Diana Rosser


Diana Rosser Poems

41. Happiness 7/6/2012
42. He Has Gone 9/26/2014
43. He Raised His Voice 9/23/2012
44. Hengist And Horsa 10/11/2013
45. Hope 7/10/2012
46. Hush Now 3/10/2015
47. I Am Here 7/6/2012
48. I Choose Happiness 12/24/2013
49. I Have Been Home 11/18/2015
50. I Have Buried Her In Hadaba 7/5/2015
51. I Looked At My Everyday Love In A Mindful Way 3/2/2014
52. I See You 10/23/2012
53. I Stepped Out Into Autumn 11/23/2012
54. I Went Walking 1/18/2014
55. Inside Me Was The Stillness 2/16/2012
56. Into The Shadow 9/21/2012
57. It Is Enough 4/9/2014
58. Joy 1/13/2012
59. Leaving 9/7/2012
60. Life 3/2/2013
61. Living 8/24/2012
62. Lonesome Road 7/6/2012
63. My Father Is Dead 12/13/2014
64. Nature Consists In Motion 3/3/2013
65. Nesting Storks 5/20/2013
66. No Better Place 5/15/2013
67. No Place To Hide 8/28/2012
68. Nothing 3/3/2013
69. 'Nothing' 3/3/2013
70. On The Road Again 4/22/2014
71. Open 10/1/2012
72. Packing Up Cristmas 1/6/2013
73. Patient Death 4/7/2012
74. Priceless Moment 12/1/2013
75. Rainbow Sky 12/26/2013
76. Relief 7/6/2012
77. Repose 7/6/2012
78. Resolution Sonnet 12/31/2013
79. Rock A Bye Train 4/27/2013
80. Ryokan 2/29/2012
Best Poem of Diana Rosser

I Went Walking

I went walking beneath an English sky,
around dormant fields churned winter brown.
The chill air on my face was crisp and dry.
The path I walked waved up and down
gentle undulating hills.

I followed an ancient bridle way
that crossed my track whilst wandering free
sometime around the middle of the day
as I emerged into greenery
covering the way ahead.

Lit it was, with dappled sunlight dancing
flickering golden stars on to the ground
“come follow” called this path enchanting
so I, with freedom at my heels found
myself out upon those hills.

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Freedom

I shall just lie here and feel the wind blow gentle.
I shall just lie here and listen to the song in the trees.
I shall just lie here
as the bees keep busy,
and shut my eyes lightly
under shimmering blue.

I can sleep easy as the wind licks around me.
I can sleep easy beneath this cherished English sky.

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