocean and a river together. The search for balance, peace and harmony is indicative of the maturity of the poet who can see that in the current situation these are not easy commodities to come by unless one turns to nature.
What deserves true praise in the poem is the handling of the rhyme the presence of which is scarcely felt. Hats off, Diana.
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 5/15/2022 3:51:06 PM
Soothing words that conjure up images of both the best and worst of what life offers with the best coming out ahead. Well done...
Fee
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 5/15/2022 1:48:07 PM
Lovely, apt, and timely... your words are encouraging, Diana. And encouragement is sorely needed these days. Love, peace, and best wishes to you,
Regis. 🙏🌳💚🌲🦋
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 5/15/2022 1:23:56 PM
Beautifully painted..Amen Diana. We all need this balance of hope, salt, peace and light. It's an unexpected season as we contend for greatness and our Heavenly Father is in charge
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 5/15/2022 11:13:39 AM
Lovely well written words of poetry.
" Equilibrium is the key".
If today it that were only so.
Mark
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 5/15/2022 9:56:52 AM
All one has to do is leave the house in springtime and head out to a local park to see all this soothing tranquility take place and free the spirit from all of the bad news that one hears every day. That is your theme for this poem, rightly written.
We must all remember that the news we receive, it is the worst from around the world involving a very small fraction of humanity. And when bad things happen next door or to us, to remember that they are rare and rarely will happen again, and lest we leave the circumstances that caused the problem to remain without correcting it. You have provided ways to correct our attitude with your poem.
Ron
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 5/15/2022 9:05:03 AM
Your poetry always has perfect rhythm. I hope all is well with you. Cryssa
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 5/15/2022 8:18:31 AM
I agree with you, Diana! Just live our life to the fullest everyday and take time to smell the roses.
Sandie
Cherry Blossom Twilight (Poetry) - 5/15/2022 8:10:45 AM
You are so right, balance is the key and this can partially be achieved by taking notice of the beautiful and endearing things around us in the natural world. So beautifully, and succinctly expressed and such a timely message as well.
Peace…perfect Peace.. (Poetry) - 5/12/2022 8:30:57 PM
I RECEIVED AND UTTERLY ENJOYED...THIS FINE WORK! THOUGH 'HIS' PEACE IS INDESCRIBABLE, YOU HAVE DONE MARVELOUSLY, THANK YOU, DIANA. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
Peace…perfect Peace.. (Poetry) - 5/6/2022 8:33:53 PM
I see and feel your powerful images in this brilliant poem, Diana! Thanks for sharing it with us.
Peace…perfect Peace.. (Poetry) - 4/30/2022 11:07:05 AM
You paint the perfect piece. For a moment the imagery took me away to a place in my own subconscious where peace was real.
PS
Peace…perfect Peace.. (Poetry) - 4/27/2022 8:01:12 AM
You have conveyed that sense of peace so well here, Diana. These reviews tell of how effectively you have described those moments. The form and length of how you chose to craft this one surely do add to its stillness. I love the line: “as keen thoughts blow gently away”. That single line made me envision the embers drifting upward, carrying worries in their glow, and letting it be seen that those themselves vanish. It is essential that we humans go into the outdoors for solace. You’ve proven that here. Thank you ~~ the other Diana
Peace…perfect Peace.. (Poetry) - 4/25/2022 10:17:15 AM
Diana,
God bless you so much for your wonderful imagery...Thank you for this beautiful bouquet of colorful senses of a sonnet in a very distracted busy world
Peace…perfect Peace.. (Poetry) - 4/24/2022 4:07:01 PM
now this is what I call writing with all your senses open dear poet friend, I enjoyed every morsel of dream, thank you
Peace…perfect Peace.. (Poetry) - 4/21/2022 11:59:10 AM
You've captured perfectly that sense of something greater than ourselves we tap into during times in nature and sitting before a fire. A sense of connection to spirit and wonder! You describe it so simply but so beautifully.
Peace…perfect Peace.. (Poetry) - 4/20/2022 9:04:08 AM
In my experiences: Peace of mind helps protect us. It helps us overcome the problems life hands us. Peace gives us the courage to confront each day. I pray that the peace you experienced here, Diana, will be lasting and satisfying. Fine palpable imagery in this. Regards.... r
Peace…perfect Peace.. (Poetry) - 4/20/2022 8:58:00 AM
You have very effectively shared special and meaningful moments in time, Diana. Your verses are most engaging. Love, peace, and best wishes to you,
Regis. 🙏🌳💚🌲🍁
Peace…perfect Peace.. (Poetry) - 4/19/2022 8:45:32 AM
Diana, what a gift you have of describing this brief moment in time, where all seems tranquil to the point of sensing your eternal destiny of perfect peace. I, too, have gazed into the flames of an open fire, and for a “fragment of time” escaped my immediate surroundings and entered the promise of eternal calmness. At times, I have sat and stared into the ocean waves rippling to shore and experienced the same.
