Hazel Durham


Hazel Durham Poems

1. The Wind 8/11/2015
2. The Old Yellow Brick Road 9/5/2015
3. A Dancer's Grace 10/3/2015
4. Chasing A Moonbeam 10/19/2015
5. In The Park 12/8/2015
6. Across The Atlantic Ocean -new- 1/26/2016
7. On The Run 1/12/2016
8. It's Never Too Late 12/15/2015
9. Over The Horizon 12/17/2015
10. The Darkness 9/12/2015
11. A Better Way 9/13/2015
12. A Loving Thrill 6/18/2015
13. My Humble Tent 11/10/2014
14. Our Way 11/12/2014
15. Nature's Best 6/4/2015
16. A Guiding Light 6/8/2015
17. Once Upon A Time........ 6/21/2015
18. A Fallen Leaf 7/3/2015
19. The Untamed Beast 8/20/2015
20. Finding Home 9/25/2015
21. Just A Plain Girl 10/26/2015
22. A Beautiful Heart 10/31/2015
23. Flying To Freedom 12/22/2015
24. Padraig 11/24/2015
25. Sunshine 9/7/2015
26. The Rain 8/8/2015
27. A Golden Hue 5/24/2015
28. There Has To Be More Than This 1/4/2013
29. Field Of Weeds 7/6/2014
30. The Sheen Of Life 5/16/2014
31. The Muse 4/4/2014
32. Dancing On Clouds 4/7/2013
33. Rainbow 5/4/2015
34. November Rain 11/6/2015
35. Forever Time 7/19/2015
36. The Wallflower 7/28/2013
37. Night And Day 8/9/2013
38. The Secret 12/27/2014
39. Hidden Gold 7/26/2014
40. A New Beat 5/15/2015
Best Poem of Hazel Durham

The Essence Is You

Lover of life, every man dreamt of you being his wife,
Long blond hair shimmering in the sunlight,
A golden face, forever smiling,
You held the reins of your destiny,
Your choice was love, as your soul ran free,
Cherishing the roots that made you,
When you disappeared the sun was blotted out,
Dark clouds brooding over the town,
Suspicions, hearsay and rumours abound,
Forces unknown had swallowed you up,
No trace remains of the flower that was you,
Only sadness and death is left on the doorstep,
The essence lingers long over a midland throng, ...

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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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