Hazel Durham


Broken Pieces


Rainy grey days, appears like the sky is falling down,
All around the mystical splendour of Killeen Castle,
Horses grazing on it's fine fertile pastures,
Ancient, patient, enraptured and captured,
Life simmering with history, adding a touch of mystery,
Night invades and raids on daylight,
Only the eerily silver moon, shines so bright.



The mighty castle, bearing down from it's lofty heights,
Such a regal sight, with past thoughts, which fought for life,
Centuries overturned, by the sound of your own voice,
Your humour transformed the gallery, you were everyone's choice,
We gelled like an quirky spell,
Hot headed, we tumbled with tantrums, into bed,
The beat of the drum, inside my head,
Our souls united, free spirit's so excited.



Soothing red bricked gate lodge, our humble abode,
The only foes were ourselves,
Doe eyed, became wild eyed,
With your flamboyant ways,
Every day a yo yo of different emotions,
Endless nights with pint glasses, filled with impossible notions,
Listening to your performance of panache.



I withdrew into my shell, no chime from my bell,
Wishing I were you, losing sight of me,
The view was always you,
Leading me into a blind alley,
The fun sauntered away, with plenty of backward glance's,
No time to dance, our chance of a dream life gone,
The song, was an elusive combination of love and hate,
Too late, my persona shattered into tiny broken pieces,
That was my fate.

Submitted: Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Edited: Friday, November 30, 2012

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poet's Notes about The Poem

This is about an estate callled Killeen Castle, that my partner and I lived in the gate lodge there for a few years. Unfortunately our relationship was doomed by a clash of our personalities! !

Comments about this poem (Broken Pieces by Hazel Durham )

Enter the verification code :

  • Rookie - 66 Points Yash Shinde (4/4/2014 10:32:00 PM)

    these lines are filled with passion, love, pain and vivid imagery...............wonderful write Hazel........ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 317 Points Mike Barrett (1/3/2014 10:48:00 AM)

    A beautiful write.....so long as the joys of life outnumber the pain, so long as pain teaches us something, we've lost nothing and gained much - compassion and empathy are two of pain's gifts! I truly enjoy your work! (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 3,836 Points Geetha Jayakumar (8/2/2013 7:00:00 AM)

    Excellent poem...Each lines are so well written. Loved reading it.. Beautiful poem.

    I seek your Blessings on my completion of 100 poems..Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 89 Points Marcus Mckinley (7/2/2013 9:53:00 AM)

    love and admiration are a cold commodity among these castle walls when the heart tolls silently. nicely done (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 813 Points Wahab Abdul (5/22/2013 9:35:00 AM)

    excellent poetry, no need to say more or i am speechless to to utter any words.! .. however enjoyed fully.. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 17 Points Sandy Player (12/24/2012 4:01:00 PM)

    It's painful to see the inevitable coming early in the poem and then it being obvious and unavoidable at the ending. At the very least though, you got a good poem out of it. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 17 Points Sandy Player (12/24/2012 4:00:00 PM)

    It's painful to see the inevitable coming early in the poem and then it being obvious and unavoidable at the ending. At the very least though, you got a good poem out of it. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,635 Points Lyn Paul (12/1/2012 6:05:00 AM)

    You are amzing to be sharing your notes. I hope that there is now pure sunlight in your life. So well written Hazel (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 14 Points Jahan Zeb (11/30/2012 8:21:00 AM)

    The intensity in the poem reveals the feelings the poetess had at the time of writing it. Very deep and touching Hazel. Marvelous wording and the imagery is of high qualities. Well done Hazel. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 482 Points Owain Glyn (11/29/2012 1:54:00 PM)

    Celt versus Celt, maybe the outcome was predetermined. Well expressed I shall try some of your other work. Thankyou. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 482 Points Www. Poemhunter.com/m-d-dinesh-nair-2 (11/29/2012 3:42:00 AM)

    What a summit of poetic expressions! These broken pieces have made this piece a real literary gem of the kind. Nostalgic and lost in sweet reminiscences you have really re assembled a thing of beauty. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 482 Points Asif Andalib (11/28/2012 10:55:00 PM)

    Lovely picturesque and expression of deepest feelings. A sad but beautiful write (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 709 Points Gulsher John (11/28/2012 7:43:00 PM)

    wow.......so many picture have been depicted by Hazel in piece of Art, contrasting scense magically play with reader perceptions.... stanza one is full of Romance and the last lines sing a melancholy strain...........
    gradually withdrawal from an ancient castle
    (definitely some one as poet's notes explained) to something deserted heartland,
    the gliding is smooth and touching, the dictions fully justify the appropriate feelings,
    .... I withdrew into my shell,
    Wishing I were you, losing sight of me,
    The view was always you,
    and this one........ The only foes were ourselves,
    Doe eyed, became wild eyed,
    great work Hazel, , , , , , , , , very poignant (Report) Reply

Read all 19 comments »

New Poems

  1. under developed.., veeraiyah subbulakshmi
  2. Escape, Sandra Feldman
  3. MUSIC OFF THE WALL! ! !, G. AKANJI OLANIYI
  4. Expander, Kim Barney
  5. I believe you never will be too late, Trong Phan
  6. Angel's fear, gulsher JOHN
  7. when i loved you and you loved her and s.., Mandolyn ...
  8. LOve is replaced, hasmukh amathalal
  9. The lonely wolf, denise nixon
  10. He Sleeps Too Much, Jena Crowe

Poem of the Day

poet George Gordon Byron

It is the hour when from the boughs
The nightingale's high note is heard;
It is the hour -- when lover's vows
Seem sweet in every whisper'd word;
And gentle winds and waters near,
...... Read complete »

 

Modern Poem

poet May Swenson

 

Member Poem

Trending Poems

  1. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken, Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me, Pablo Neruda
  4. Invictus, William Ernest Henley
  5. Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night, Dylan Thomas
  6. Annabel Lee, Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If, Rudyard Kipling
  8. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Robert Frost
  9. Fire and Ice, Robert Frost
  10. Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou

Trending Poets

[Hata Bildir]