Diana Rosser


Diana Rosser Poems

81. Show [tanka] 11/8/2013
82. So As Dreams 6/16/2014
83. Soft Wind 5/26/2015
84. Sorrowful - Tanka 3/15/2014
85. Still 8/1/2012
86. Such Wondrous Things Are These 5/5/2014
87. Sun Loaded Juices 1/11/2012
88. Sunday 1/10/2012
89. Sunset Sky 7/6/2012
90. The Day We Walked To Glastonbury 7/6/2012
91. The Elephant In The Refrigerator 7/31/2014
92. The Garden 1/13/2012
93. The Khanjar 7/6/2012
94. The Morning Sky 10/17/2014
95. The New Bedroom 7/6/2012
96. The Old Tree Weeps 8/29/2012
97. The Sky Was Blue 2/29/2012
98. The Undying Light 8/19/2014
99. The Vision Quest 7/6/2012
100. The Walkway 7/15/2012
101. The Waterfall 1/14/2012
102. This Autumn Day 11/25/2012
103. This Day 7/15/2012
104. Thoughts Of You 2/2/2012
105. Today I'M Missing You 4/4/2012
106. Unexpected 8/13/2013
107. Utenzi Wa Kwanza 6/2/2014
108. Varanasi 1/26/2012
109. Visiting Mum And Dad 8/13/2013
110. Waiting For A Response 7/11/2012
111. Walk With Me 1/27/2012
112. Wamblee 7/6/2012
113. Wandering 9/3/2012
114. Warmth 2/5/2012
115. Wars Make History 11/10/2013
116. Watching 1/19/2013
117. Welcoming Spring 7/6/2012
118. What Do You Want? 2/8/2013
119. Who Knows Where The Time Goes 1/3/2013
120. Winter Tanka 12/30/2013
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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Sunday

He reached out and took my hand,
lingering warmth from the early morning
flowed between us.
Bird song piped and twittered.
Gentle spring sunshine
broke through the chill March wind.
By the edge of the canal
I placed one foot in front of the other
and my heart smiled.

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