Hazel Durham


Time Zone - Poem by Hazel Durham

He watches the light of the dawn,
Sweeping in with his fertile imagination,
Catching his talk with the fire of elation,
A master of creativity in stories embroidered
With humorous portraits,
He dangles with relish his succulent bait,
Of drama supreme,
With an encore every day,
Like living an earth driven dream.
Striding across his boggy land,
Riding out his horse surveying the pastures velvet, green,
In his mind music erupts, from a traditional Irish band,
He conquers his demons with dedication,
The man has accepted his weakness,
In full knowledge he is a bright star,
In his lovely Leitrim exposing his inner reflections,
In a county embracing all his challenges to beat,
His heart is at peace of been fully grounded on poor soil,
He flourishes in his daily toil, without any turmoil,
He centres his personality away from his birth city,
With his wisdom of knowing at last he has found home,
Where the empty void is blown away with the westerly wind,
He is now comfortable in his own time zone,
Of living is a gift of forgiving, with his family around him,
His spirit can never be quenced, as he is now never alone.


Comments about Time Zone by Hazel Durham

  • Gold Star - 29,845 Points Akhtar Jawad (3/16/2015 12:16:00 PM)

    He is now comfortable in his own time zone,
    Of living is a gift of forgiving, with his family around him,
    His spirit can never be quenced, as he is now never alone.
    Instead of living in others' time zone if we learn to live in our time zone definitely we shall be comfortable............10 (Report) Reply

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,432 Points Sally Plumb Plumb (12/24/2013 10:12:00 AM)

    I love an Irish band myself. When abroad we always seek out an Irish pub. Great fun. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,575 Points Musfiq Us Shaleheen (12/10/2013 10:30:00 PM)

    very powerful.. well written. a great poem.. thought provoking and well crafted...
    how are you my muse poet..
    best wishes..
    musfiq (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,860 Points Dave Walker (12/10/2013 5:15:00 PM)

    A great poem, a spirit is never alone with family around, it just sometimes takes time to realize. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,068 Points Kanav Justa (12/10/2013 12:32:00 PM)

    wow, , , really liked some of the lines you used in your poem, , , , they are so powerful.... a poem rich in thoughts, ,
    wonderful hazel (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 15,269 Points Ramesh Rai (12/10/2013 11:53:00 AM)

    overall a supreme expression. last line is soul stirring much befitting for me. whenever i m alone i feel poets over the world are around as you are now with me n talking with my emotions. your time zone must b reflecting to your past when you'd be thinking how to write poem n me too. but now we both may be thinking to express the supreme height where life evaluates for heavenly pleasures.Hazel my friend you are so good that so each n every words sprouts from your heart as gem of life. thank you so much. l like to share this write. thank you thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,269 Points Unwritten Soul (12/10/2013 10:24:00 AM)

    You always make presenting an excellent work_Soul (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 8,904 Points Khairul Ahsan (12/10/2013 10:04:00 AM)

    'With his wisdom of knowing at last he has found home,
    Where the empty void is blown away with the westerly wind, '
    Well said. Home is where the heart is. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 4,749 Points Sekharan Pookkat (12/10/2013 7:52:00 AM)

    I love the images used in the poem about his beloved partner (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,844 Points Noreen Carden (12/9/2013 2:01:00 PM)

    With his wisdom of knowing at last he has found home. What a beautiful line.
    I am in awe of your ability to tell a story with your words.I give it a ten. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 753 Points Mike Barrett (12/9/2013 1:08:00 PM)

    With my Irish ancestry, how could I not enjoy this poem. I love its images and truths and the line In full knowledge he is a bright star, . Technically the poem is sound and the last 3 verses (lines) leave one with a feeling of warmth and happiness. At my age (70) , and as an Eckist, I've garnered many insights with respect to our mental, physical, emotional and spiritual beingness and what I've gleaned is reflected in my poetry. I don't know if you've checked out my poems, you might find some quite touching. [To get a glimpse of the Eck teachings, check out the Eckankar.org website.] (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 753 Points Mike Barrett (12/9/2013 1:06:00 PM)

    With my Irish ancestry, how could I not enjoy this poem. I love its images and truths and the line In full knowledge he is a bright star, . Technically the poem is sound and the last 3 verses (lines) leave one with a feeling of warmth and happiness. At my age (70) , and as an Eckist, I've garnered many insights with respect to our mental, physical, emotional and spiritual beingness and what I've gleaned is reflected in my poetry. I don't know if you've checked out my poems, you might find some quite touching. [To get a glimpse of the Eck teachings, check out the Eckankar.org website.] (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,680 Points Valerie Dohren (12/9/2013 10:27:00 AM)

    Interesting poem Hazel - we need to be comfortable in our own time zone in order to be contented. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 24,881 Points Valsa George (12/9/2013 10:19:00 AM)

    With the empty void blown away, a man finds a new sky, star studded and bright! With his family around and comfortable in his time zone, he feels he is never alone. A really powerful portrayal of conquest! ! (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,769 Points Paul Brookes (12/9/2013 3:08:00 AM)

    A very deep and beautiful poem I really enjoyed reading it and you have the gift of painting with words.10/10 BB : O)) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 8, 2013

Poem Edited: Sunday, December 8, 2013


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