David🐘 🌿🦋
Peace…perfect Peace.. (Poetry) - 4/19/2022 8:34:13 AM
A timely poem that does exactly what a poem should do, namely, invoke the feelings of serenity and peace in an era uniquely lacking in these qualities. Beautifully executed.
Peace…perfect Peace.. (Poetry) - 4/19/2022 8:28:41 AM
Although it is not stated as such here, this paints a perfect mind-image of the ancient and traditional 'Mid-summer' (solstice) occasion in June, celebrated throughout Europe. I well recall attending this event in both Sweden and Finland and there was something indeed ethereal and transcendent about it and the huge celebratory bonfire all gather around. Your piece, however serene in its evocative imagery, bespeaks a hope (there's that perfidious word 'hope' again) for something that I feel is sadly beyond the range of our possible, attainable realities, given present world-wide tragic events, indicating that humanity seems poised on the verge of a terminal collective meltdown (both socially and geophysically). I once entertained such dreams of serenity, but 7 decades of encounters with real life have sadly banished such idealistic fantasies utterly for me. As Dante so perfectly stated it, "Lasciate ogni speranza, voi ch'entrate"... which should be the motto of all human beings when they are born into this treacherously disallusioning state of existence known as 'the human experience'. -K2
Peace…perfect Peace.. (Poetry) - 4/19/2022 8:02:54 AM
You have described a picture-perfect image inside my head. So beautiful and such a good feeling. Well done, Diana!!!
Sandie
Peace…perfect Peace.. (Poetry) - 4/19/2022 7:49:39 AM
There certainly is a great sense of peace watching the dying embers of a fire in the night. Perhaps a time to crawl under the covers and get to sleep, sweet sleep.
The mood comes through beautifully in this, very peaceful, poem.
Ron
Peace…perfect Peace.. (Poetry) - 4/19/2022 6:52:42 AM
Perfectly captures the allure of a crackling fire!
H o p e…. (Poetry) - 4/16/2022 2:17:48 PM
Thank God for springing, spring hope. Such a lovely poem, Diana. Much enjoyed.
H o p e…. (Poetry) - 3/23/2022 12:09:26 AM
GORGEOUS, DIANA! GOD ALWAYS FINDS A WAY TO LIFT US ABOVE THE WEIGHT OF THOUGHTS AND CONCERNS...TO A PLACE OF HOPE! THE CONTRAST IS WONDERFUL. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
H o p e…. (Poetry) - 3/15/2022 9:45:21 AM
It does not feel much like spring around here yet but your verses are a welcome heralding of the new season about to land upon us. Thank you for sharing, Diana. Love, peace, and best wishes to you,
Regis. 🌻💐🌼🌷🌸💚
H o p e…. (Poetry) - 3/7/2022 5:31:13 PM
Beautiful poem..Yes thank God for new beginnings! Happiest spring to you):
H o p e…. (Poetry) - 3/7/2022 11:30:59 AM
I can feel the shift by reading your words, from sad and tired to awakened, joyful, and energized. "With fresh eyes.." When our hearts lead the way, anything is possible. So glad for that flower and for hope to fill your heart.
Eve of Halloween… (Poetry) - 3/6/2022 10:39:10 AM
I don’t know how I missed this one, for it is absolutely delightful! I love it! 😵💫🤯😱
You should write a Halloween book for children. They would love it. Having taught school, I know the kind of books/stories they like, and it’s “Eve of Halloween” they like better than anything. I think you have a natural talent for it. Do you have all your writing materials collected? And are you in a quiet place where others don’t have easy access to you? Don’t get too comfy, or you will be falling asleep all over the place. Oh, Diana, you can do it! You have my sincere confidence in your ability. I don’t have an ounce of confidence in myself, but I have all the confidence in the world when it comes to my appreciation of your abilities. Can I say more? I certainly can, and will, if the need arises.
David
H o p e…. (Poetry) - 3/5/2022 10:10:17 AM
I have never read a more beautiful welcoming to Spring. And so needed after all the turmoil. Thanks, Diana.
