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Hazel Durham


Echoes


Echoes of empty houses, empty rooms,
Empty caravans, empty tables, empty stables,
The extreme void of their high spirited appeal,
Eventually we all have to leave,
Life is a thief of happiness, peace and love,
The fluttering of an innocent white dove,
My two dear friends, a long time up above,
In their celestial palace,
Surrounded by God's unconditional, never-ending love,
Snatched from the middle rung,
No time for the end of the ballad to be sung.

Amongst chapters of hard graft, on a primitive raft,
Heading for the turbulent rapids,
Love sent in a package, with possible breakage,
Strings attached, we all just matched,
Never saw any need to be patched,
Abundance of a feast, glorious with no defeat,
Repeat of our spinning world,
Sometimes winning, when everything rhymed,
Races at different paces,
Two beautiful faces, fading with the lullaby,
A sigh like the wind whistling,
Through the knarled branches of an old oak tree.

They are free immersed with fun, days of sun,
With character rich, steeped in zest,
That is their legacy,
The weeping willow stands forlorn, as we still mourn,
For the loss of two captivating souls,
Soaked in the sweet scent of forget-me not's,
Amongst the saints, angels, sound of holy bells,
Reverberating across this green isle,
An oasis in our heart's thirsty desert sand.

Band, land, musical, whimsical,
Passion, fashion, with a bright red sash,
Red for danger, like a lone ranger without ammunition,
Red for sensation, striving for ambition,
Life lived fast,
All that is left is the haunting echoes of their splendid past.

Submitted: Sunday, December 02, 2012
Edited: Monday, August 05, 2013

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I made the most wonderful friends in a racing stable I worked in when I was twenty. We had the best of times, then years later our friend a really great character, he was stable jockey there tragically got motor neurone disease and passed away. A few years after that my beautiful best friend got a brain haemorrhage and passed away. They were both only in their mid thirties. This is a tribute to their amazing zest, friendship and a very special time when we laughed our way through every day! R.I.P.

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  • Ramesh Rai (5/7/2014 7:07:00 PM)

    Good people are always loved by God that so their life is short on this earth. May their soul rest in heavenly abode. A tribute from a sincere and bossom friend can never b denied. (Report) Reply

  • Geetha Jayakumar (8/23/2013 11:57:00 AM)

    Lovely tribute to the friends, whose memories are alive in you...Beautiful poem.. Loved reading it. (Report) Reply

  • Kishor Pathak (12/30/2012 4:57:00 PM)

    True friendship never dies, come what may? It's invincible and we've the proof in here. You get 10 on 10 for this. (Report) Reply

  • Sandy Player (12/24/2012 4:11:00 PM)

    The poem really flows along at a constant fast velocity, rather like time I suppose. It's so tragic but what a great tribute! (Report) Reply

  • Ilaria Boffa (12/12/2012 4:44:00 AM)

    The death moves sideways during our existence, and I always wonder if I would be ready. I felt connected with your piece because I wrote something similar in my poem meet the dead. I loved the images that you used: oak tree - green isle - desert sand. thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Rumi Roy (12/5/2012 6:17:00 AM)

    A very deep thought worked on your mind while you wrote this. Magnificent. (Report) Reply

  • Jahan Zeb (12/4/2012 10:09:00 AM)

    Life is a thief of happiness, peace and love, ............ Very nice.... O life!

    Races at different paces, ......... I will take this line as people moving towards the end of life. Anyone can be the winner. No guarantee.

    Soaked in the sweet scent of forget-me not's, .... Brilliant Hazel.

    And then the splendid rhythm of the last part of your poem. I loved the words and Alliteration in the poem.

    A sad poem sending great message to your friends. Yes Hazel care for you, she remembers you and she misses you.

    Wonderful (Report) Reply

  • Indranil Bhaduri (12/3/2012 10:51:00 PM)

    Madam, I'm speechless. Don't have any words to express...Just beautiful. Thank you so much for sharing this great piece. (Report) Reply

  • Yash Shinde (12/3/2012 1:30:00 AM)

    Greta tribute to the passed ones. R.I.P. may they rest in peace and the same blessings may god shower upon you.............great work! obair iontach! (Report) Reply

  • Gulsher John (12/2/2012 9:04:00 PM)

    Ah hazel
    Don't make me cry.....
    Your mournful cries jolt the sky
    One of the finest elegy of present time
    Decorated with splendid diction, images and similies
    As what the great john Milton with lycidos and Shelley on keats, with such refine skill you mournfully portrayed two of your lost friend
    May their soul be in crest.......
    A poignant cnotsrst of life and death
    As once we had in Adonis myth
    Sweet as biblical hymns
    Stirred our soul and mind
    Graciously treated the theme
    That Making the broken hearts serene
    The time you all three had in past
    Was rosy and auspicious
    And stronger than any sun or frost
    Pray in heaven they would bless with gracious....... (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (12/2/2012 2:20:00 PM)

    What a beautiful poem Hazel, a wonderful tribute to your dear friends who you obviously loved very much. Excellent work - a definite 10. (Report) Reply

  • Asif Andalib (12/2/2012 12:15:00 PM)

    Wow what a wonderful way to describe the loss with imagery and say I miss you both a lot. I really enjoyed reading your beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

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