Hazel Durham


Black And White - Poem by Hazel Durham

White dazzles my inner divide,
Black thrown in with my unruly side,
My parents wave me a lingering goodbye,
They have always nurtured my childlike soul,
As I try to fly from my warm nest,
To accomplish and try to be the best,
In a world full of colour so bold,
I'm painted black and white,
Standing out for all the wrong reasons,
I dare to fight,
I always daydream in multicolour scenes of joy,
Living is a struggle with silent screams of turmoil,
Stirring the concoction to the boil,
As i listen to remarks that stick permanently,
I try and climb to a great height,
To discover a view, that I can never see,
I bounce back into a fantasy of nature holding my hand,
Accepting my limitations,
Tasting the sweet prospect of finding words a sensation,
Black and white finds the curious light,
That shimmers with substance and dances across the page in ink,
I cross a a wide bridge that is my link,
To dissolving the empty divide,
Like the certainty of the incoming tide.


Comments about Black And White by Hazel Durham

  • Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken (11/3/2017 8:23:00 PM)


    A very well written poem Hazel
    THANK YOU FOR SHARING
    MARIO ODEKERKEN
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  • Marie Shine (9/20/2017 7:00:00 AM)


    Wow! A very evocative write which most readers will be able to relate to and which captures very poetically and elegantly the trepidation, excitement and apprehension of leaving 'the nest' and making one's own way in the world. I love how the poetess distinguishes herself from the world she is about to enter, through colour:
    'In a world full of colour so bold,
    I'm painted black and white'
    and this imparts to the reader, that in her own beautiful eyes, she felt she did not fit in to the world she was about to enter.
    A very intense, heart-felt write superbly crafted inked with verbal dexterity. Exquisite poetic gem! Gratitude for sharing, dear Hazel...
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  • Muzahidul Reza (7/22/2017 8:52:00 AM)


    White dazzles my inner divide,
    Black thrown in with my unruly side, , , , , , , , , , , , , Two sides of life are clearly depicted in these two lines wisely, ......
    In a world full of colour so bold,
    I'm painted black and white, , , , , , , , , dear poet these two more or less entangle human life and you are also not out of these two, ........................
    I try and climb to a great height,
    To discover a view, that I can never see,
    I bounce back into a fantasy of nature holding my hand,
    Accepting my limitations, ............. through these lines dear poet you yourself have agreed to our limitation, ........
    All these have formed your poem is an extraordinay one, I thank you for this great share,10
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  • (6/30/2017 8:43:00 PM)


    This poem is filled with profundity and exquisite imagery. A joy to behold! Thank you for your heart-felt words so eloquently executed. Hazel, may you rise to heights of greatness! (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (6/25/2017 9:28:00 AM)


    Black and white finds the curious light,
    That shimmers with substance and dances across the page in ink,
    I cross a a wide bridge that is my link,
    To dissolving the empty divide,
    Like the certainty of the incoming tide.... great write with high imagery. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.
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  • Mj Khalid (3/10/2017 4:46:00 PM)


    The most beautiful poem by Hazel Durham.congrats mam.. (Report) Reply

  • Chinedu Dike (2/22/2017 8:04:00 AM)


    A well texted, well thought out poem. (Report) Reply

  • Tomas Prato (12/21/2016 6:00:00 AM)

    Sincere Comments
    Memorable line: “My parents wave me a lingering goodbye”

    Line that is bathetic: “Stirring the concoction to the boil”
    You can do better than that!

    “Shimmers with substance”?
    Shimmers is fine. But ‘with substance’ is redundant.

    Images need to be sharp and crisp.
    Unable to capture clear-cut images.

    Notice that your commentators are a bunch of insincere flatterers.
    I would call them liars!
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  • Robert Murray Smith (11/27/2016 1:19:00 PM)

    Black And White
    In this poem of perceived limitations the poem is not constrained. Fly poet fly.+++10

    Robert
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  • B.m. Biswas (9/21/2016 2:06:00 AM)


    living is not a struggle of silent screams of turmoil for one who can understand and analyze life like you and can escape in art..........thanks. (Report) Reply

  • Tammy Hendrix (9/15/2016 5:35:00 PM)


    This is quite relatable. I think we've all been here: challenging life; trying to find an escape when things get too hard; learning our limitations... Such is the human condition. You penned them well. I enjoyed this and look forward to reading more of your works. I'm new here. It's nice to meet you. Many blessings. (Report) Reply

  • Mizzy ........ (8/28/2016 7:20:00 AM)


    This captures all the excitement and the uncertainty of stepping out into the world to carve ones own
    future.
    My favourite lines.......

    Black and white finds the curious light,
    That shimmers with substance and dances across the page in ink,
    I cross a wide bridge that is my link,

    Beautiful writing Hazel.
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  • Woru Sulyman (6/23/2016 11:18:00 PM)


    a poem about dreams and the reality of breaking bounds, lovely poem (Report) Reply

  • Jayatissa K. Liyanage (6/23/2016 10:30:00 PM)


    No life can be painted merely black and white. Nature has got the whole innumerable range of hues, depths, blends and mixes for any life to fit with. Very much thought provoking and mesmerizing. Thanks for sharing the well honored poem. x (Report) Reply

  • Jayatissa K. Liyanage (6/23/2016 10:23:00 PM)


    No life can be painted merely black and white. Nature has got the whole innumerable range of hues, depths, blends and mixes for any life to fit with. Very much thought provoking and mesmerizing. Thanks for sharing. x (Report) Reply

  • Bernard Snyder (6/23/2016 9:11:00 PM)


    And there you have it! Great poem my friend. And a HUGE Congrats for being chosen as 'poem of the day! Well deserved. (Report) Reply

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (6/23/2016 7:50:00 PM)


    Living is a struggle with silent screams of turmoil,
    Stirring the concoction to the boil,
    As i listen to remarks that stick permanently,
    I try and climb to a great height,
    To discover a view, that I can never see,
    I bounce back into a fantasy of nature holding my hand,
    Accepting my limitations,
    Tasting the sweet prospect of finding words a sensation,
    Black and white finds the curious light,
    Beautifully written.Congratulations for being member poet of the day.
    Subhas
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  • Marianne Reninger (6/23/2016 3:16:00 PM)


    what limitations; not in this poem! Its a pen and ink rendition of art; no color needed! Congrats on being Poet of the Day....Marianne Larsen Reninger (Report) Reply

  • Kim Barney (6/23/2016 11:46:00 AM)


    Fantastic poem, Hazel. Extremely well done. Congratulations for having it selected as poem of the day! (Report) Reply

  • Savita Tyagi (6/23/2016 10:30:00 AM)


    Lovely poem. It resonates so much with what we all come to experience and accept about life. These expressions are beautiful. Congratulations Hazel for member poem place. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 7, 2013


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