Author Archives: DiAnne Ebejer

About DiAnne Ebejer

I am retired and live on the East coast of Florida where I spend much of my time reading, playing with photography and trying to write some "poetry and then some" at dianneebejer.wordpress.com. I care deeply about many things and wish there was much more love and compassion in this world today. I also have a part time blog "Thought You Might Like This" diannesthingsat.wordpress.com used for special projects and occasional things of interest

Pieces

We are all made up of the parts and pieces of the things that have have broken us, and only distinguished by the manner in which we put ourselves back together. Our surfaces may be a bit rough with vacant places … Continue reading

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Quarreling with Normal

repost…. Out on a faraway beach feeling the warm moist wind blowing against her face, She became lost navigating in her own meditation. ~ The waves were slapping at the shoreline as if quarreling with the outgoing tide, They played … Continue reading

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Birth and re-Birth

Last year I went all out for National Poetry Month with daily posts highlighting famous poets capped off with highlighting some fabulous poets I know. If you get a chance check it out here on this blog. This year I get … Continue reading

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Colors

        Some days we don’t recognize each other at all… We search through the colors for one to identify with Some are too bright Some are too light And the dark ones, well they don’t seem to … Continue reading

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Words?

With tongue in cheek 🙂 ~ Sometimes my very favorite words get scrambled in my head, I want to lay them down on paper But they fly away instead. Why is it I can write a screenplay while lying in … Continue reading

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Dark Night

Life had been hard for her in past times And she had forsaken her will. She was waiting for a hard knock on the door Saying fate could breathe life in her still. She thought that the door may be forever closed Locking her in … Continue reading

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Door In The Sky

He painted a big door into the blue sky, Crawled in and  never even said goodbye, And until the day that I die, I’ll never ever even know why… © DiAnne Ebejer 

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