H o p e…. (Poetry) - 3/2/2022 3:58:17 AM
How tender is the night of winter how brilliant is the eve of spring, when you choose to look with hope in your eyes, flowers bloom in your heart and your garden dear poet. You always make me sigh at the end of your poetry, yay spring is almost here , wonderful !
H o p e…. (Poetry) - 3/1/2022 3:20:33 PM
Diana,
I think the reason I am so drawn to this piece is because it expresses the way I feel in its entirety—every line, every phrase, every word. We become burdened down with the problems we have to face from day to day when suddenly, without realizing it, we catch a glimpse of the things in life that offer us real meaning—a sense of well being—H O P E. I’m ready to see anything spring, even if it’s a sprinkling of bright yellow dandelions on a carpet of emerald. I love this, Diana . . . One of your best indeed!
🔴🟢🟡🟣🟥🟩🟨🟪🔴🟢🟡🟣🟥🟩🟨🟪🔴🟢🟡🟣🟥🟩🟨🟪🔴🟢🟡🟣
H o p e…. (Poetry) - 3/1/2022 11:09:33 AM
That burst of yellow made me long for forsythia that grew abundantly in another life of mine in West Virginia. But we have yellow roses blooming right now because the weather has not been cold enough to fully extinguish them. Some hardy yellow chrysanthemums still bloom as though it were still fall and yellow pansies placed in the shade long for some sun so they can perk up and face it every morning.
Ron
H o p e…. (Poetry) - 3/1/2022 9:21:00 AM
It's always a good feeling when you suddenly feel that glimmer of hope just when you really need it. Good presentation, Diana, from beginning to end of this poem!
Sandie
H o p e…. (Poetry) - 3/1/2022 8:09:07 AM
Diana, this is so uplifting! I felt myself brightening (well, after keenly identifying with the sogginess, the tired, dreary, drab, so well-described here) and then your use of “Vivid yellow…” was perfect in conveying the ‘waking up’ feeling, the first ‘awarenesses’ of new life energy. I love this line: “so proud in its singularity,”. This whole poem had me feeling the renewal myself, sitting here in the soaking Pacific Northwest forest. Thank you for the ‘virtual “…shift of perception,” ~~ the other Diana
H o p e…. (Poetry) - 3/1/2022 7:57:24 AM
I am a life-long pessimist in the 'Eeyore/Schopenhauer' mold and thus my natural philosophical inclination is to view 'hope' as one of the greatest enemies of human reason and intellectual thought (masquerading as it frequently does, under the the guise of 'religion').
Instead of deriving renewed religious joy and encouragement from such things as tiny buds and blossoms, as Springtime emerges once again, I view this (tiny, fragile buds of renewed life) as simply further evidence of Mother nature's eternal, primal wisdom and the ultimate ascendance of 'her' supreme omniscience over us terribly flawed and imperfect mortal (human) creatures (that 'she' must have inadvertently created in a loose moment).
However, there remains a part of me...all frusty philosophical sophormorisms aside...that absolutely delights in finding such evidence of natural perfection as you describe on late winter walks through the gaunt, bare-branched local park with my husky bitch. It reaffirms my conviction that Nature knows far more than the most convoluted human thinker and perhaps we all should pay MORE attention to her! Particularly at insane times like these that presently threaten to tear the world apart (e.g. 'Herr Putler' and his obsessive narcissistic megalomania of 'restoring' Russia's 'lost glory', et al).
Thank you for inserting this shining ray of (natural) sun into the gloom that perpetually enfolds us wretched mortals! Aloha nui loa, K2
H o p e…. (Poetry) - 3/1/2022 7:48:10 AM
Indeed, the symbol of the sudden emerging spring garden after the dregs of a long and tedious winter is heart-warming and as you say, full of hope. Let us all bask in its promise.
H o p e…. (Poetry) - 3/1/2022 7:37:31 AM
Yes, it is truly amazing that the one first flare of colour in the spring especially after a hard winter can perk us up more than any chemical known to man. Great write and greater hope that you have a wonderful spring and summer.
Fee
H o p e…. (Poetry) - 3/1/2022 6:58:52 AM
Good morning, Diana (here in SoCal) So they say: every cloud has a silver lining and your silver line is that one bloom...
Very lovely poem. Very lovely hopeful words.
Though the worlds clouds on this day are dark indeed, let us hope for the silver linings.
