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"You Belong to Me" - Dean Martin w/ Photography by #DianaMarySharpton titled "Blushing"

6/29/2015

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"Blushing" by Diana Mary Sharpton
Introduction
“They say a person needs just three things to be truly happy in this world: someone to love, something to do, and something to hope for.” ~ Tom Bodett

Wow, today was a rollercoaster ride! A brilliant morning discovering all that swimming has paid off on my waist line; however when I got to work it was all downhill. Glad to be at home.

There is a classic that caught my attention on the drive home. It is titled "You Belong to Me" by the brilliant Dean Martin. Love this Dino song and he was one of my father’s favorite singers. It brought back some old memories.  Sugar xx

Peace and Love Always Diana
References:
1.)     Video: "You Belong to Me" - Dean Martin: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qAdx_P8fSpA


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“The Edge of Nowhere” #Poetry & #Photography by #DianaMarySharpton w/Starships "Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now"

6/25/2015

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"In Bloom" Photography by Diana Mary Sharpton
Introduction
“You can’t hurry love, and you can’t rush puff pastry, either. You can knead too much, and you can be too needy. Always, warmth is what brings pastry to rise. Chemistry creates something amazing; coupled with care and heat, it works some kind of magic to create this satisfying, welcoming, and nourishing thing that is the base of life.”~ Kathleen Flinn, The Sharper Your Knife, the Less You Cry: Love, Laughter, and Tears at the World's Most Famous Cooking School

I have not been around much lately and for good reason. First, I think jet lag kicked my butt. Secondly, a slow crescendo in work related politics brought on arduous anxiety attacks. The solution to the jet lag was sleeping for three days and nights and work well today I stood up for myself and my reputation. I consider the score card both win-wins. What a glorious feeling being off for three days without worries or concerns and completely happy. I could dance, or run or laugh and maybe I will do all three. I am feeling very much alive.

There were two songs that caught my attention on the drive home, the one I am going to post tonight is "Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now" by Starship. It is a duet featuring Starship vocalists Mickey Thomas and Grace Slick. The song is the theme to the romantic comedy film Mannequin. Oh and I loved that movie. LOL! Very romantic.

The poem titled “The Edge of Nowhere” has been modified slightly for the occasion. Yes, I wrote it and can do this, bad grammar and all. It’s called a poetic license (smile).

The Edge of Nowhere
 Standing on the edge of nowhere minus intricacy or applause
 Watching light crawl past dusk; an assault inwardly that mauls
 Emotionless, faceless, without thoughts a cylindered sphere
 As wind wraps this body pressing limbs; fostering constant fear

So…
 I drink the suns’ warmth as it climbs down in evening hues
 Stretching arms, parallel, tip to tip; minding a flight of loons
 A storm moves quickly across the abyss to where I reside
 Then it hits my mind; almost toppling me over to one side

And…
 I reach grabbing dark clouds above; its balance they send
 Your hands steady my hold; an amity quietly transcends
Diana Mary Sharpton © 2015 ~ All Rights Reserved


Sugar… I am writing good, bad or in different but it’s coming out again and these are the right words, I do believe at least for now.


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Juan Luis Guerra performs "Muchachita Linda" w/"Reflections" by #dianamarysharptonphotography

6/18/2015

 
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"Reflections" Photography by Diana Mary Sharpton



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“The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.” ~ Elisabeth Kübler-Ross

  I danced my bachata with my good girl, if
 For it is life for me, what it is
 Flower in my garden dream woman
 And I dance my Bachata with my pretty girl, huh
 Your laughter crown me the illusion
 And dictates the pulse of my heart

 And I dance, I feel happy with you
 In many be chosen
 To receive the promise of your love
 And I repeat your name over and over again
 The more accurate answer of my faith

 I dance my bachata
 With my good girl
 Bachata clothing me
 In the skin of a cloud
 With blanket of stars
 And I dance my bachata
 With my pretty girl
 Bachata horizon
 Bachata foam
 Sand skirt

 I danced my bachata with my good girl, if
 Your eyes are my light source
 That give the sky its blue dress
 And I dance my Bachata, cute girl
 The earth rotates when you're talking about your
 And glad the focus of my north and south

 And I dance, I feel happy with you
 In many be chosen
 To receive the promise of your love
 And I repeat your name over and over again
 The more accurate answer of my faith

 I dance my Bachata
 With my good girl
 Bachata clothing me
 In the skin of a cloud
 With blanket of stars
 And I dance my Bachata
 With my pretty girl
 Bachata horizon
 Bachata foam
 Sand skirt

 I dance my Bachata
 And I dance my Bachata
 I dance my Bachata 



Quiero bailar... Sugar

Al Green performs "Let's Stay Together" w/"The Peccadillo" #Poetry & #Photography by #DianaMarySharpton

6/16/2015

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"A Bud" Photography by Diana Mary Sharpton


Introduction:
“The sea loved the moon
When she was supposed to love the shore.

The moon knew
And hence made his intentions known. 

That she should love the shore
Who was destined for her.

Yet his protests seemed weak. 
And even when he pushed her towards the shore-
She always retreated back.

To want, to need, to love the moon
For all she's worth.

Everyone said, it wasn't meant to happen.
Yet, the Tsunami rose that night for their union.” 

― Saiber, Stardust and Sheets


The Peccadillo
Ocean waves thrashing in endless hostility upon rocks speckling a cold barren shore.
With persistence, a rhythm in pilot with wind, current and sea, observe youth!
What's his aspiration? Peculiarity, prospect, shrewdness! Or was it simply fascination?

I am not convinced with this perplexity!
Like a ewe hours in birth, vulnerable, fresh, new, no judgment just direction.
With enchantment, it steps towards awareness and possibility. Behold epoch!
What's her scheme? Affirmed with hostility? Determination! Or is in tempo to song, absolutely dubious to all!
Enveloped brilliance as a rose bud opens, youth tantalizes and lures time.

Arouses fantasy, discerns intellect, mitigates fixation, and assures mendacity.
A duped interval within space or time that inspires artistic prose, where is the peccadillo?
Is it in desire, love or merely awareness of the seduction? Maybe both or all three, you see.
Diana Mary Sharpton © 2014 all rights reserved


An old one Sugar.. and thinking about you tonight...


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Love Is Where You Are- Diana Krall w/Photography by #DianaMarySharpton #Titled #WinterRomance

6/15/2015

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Introduction:
“All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake up in the day to find it was vanity, but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes, to make it possible.” ~ T.E. Lawrence



Photography by Diana Mary Sharpton titled
"Winter Romance"

"Love Is Where You Are" was written by Krall, Diana.
I used to walk between the shadows
Lost in a world that moved too fast
I was afraid I'd always be alone
Then I saw your face at last

I found my way even in the dark
Though at times it seemed too far
I knew if I'd listen to my heart
I'd find that love is where you are

I close my eyes and see tomorrow
My dreams begin and end with you
I hear you say you'll be there
Always for me
Then I must believe it's true

I found my way even in the dark
Though at times it seemed too far
I knew if I'd listen to my heart
I'd find that love is where you are

Love is where you are
And anywhere you are
Is where I want to be
No matter what may happen
No matter where I go
Your arms are home to me

I found my way even in the dark
Though at times it seemed too far
Somehow I knew even at first sight
That love is anywhere you are
Love is where you are
Love is where you are


I have been out of sorts for days Sugar and cannot get it together, jet lag i guess but I am still dreaming about you.

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