poet Hazel Durham

Hazel Durham

Coming Home

Punchestown races a glorious extravaganza,
You had a flutter on Fuchsia Belle,
Tall white haired man, softest baby blue eyes,
Everything new and wondrous to you,
Without any fuss you showered your warmth,
Outside the rain lashed down relentlessly,
All together we were like long lost pals,
As you wove your pure spell,
Watching as horses fell, virgin territory
For the farmer with plenty of charm,
Never doing anybody any harm,
A life dedicated to your beloved farm.
Years have passed many changes taking place,
Lover of nature, plenty of patience as you work at your own pace,
Gentleness oozes from your eyes like water over a smooth stone,
You hold my hand, i feel i am coming home.

Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 2, 2012
Poem Edited: Sunday, September 2, 2012

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About a day at the races with my boyfriend and daughter.

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  • Prabir GayenPrabir Gayen (12/15/2018 12:32:00 PM)

    Very well crafted.. beautiful...

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  • Binayakumar MohantyBinayakumar Mohanty (10/27/2018 8:32:00 PM)

    You hold my hand
    I feel I am comming home.
    Lovely lines.Thanks for sharing.

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  • Narayanan Kutty PozhathNarayanan Kutty Pozhath (5/1/2018 12:14:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem. One must appreciate your ideas.

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  • Tom SquiresTom Squires (12/24/2017 12:17:00 PM)

    yes brilliant, gentleness oozes like water, beautiful and unself conscious. Lovely

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  • Susan WilliamsSusan Williams (12/14/2017 3:27:00 PM)

    Thank you for sharing this piece of your life in your home country- - the feeling of homecoming when the man is just the right fit with both woman and child and life becomes a joy! Well done! !

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  • Kumarmani MahakulKumarmani Mahakul (11/6/2017 9:52:00 PM)

    Gentleness oozes from your eyes like water over a smooth stone,
    You hold my hand, i feel i am coming home.... brilliant expression. It was a nice day at the races you were with your boyfriend and daughter. Thanks.

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  • Me Poet Yeps PoetMe Poet Yeps Poet (6/21/2017 10:05:00 PM)

    its nice to have boy friends and with them daughters and you don't have to be under any obligation either to either love pursues lovely poetree are you

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  • Tom Allport (5/26/2017 7:44:00 AM)

    a poem of pure warmth with a feeling of being at home? ..............wonderfully written Hazel.

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  • Chinedu DikeChinedu Dike (2/22/2017 7:47:00 AM)

    A touch of class. Lovely poem passionately penned from the heart.

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  • Stuart MunroStuart Munro (2/21/2017 2:24:00 PM)

    a lovely work it brings me into the scene of it all the atmosphere is drawn within me touching my imagination

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  • Rameeza NasimRameeza Nasim (2/1/2017 11:04:00 AM)

    love it, beautifully written :)

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  • Rajesh ThankappanRajesh Thankappan (10/29/2016 9:56:00 PM)

    A wonderful poem dwelling upon the human relationships, effusing warmth.

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  • Annette AitkenAnnette Aitken (5/28/2016 10:49:00 AM)

    years have passed many changes taking place Since I left Ireland many moons ago the changess I see every time I return. I love reading your work some reminds me of home.
    Well done.
    Annette.

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  • Howard The Motivational Poet SimonHoward The Motivational Poet Simon (1/3/2016 6:19:00 PM)

    So touching- well done my friend!

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  • Dr.subhendu KarDr.subhendu Kar (12/15/2015 8:48:00 AM)

    Gentleness oozes from your eyes like water over a smooth stone,
    You hold my hand, i feel i am coming home. beautiful write with matchless imagery, thanks for sharing dear Hazel

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  • Kim BarneyKim Barney (12/6/2015 8:19:00 PM)

    Lovely poem, Hazel.
    I especially like the last two lines:
    Gentleness oozes from your eyes like water over a smooth stone,
    You hold my hand, I feel I am coming home.
    Thank you for sharing with us.

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  • Rahman HenryRahman Henry (10/11/2015 5:03:00 AM)

    'You hold my hand, i feel i am coming home. '

    wow! the feelings! Here 'you' is as comfortable as home. I'm spellbound reading the poem. Thanks a lot for sharing a lovely poem.

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  • Rachel Ann Butler (7/19/2015 5:41:00 AM)

    Haha, I like the day at the races and the locals and loved ones having a craic which is enjoyed by all and many a grand man lines the beer tent and the thrills of the day recounted.

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  • Valsa GeorgeValsa George (7/9/2015 10:47:00 PM)

    Without any fuss you showered your warmth,
    Outside the rain lashed down relentlessly,

    A very romantic ambiance is created! Enjoyed this wonderful meeting with your boyfriend!

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  • Akhtar Jawad (7/5/2015 10:51:00 PM)

    You hold my hand, i feel i am coming home.
    The poem is a true beauty................10

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