Mark
H o p e…. (Poetry) - 3/1/2022 6:47:16 AM
You have quite a diversity of flora in your yard. Must be a joy to see in full bloom. The imagery in this offers the reader an efficacious view through the writer's eyes. I like that. Thank God the sun rises, the seasons change, and hope and new growth reemerge. Thank you for sharing these honest insights. Peace... rlc
First Christmas Together… (Poetry) - 2/22/2022 4:18:03 PM
Such a beautiful poem, Diana. I know he was with you then and always, because you describe such felt connection his presence stirred within you. A cherished memory, a lovely time between you, brought to life in your wonderful words!
First Christmas Together… (Poetry) - 2/22/2022 6:25:31 AM
Enjoyed your recollections in PoetiProse. The love and respect you felt for your husband are very moving in this. Well done. Regards.... rlc
Celestial Pleasures.... (Poetry) - 2/10/2022 7:22:38 PM
WHEN I WAS HOMELESS SOME YEARS AGO, I CANNOT TELL YOU HOW MANY TIMES I PEERED OUT OF THE WINDOW OF THE SHELTER AND RECEIVED THE ...PEACE...THAT YOU SPEAK ABOUT, WHICH ONLY HIS CELESTIAL PLEASURES COULD BESTOW. THERE 'HE' WAS, REAL AND WATCHING OVER ME! IT'S JUST MIRACULOUS HOW 'HE' TOUCHES AND ENCOURAGES AND CALMS...IN EVERY WAY, IF WE WOULD ONLY LOOK TO HIM. INDEED, SUCH A SOOTHING AND HOPEFUL SHARING, DIANA...THANK YOU SO MUCH! LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS.
Light A Candle To The Moon. (Poetry) - 1/13/2022 1:56:54 PM
TO 'HIS' ANCIENT MIDMIGHT SPHERE, SET IN MIDNIGHTS...CLEAR, DOING SO WELL WHAT HE CREATED IT TO DO, YEAR AFTER YEAR. YES, LET US APPLAUD! LET US LIGHT A CANDLE TO HIS MOON...FOR THE WORLD! AMEN. I APPRECIATE THIS KEEPER SO MUCH. THANK YOU, DIANA. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
Tesco Twilight (Poetry) - 1/13/2022 1:45:36 PM
YOUR 'TESCO TWILIGHT' MOMENT...IS LASTING FOREVER, DIANA. SAFELY LOCKED IN THE LOVING CREVICES OF YOUR'S HEART'S MEMORY. THAT MOMENT IS YOURS...AND, THOUGH HE SLEEPS, HIS...FOREVER AND EVER. THANKS FOR SHARING THIS SO TENDER AND TOUCHING ODE. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
First Christmas Together… (Poetry) - 1/7/2022 7:41:56 AM
Golden memories and the yearly emotions can be bittersweet at the same time.
If only we could turn the clock backwards and relive such precious times.
I guess we have to keep winding the clock and, in gratitude, swim the bliss of such enchanting times.
First Christmas Together… (Poetry) - 12/24/2021 9:55:46 AM
WHAT A BLESSING GOOD 'MEMORIES' ARE! ALWAYS WARM AND SO COMFORTING. THANKS, DIANA... FOR OPENING YOUR TREASURE CHEST AND SHARING, SO BEAUTIFULLY, SOME OF THEM WITH US. MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU! LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS
First Christmas Together… (Poetry) - 12/12/2021 2:09:54 PM
This is so visual, Diana. You have a keen talent for writing about treasured experiences, so personal, but so relatable to others. I, for one, feel your writing brings to life most everything you focus on. You breathe life into your writing, and we get to ‘see’ it, get to ‘be there.’ Thank you ~~ Diana (the other)
First Christmas Together… (Poetry) - 12/7/2021 8:52:40 AM
What a wonderful picture and description of that time you had together. He certainly would love it if he was still here to read it.
My wife had a beautiful tree at her apartment when we were married on 26 December and then spent the next three days traveling a winter wonderland in northern Wisconsin all the way to Lake Superior while it snowed it every day. We parted three years later, but had a tall tree in our new home in Houston with a very high, two-story ceiling in our living room.
Ron
First Christmas Together… (Poetry) - 12/7/2021 5:06:48 AM
Diana,
How well I remember our first Christmas together—the year was1967, we had only been married four months, the flames from the fireplace flickered and added glow to my love’s eyes, but the flickering flame within our hearts gave us inexplicable warmth. Together, we made all the ornaments for that first tree. Yes, I remember it all and the many Christmases that follow, with Janet by my side.
Thanks, Diana for helping me remember the beauty of my first Christmas with Janet through the expressions from your heart.
