Just A Plain Girl Poem by Hazel Durham

Just A Plain Girl

Rating: 5.0


She travels back to the past,
It unravels so fast,
As she picks over the carcass,
She was always a certainty to be last,
The world swept her aside,
Like cutting down the mast,
Setting her adrift in choppy seas,
Feeling the hurt of rejection,

When surging inside of her was a talent oozing sensation,
As she acted out the famous plays,
Like 'Cat On A Hot Tin Roof' she was Maggie,
People would have laughed if they had known,
Just a plain girl trying to be better then Elizabeth Taylor!
But she understood the frustration of Maggie's plight,
As to try and win her husband's love she too had to fight,
For his elusive attention,

As he admired beautiful women,
She was just his plain wife with nothing!
But just a talent oozing from her damaged heart,
Her soul took flight to find a part,
In the world of many hurts,
Like flying through the lost echoes of famous actresses,
All fighting for her attention,
To make her art their best part,

Her creative escape to carve out her own chart,
She loved the play 'Who's Afraid Of Virginia Woolf'
She acted from her inner rage that she connected with from the page,
As her own war with her husband needed to be sorted out by a sage,
The spills of deep insecurities rolled off the page,
Like her soul kicking at the wretchedness of her life,
She was a queen of hearts with her great courage she had as his wife,
Trying to tame her husband to respect her emotions,

Instead of him dismissing them as mere notions,
The war is long over and she has blossomed into a glamorous woman,
She feels a terrible loss of passion,
Life has become easy like her fashion,
Just an easy style,
She wishes for the hunger she had for the stage,
That has nothing to do with a wage,
She has become one of the crowd,

With her beautiful clothes, hair style and make-up,
She is proud,
But kicking still from the depths of her is a talent,
Bursting from her raw soul a continous chant,
She shouts out 'This is me' her constant rant,
Just the plain girl is at the core of her soul,
Crying for the loss of her deep passion,
Like the ocean taking it's last breath,

She has become visible in a shallow world that doesn's give a toss,
The plain girl screams,
For all she has lost!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Akhtar Jawad 27 October 2015

A wonderful poem, wrote in a lovely style..................................10

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Saheb Mohapatra 31 October 2015

ye we should never ever lose what unique thing we have within us..................we all are freighted with talents..........we are all unique.............so there it is not needed to imitate somebody..............if we do so we lose our inbred assets...................very nice message is reflected from this wonderful poem...............greatly enjoyed it.

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Elisabeth Wingle 31 October 2015

Wow! It's amazing how you could write something on the other side of the world, that speaks to me so profoundly. If I didn't know better I would swear, you had access to my thoughts. I can't wait to read more!

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Kumarmani Mahakul 02 November 2015

Wonderful poem wonderfully captured. Thanks for sharing.

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Shakil Ahmed 26 October 2015

Hazel, it's a beautiful poem, i enjoyed reading the poem, rhyming has added a special charm to the poem, thanks for sharing, , if you find time please read some of my poems and leave your comments.

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Mahtab Bangalee 01 December 2019

missing something great from the loving life it's pain, hurts much the internal kingdom of memory though there is living life as usual though there the rising sun or the day or the rising moon of the night plays their game as usual though there there the relatives comes and goes makes a good relativity.........///

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Bri Edwards 05 June 2019

so it sounds as though 'she' lost her husband and her times on the stage (real or imaginary) . But she 'looks good' and is " proud" (of her life, appearance, independence?) . Still, she feels loss, a lot i believe. i like it. bri i enjoyed the sometimes-rhyming lines. :)

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Mihaela Pirjol 30 June 2017

Whilst reading this well-crafted poem, I was thinking of all actresses with the innate talent for stage, and all the compromises they had to endure from the film industry. Unfortunately, most of the time, their true being has been ignored. A great poem.

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Edward Kofi Louis 03 January 2017

Visible in a shallow world! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Mizzy ........ 05 September 2016

Poems from the soul are always the best ones......this held my attention to the end. Very strong poem Hazel penned with an extraordinary depth of feeling...... Great post 👏

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