Looking back into the mirror,
a reflection of my past…
The doors I chose to walk through
and the ones I closed too fast…
Messages I never got
and the ones that I received…
the ones I knew were just your lies
and the ones that I believed
all pour through my memory
like rain beating on my heart
years are not the only thing
that have torn my dreams apart.
and made me see the strength in me
as I gather them up with care
and move on to another day
where I won’t find you there
Diane Reed
2012
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Oh Diane this is so beautiful. So touching and heartwarming. I love the lines:
all pour through my memory
like rain beating on my heart
Beautiful. I love how you match the words and the images perfectly. Brilliant!
Vahsti
I’m a little late getting back here but thank you for always reading! THAT was soooo weird! I was just writing here as I saw your recent like pop up!
So true about our skewed perspective on the past and the present… I have to consciously work on that one.
True, Diane. Seems like we’re always moving on even when we’re not ready to at times. Seems to just work out that way and probably for the best. I liked your poem and photo collage, especially the looking back quote.
Pat,
You got that right. Maybe we are more ready than we realize but our brains have to catch up with our hearts! 😉
Hmmmm maybe another idea for another poem!
Beautiful. I love your blog!
Thank you. That means a lot. Especially when I hear that from someone who’s blog I love!
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Your soul … and your heart is so gentle … and full of motions.
Love it, Diane …
When I was young a met a man .. and I fell so deeply in love, I promised to write him a letter .. but I was so in love I couldn’t put a letter together .. I tired and tried .. but I couldn’t find the words, so Tommy never got his letter, and I still today regret that he never reviewed that message – he was studying far away from me.
So I can relate so much to this poem.
Viv,
I am always humbled when someone shares with me that they can relate to something that I wrote! Even if it may mean something totally different in ten different ways to ten different people. I feel such affirmation! Thank you for sharing!
xoxo
Diane, you touch so many with your writing … and we all relate to it differently, as you say.
Viv,
Thank you! Your compliments make my writing worth it♡
Very moving, Diane.
Thanks Yaz!:-D
The angst is loud and clear. Poignant.
You think? I was hoping for the resolution to be louder! 😉
Thanx for reading!
xoxo
You make an obvious point and I was aware of it but the lead up was painful and assumed the resolution was relief.
oooohhhh then…. Gottcha! 😉
They need a thumbs up smiley face!
xoxo
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At least that’s my take on your lovely poem.
Great write! Wow, that’s why people remain stuck there. In God here is a promise: The glory of this latter house shall be greater than of the former, saith the Lord of hosts: and in this place will I give peace, saith the Lord of hosts. Thanks for having an ear hear Him.
Jacqueline
Yeah~ I think that is it in a nutshell! Thank you for reading and your blessed comments!
xoxo
This is one of your best ones, Di. Great emotional messaging. Ya done good, girl !
~Hugs!
Ahhhh Paul
You can make my day by one sentence!
Thank you my friend.
Oh wow Di! This is fabulous. Really beautiful.
And so glad to hear it’s part of your book! Hugs.
Ahhh… I just changed this response… I put my reply to someone else here! (If you saw it, you may have been confused!)
Thank you Louise for always being my inspiration and whenever you take the time to read my ramblings… I am blown away and so touched!
xoxo
So moving Di, no pun intended :). I am always so blown away by your poetry, it comes from your soul. xo
THAT is a compliment coming from my little author friend!!!
Thank you!!!!!!
So beautiful! My heart needed to hear this today…thank you! 🙂
Ahhh Uggghhh! So nice to see you here! Thank you for taking the time to visit! Cyber hugs to ya my friend! I know what you mean… glad I could be there for ya!
Have a great weekend!
xoxo
Excellent, Diane! Really like this one.
Thanks Bill!
I love your posts♥ Thank you for inspiring my heart. Have an amazing weekend.
Dyan,
Oh yeah it’s Friday! Huh?
You too!
Thank you as always! Your daily posts lift me as well! Glad we’ve crossed paths!
xoxo
WOW! Your emotional expression and imagery in your poetry is some of the best I have ever read. And I’ve read Wordsworth, Frost, Browning, Shelly and some of the best.
“Messages I never got
and the ones that I received…
the ones I knew were just your lies
and the ones that I believed
all Pour through my memory
like rain beating on my heart”–this imagery is unparalleled. Robert Frost couldn’t have written this as well as you have. Rain beating on my heart. WOW!
I am trying to get outta here but lol when I read this one I had to skip to you and hand you my heart! What compliments! Thank you! I wish the pics were actually mine so that when I go to write an acutal book of poetry to sell, I’d have em at my beck and call… But I love the linking photos to my poems! I think the pictures should get half the credit But it is like a FIX I get matching them… sometimes the pictues inspire the poems.. this one is from my Pieces of The Circle book that you are helping me on… Going to go in front of one of the chapters… As Keri is writing her journals… ya know, tie it all in…
Thank you Steve you made my day!
xoxo
You’re welcome and that’s a great idea for the poetry and the photos. Love it.
Diane, you are a gifted poet and I hope your work gets published some day. You express emotion and depth better than any poet I’ve read.
‘Messages I never got’- makes one wonder what if? And closed doors too. Guess one can only wonder and keep on living. Nice poem.
Laxmi,
Thanks! These poems that I write… that sound like I am a mourful teenager… are part of a book that I am writing!
Thanks for taking the time time to read!
xoxo