Hazel Durham


Hazel Durham Poems

1. A Loving Thrill 6/18/2015
2. Once Upon A Time........ 6/21/2015
3. A Fallen Leaf 7/3/2015
4. Forever Time -new- 7/19/2015
5. My Humble Tent 11/10/2014
6. Nature's Best 6/4/2015
7. A Guiding Light 6/8/2015
8. Our Way 11/12/2014
9. Walking Through The Fields 7/9/2015
10. A Golden Hue 5/24/2015
11. The White Piano 9/30/2012
12. There Has To Be More Than This 1/4/2013
13. The Muse 4/4/2014
14. Field Of Weeds 7/6/2014
15. The Sheen Of Life 5/16/2014
16. The Maverick 12/11/2013
17. The Wallflower 7/28/2013
18. Night And Day 8/9/2013
19. Dancing On Clouds 4/7/2013
20. Rainbow 5/4/2015
21. My Dream Time. 4/11/2015
22. The Look Of Love 4/18/2015
23. Hidden Gold 7/26/2014
24. The Secret 12/27/2014
25. A New Beat 5/15/2015
26. Fairytales On The Run 7/13/2014
27. The Mellow Sun 6/1/2014
28. Finding Love 8/6/2013
29. Falling Snow 8/15/2013
30. Shades Of Grey 8/17/2013
31. Empty Space 7/31/2013
32. The Picture On The Wall 7/26/2013
33. The Sweetest Sound 4/14/2013
34. As Dawn Breaks 7/20/2014
35. City Lights 11/6/2014
36. Journeys End 4/24/2013
37. The Roses Bloomed For You 5/4/2013
38. Golden 1/2/2013
39. Return To Slievenamon 10/21/2012
40. Days In The Shade 7/9/2013
Best Poem of Hazel Durham

Black And White

White dazzles my inner divide,
Black thrown in with my unruly side,
My parents wave me a lingering goodbye,
They have always nurtured my childlike soul,
As I try to fly from my warm nest,
To accomplish and try to be the best,
In a world full of colour so bold,
I'm painted black and white,
Standing out for all the wrong reasons,
I dare to fight,
I always daydream in multicolour scenes of joy,
Living is a struggle with silent screams of turmoil,
Stirring the concoction to the boil,
As i listen to remarks that stick permanently,
I try and ...

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Life

Places, faces, friends or foe,
Life gathers as we sow,
Dreams scatter as harsh winds blow,
Lovers say their empty words then go,
Familiar voices we long to hear,
To comfort us in all our fears,
Life as complex as the incoming tides,
Sometimes soft and serene,
More times fast and turbulent,

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