Hugs ~ David
First Christmas Together… (Poetry) - 12/6/2021 3:44:43 PM
No greater memories Diana then those that lit us up inside for the very first time. I am sure that from heaven this twinkling star is watching you and thinking how precious that first year was, thank you for sharing such a tender poem of beauty and heart. :)
First Christmas Together… (Poetry) - 12/5/2021 4:34:21 PM
Can feel the emotions of love from your heart poured into this. Happy holidays Diana.
Fee
First Christmas Together… (Poetry) - 12/5/2021 3:55:04 PM
Diana this is so poignant and beautiful. I believe he can.
First Christmas Together… (Poetry) - 12/5/2021 3:50:23 PM
This is a very poignant remembrance. I hope you don't mind if a tear up a little.
First Christmas Together… (Poetry) - 12/5/2021 1:26:39 PM
Diana, what lovely words!
What a lovely remembrance!
So sorry that your love has departed.
I've never been one to wish a "departed' person; "happy heavenly birthday". I simply do not believe that way. I will say, however. if at all possible, your loving husband has heard your words,
Mark
diana
First Christmas Together… (Poetry) - 12/5/2021 12:53:08 PM
A beautiful, lovely, and loving offering, Diana. Your words stir many pleasant memories for me. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love, peace, and best wishes to you,
Regis. 💚🎄🤶🎅⛄
First Christmas Together… (Poetry) - 12/5/2021 12:27:54 PM
An uplifting and joyous poem, filled with beautiful memories! I enjoyed this greatly. I talk to my late husband all the time and I do often still say sweet things to him.
Two days ago he visited me during the day. I went into the kitchen and smelled the smell of his cigarettes (NOTE: I only live with my daughter, and neither one of us is a smoker. The cigarette smell was exactly like the smell of my husband's when he was alive) so immediately, I knew he was there. I asked, "Are you here with me, honey?" - Of course, he did not answer, nor could I see him, but I just knew he was there. Then I began to talk to him and tell him stuff and he probably was standing beside me listening.
After I'd finished telling him stuff, then the cigarette smell was gone. I took a few deep breaths but could not smell that anymore. Wasn't that phenomenal? Our loved ones are always listening to whatever we say.
Sandie
First Christmas Together… (Poetry) - 12/5/2021 12:06:47 PM
This poem has it all - love, romance, Christmas, youth, adventure, and your guy who looks like Paul Bunyan (really big!). Merry Christmas, Diana, and thanks for being such a great contributor to Authors Den and to the wonderful world of poetry.
First Christmas Together… (Poetry) - 12/5/2021 10:48:07 AM
Some memories can be sweet, poignant, and painful, as is this lovely poem. Christmas has an enchantment attached to it through all the memories we possess, especially those memories with loved ones. We say rest in peace over the dead, but perhaps it is we that need to "rest in the peace" of such sweet memory.
After The Rain..... (Poetry) - 12/4/2021 8:23:47 PM
After the rain certainly is nirvana and to me during the rain is nirvana also I love nature and weather great poem, enjoyed it Pierre
In the Twinkling of an Eye… (Poetry) - 11/28/2021 5:38:03 AM
So deeply touching, brought my tears. I wish everyone could have this kind of love and life together. I'm glad you and he had it. And once again so sorry for your loss and the abiding pain you bear. This is a perfect reflection of love and life eternal.
In the Twinkling of an Eye… (Poetry) - 11/25/2021 2:46:43 PM
HAPPY THANKSGIVING, DIANA!!! GOD BLESS YOU. REGARDLESS OF THE DIFFICULT TIMES...MAY WARM MEMORIES AND THE JOY OF HAVING MADE THEM STAY WITH YOU ALWAYS. I ENJOYED THIS WONDERFUL WORK, THANKS. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIARATIONS
In the Twinkling of an Eye… (Poetry) - 11/21/2021 9:25:35 PM
Beautiful This is poetry I can relate to A great description of how the joy and sadness of life coexist side by side so softly illustrated
Really enjoyed this Pierre.
In the Twinkling of an Eye… (Poetry) - 11/13/2021 5:44:42 AM
Warmth and tenderness exudes from this poem of eternal love.
Love forever captured in his smile - precious and priceless.
Indeed, you're never apart. Such love is eternally bound within your hearts.
In the Twinkling of an Eye… (Poetry) - 11/5/2021 7:17:37 PM
This is so beautiful, Diana. I cried reading it, so much from the heart, such tender love and sadness. I feel the pain of loss, too, and the beauty of that moment, connecting the first kiss to his last breath. So touching and sweet.
