Biography of Diana Newsome
Though I've been writing for many years it is only of late I've begun the journey to publish my private thoughts, on a venue such as this.
I find it riveting discovering my soul speak...drawing me out of my comfort zone sailing to distant shores. I relish adventure and as a writer I design the layout of my travels knowing the Universe is my compass as well as my guide.
Tally ho! to all the friends I meet along the way, for knowing the truth about possibilities, and painting the landscape of life in hues of hope and passion.
Diana Newsome Poems
Her branches reach across the yard tall and proud from season's gone by dangling the jewels of summer bringing forth ripe, tart
On Hustle, On Bustle
Winter comes calling in seasonal garb displaying her frost o'er yesterdays
Longing for fingers to touch to trace patterns on skin
Bursting Onto Each Others Lives
We are uniquely special you and I, which brought me to thinking of how our separate
Though at times I feel
Suspended In Time
From the corner of my eye on coming, perilous with a split second to spare foot reaches for accelerator
The Black Dress
Thrashing rain, parting skies Halting phantoms, shadows roam Etching motion, scattering sound
Caress These Withered Vines
Oh beauty so rare come hither
Rooted Sweet Memory
Oh tender, fare youth lavish me you must lavish me in your sweetest perfume
Grey On Grey
Breezes sweep through a dreary afternoon grey on grey forecast threatens rain
Twilight Of Evening
It is the gracefulness in his hands the sing song way he torches each verse his smooth, velvety, baritone voice vibrating, skipping across the oasis of my soul.
Breathing In Billowing Breath
Winsome breezes gracing skin clear, blue skies
It takes so much sometimes, doesn't it?
Sing Out Loud
Keep flying in the face of adversity Open wide
so much sometimes,
I find the only saving grace
is reaching out.