Echoes Poem by 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.
Madam, I'm speechless. Don't have any words to express...Just beautiful. Thank you so much for sharing this great piece.
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!
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.......
RIP loved the emotional balance... Good work and numb temperate sensed...
A really beautiful dedication Hazel.....it contains all the grief of loss but also the appreciation of life and friendship.......all of which make us better people. I read this a few times.....very moving piece indeed! 10.
Leaving behind sweet memories the friends may go but the friendship is immortal, its colors and aroma appears through out our lives in all our good deeds, may be a beautiful poetry like this or in any other flower that spring through our loving clay...............10
I always think and hope not only me as Ramesh Rai commented..I am agree...but yet to know..Why? ..may soul rest in peace
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.
Lovely tribute to the friends, whose memories are alive in you...Beautiful poem.. Loved reading it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 2:47:25 AM # 1.0.0
very beautifully written, , , ,