Friday, May 27, 2011

Migration of blogs...

I have decided to consolidate all of my (numerous) blogs into one new blog in order to better control things. I have migrated everything over to and will be updating just one blog from now on.

Please visit Diem Burden

Sunday, May 13, 2007

A Father's Echo

If I give you my confidences
You insult me with them

If I support and guide you
You accuse me of a father's ignorance

If I am too patient with you
You accuse me of aggresion

If you hurt me and I forgive you
You stick it where it hurts

If I recover your books for you
You blame me for their burnings

If I love you as you deserve to be loved
You hate me as I deserve not to be

If I help you to see
You accuse me of blindness

If I call you 'my baby'
You think only of 'your Pai'

Friday, January 26, 2007

Now you are here...

Yes, you have come home, back to me.

A newer, better you.

Relaxed, more fun, funny and as lovely as ever.

Never leave me again...

Sunday, September 17, 2006

I've been busy... busy over the summer, but not too busy to think of you each and every day. I'm so tempted to come out to you for October for your holidays but I just don't have the money. If I did, I would.

So we'll have to wait until December, for you to finish, and for you to finally come home to me, where we can take care of each other.


Wednesday, August 16, 2006

The Enchanted Place

We must pass through solitude and difficulty, isolation and silence to find that enchanted place where we can dance our clumsy dance and sing our sorrowful song. But in that dance and in that song, the most ancient rites of our conscience fulfil themselves in the awareness of being human.

Pablo Neruda

Saturday, July 15, 2006

Isla de Tesoros

Soy ésa isla surgida de la nada, que procura evitar tu naufragio. En mi playa hallarás el sosiego que perdiste en tu tempestad intrínseca. Si dejas tus miedos tendidos en la arena y te arriesgas a profundizar en mis adentros, a poco que indagues, aún careciendo de mapas, verás florecer, desde el núcleo de ésta isla; un tesoro… Mí amor.

Un amor que como el magma de un volcán bulle, aguardando para encabritarse, el solícito esmero de un navegante que sepa conquistarlo.
©Trini Reina

Monday, July 10, 2006

England versus Pattaya

And now I'm in England working a summer course and too busy to write to you and you're lying on the beach in Pattaya chilling but not too chilled to write to your text, thanx baby