Hazel Durham


The Beauty Of The Truth - Poem by Hazel Durham

A smooth, round pebble thrown with joy into a Killarney lake,
Creates movement of dancing ripples that reflects the light of the day,
Like the film of their lives, beginning with the first take,
My mother's moist, brown eyes scattered with flecks of green,
Holding internal scars and the vibrancy of your dream,
With your dignity and grace,
You embraced the very core of living,
The gift that adorned you like a regal crown,
Was the art of giving,
Honeymoon by the enchanting, mystical Killarney lakes,
I hold an old black and white photo,
Of our mum and dad on horseback,
Smiling from their love that touched such depths,
Like the mystery of history,
Set in the ever changing shades of the County Kerry mountains,
Sweeping and weeping,
To observe the sheer beauty of the truth,
All part of our roots,
With their hearts joined forever in such bliss,
Like their everyday wish,
Moments captured with magnetic enraptures,
That soared,
With wings of freedom of flight,
Throughout each night,
Even the stars couldn't outshine their hearts glow,
Like the constant, winding river of life in it's endless flow,
The sound of their voices still carries across the wide expanse,
Of heaven and earth,
All part,
Of our loving inheritance,
Like a pebble rippling in a Killarney lake,
Holding time,
Capturing the beauty of the truth,
In the glory of their prime.

Topic(s) of this poem: love


Comments about The Beauty Of The Truth by Hazel Durham

  • Susan Williams Susan Williams (4/26/2016 2:40:00 PM)

    Felt like I was holding that black and white photograph right along side of you. You brought alive the Honeymoon by the enchanting, mystical Killarney lakes,
    I hold an old black and white photo,
    Of our mum and dad on horseback,
    Smiling from their love that touched such depths,
    Like the mystery of history,
    Set in the ever changing shades of the County Kerry mountains,
    Sweeping and weeping,
    - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ]I live to do that too- rhyme words within the lines. To me, it sings the feelings out into the readers' hearts, it adds dimensions to dimensions to dimensions. You have made that moment in a photograph sing to all who read this poem- what a wonderful tribute to your parents' love. (Report) Reply

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  • Akhtar Jawad Akhtar Jawad (1/1/2016 7:34:00 AM)

    Hazel Durham has very sweet memories of her parents and when she describes it in her poems the poems are very impressive and touch the hearts of the readers. An outstanding poem. (Report) Reply

  • Govinda Rimal Govinda Rimal (12/31/2015 7:39:00 AM)

    With wings of freedom of flight,
    Throughout each night,
    Even the stars couldn't outshine their hearts glow,
    Like the constant, winding river of life in it's endless flow,
    The sound of their voices still carries across the wide expanse,
    Of heaven and earth, real art. thank you (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis Edward Kofi Louis (12/26/2015 10:33:00 AM)

    Of heaven and earth; with the muse of life. Nice work. (Report) Reply

  • Elisabeth Wingle Elisabeth Wingle (11/29/2015 7:16:00 PM)

    Hazel this t
    Is so beautiful, the beauty of the truth indeed. Truth and love it's all there is. (Report) Reply

  • Hans Vr Hans Vr (11/28/2015 9:45:00 AM)

    I love this one. It moves the deepest parts of me.
    The wonder of nature, beauty love and parents
    all wonderfully blended in these magical verses.
    Excellent poem (Report) Reply

  • Dr.tony Brahmin Dr.tony Brahmin (9/26/2015 8:49:00 AM)

    Wow!
    Lovely, exquisite. childhood
    beautiful lake, mother, the essence of love, relationship, moving, beautiful. what shall i write. only Vow! such a nice poem (Report) Reply

  • Dr.tony Brahmin Dr.tony Brahmin (8/23/2015 6:45:00 AM)

    Wow!
    Lovely, exquisite. childhood
    beautiful lake, mother, the essence of love, relationship, moving, beautiful. what shall i write. only Vow! such a nice poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rachel Ann Butler (8/18/2015 6:12:00 AM)

    The fields, lakes and rills of the Ireland you take us on a walk there. (Report) Reply

  • Gary H Gary H (8/8/2015 3:52:00 PM)

    Just wonderful, as always just loving what you put out. (Report) Reply

  • Hemendra Singh Deopa Hemendra Singh Deopa (8/8/2015 2:47:00 PM)

    Beautiful lines perfectly reflect love..loved it (Report) Reply

  • Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon (6/24/2015 10:20:00 AM)

    A towering truth-filled tribute that is so moving and beautiful. Well done my friend! (Report) Reply

  • Allotey Abossey (6/9/2015 2:16:00 AM)

    This is soothing, you talk of love beauty and nature in a beautiful manner. I enjoyed this (Report) Reply

  • Akhtar Jawad Akhtar Jawad (3/14/2015 8:24:00 PM)

    I hold an old black and white photo,
    Of our mum and dad on horseback,
    Smiling from their love that touched such depths,
    We all have some black and white photographs that are packed with the sweet memories of the past and if this is the memory of loving parents it's more precious than the colorful HD pics........................10 (Report) Reply

  • Ken E Hall (2/16/2015 3:56:00 AM)

    very original capture by words of the world of truth and family love with hearts outshining the stars... a ten is not enough The beauty of a poem hmm-mm... regards (Report) Reply

  • Mary Forrester (1/22/2015 4:51:00 PM)

    Beautiful poem that comes straight from the heart. (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul Kumarmani Mahakul (12/25/2014 8:05:00 PM)

    Truth has always unlimited beauty. This poem says many more things about this. Wonderful poem shared on really. (Report) Reply

  • Chinedu Dike (12/24/2014 12:32:00 PM)

    Lovely, exquisite, very romantic. A beautiful piece of poetry. Kudos Hazel. (Report) Reply

  • Jak Black (11/5/2014 10:52:00 AM)

    You've captured the very essence of love in this beautiful poem Hazel. Truth is paramount in any relationship.
    Your poems always have that sense of worth. (Report) Reply

  • Achill Lad (9/26/2014 1:14:00 PM)

    How can you purchase a fond mother's smile, how can you buy Killarney. Can't be bought but you've certainly captured them with this poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 28, 2014



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