Golden Poem by Hazel Durham

Golden

Rating: 4.8


The long familiar walk up to her home,
A large foreboding farmhouse,
It's sash windows glinting like devils eyes,
She adjusts her gaze to the ever dependable sky,
Gasping for redemption, for her life that is a lie,
Solitude is bliss, like the warmth of a lovers kiss,



The driveway laced with tall trees, hedges and flowers,
Smouldering with nature's power,
Hope, glory refreshes her pale, drawn face,
With the tender touch of falling rain,
It cleanses her soul of sins, not yet committed,
Faults she has many, her history of mistakes, knitted.



She is ripped apart from inside out,
Frayed, faded, jaded,
Reflections in glass, gone is the lass,
Middle aged, she feels like a blank page, without a pen,
Without a thought,
In the early days, she had fought,
Now her eyes is without any spark,
Like a wingless lark.



Silence moves her spirit, that is her mark,
Eamon will be waiting in his suit, crisp, cool,
His opened mouth wide, dark like an icy pool,
Eamon's rage will swallow her up like an old fool,
She slows her pace, as she nears the glistening front door,
Her hands are trembling, as she says out loud,
'No more! '



Suddenly a golden beam shines from the heavens above,
The beauty of the lass appears,
Her skin softens, eyes gleam,
Her heart embraces this strange light,
Her prescence is a gift,
As her soul lifts.



She turns around and runs, runs,
Back to her glorious past,
A change is taking place,
She is back in the race,
God has found her and given her his holy strength,
To unbound her.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is a fictional story about an abusive and destructive marriage that has swallowed this woman's identity up she has to go back to her past to find herself!
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kishor Pathak 02 January 2013

Wow! That's all come to my mind after reading this composition. First of all the theme is quite interesting. Second is vocab, i had to verify most of the words. Third is the way of presentation. As I read I was able to see a gal moving from one place to the other in quest of her lost identity. Simply superb..Hazel to be very hones I learned a lot from your composition.

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Kishor Pathak 02 January 2013

Wow! That's all strikes my mind as i read your composition. First thing is the theme. Second is vocab, I had to sit with dictionary. Third is the way of presentation. I was able to see a gal moving from one place to the other in quest her lost identity. Hazel, I must admit that i took too many lessons out of this composition and i may use your lines in a modulated way sometime in my own compositions, if you don't. Must read cook up for all those who leap in line of writing

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Musfiq Us Shaleheen 02 January 2013

very nice imagery.. excellent writing... my favorite part.. Suddenly a golden beam shines from the heavens above, The beauty of the lass appears, Her skin softens, eyes gleam, Her heart embraces this strange light, Her prescence is a gift, As her soul lifts. -Shaleheen

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Mukesh Parmar 03 January 2013

very nice.. your diction is good..i was worried because the poem ended soon..: (

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A composition that a tells a tale of the ebbs and the floods of her life. Enviable execution and endearing diction indeed Hazel.

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Akhtar Jawad 30 August 2016

A touching story so impressively narrated in a beautiful poem.

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Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 06 August 2013

God has found her and given her his holy strength, ... oh so nice....10 god has found' and given good round she has her strength with religious wave length

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Ramesh Rai 22 July 2013

past is past. look for the future. beauty is before you. nature invites you to adjust with thee. Silence moves her spirit, that is her mark, Eamon will be waiting in his suit, crisp, cool, God has found her and given her his holy strength, To unbound her. an xlent emotional write. never stop.

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Heather Wilkins 21 June 2013

God has found her and given her his holy strength to unbound her. lovely write.

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Yasmin Khan 10 January 2013

A captivating story in rhyme and rhythm, very expressive!

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