Hazel Connelly

Freshman - 635 Points (28th September 1949 / Lancashire)

Hazel Connelly Poems

81. Hen Night 5/10/2012
82. Canvas 3/26/2012
Best Poem of Hazel Connelly


Before my eyes brilliant colour, perfection
Dancing gracefully in every direction,
The world of trees, the art of nature
Are simple reasons for a painter.

The power mother nature can release
Could make a painting, a masterpiece
A gallery of natures finest hues,
Enough to stir the most reluctant muse.

Should mother nature tutor me in art
My tree would show a living beating heart,
And should I save one single living tree
My canvas would inspire the world to see.

Red, orange, yellow, green and brown
Colours of beauty my brush would put ...

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Faded Firelight

I sit in silence deep in thought
By the light of a dying ember
The mind forgets but the heart does not
Imagination's dreamlike splendour
I sit and dream of an old desire
I think of faces and remember names
They all come back when new things tire
As I sit by the fading fire flames
Night time thoughts have slipped away

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