Hazel Durham

Just A Plain Girl - Poem by Hazel Durham

She travels back to the past,
It unravels so fast,
As she picks over the carcass,
She was always a certainty to be last,
The world swept her aside,
Like cutting down the mast,
Setting her adrift in choppy seas,
Feeling the hurt of rejection,

When surging inside of her was a talent oozing sensation,
As she acted out the famous plays,
Like 'Cat On A Hot Tin Roof' she was Maggie,
People would have laughed if they had known,
Just a plain girl trying to be better then Elizabeth Taylor!
But she understood the frustration of Maggie's plight,
As to try and win her husband's love she too had to fight,
For his elusive attention,

As he admired beautiful women,
She was just his plain wife with nothing!
But just a talent oozing from her damaged heart,
Her soul took flight to find a part,
In the world of many hurts,
Like flying through the lost echoes of famous actresses,
All fighting for her attention,
To make her art their best part,

Her creative escape to carve out her own chart,
She loved the play 'Who's Afraid Of Virginia Woolf'
She acted from her inner rage that she connected with from the page,
As her own war with her husband needed to be sorted out by a sage,
The spills of deep insecurities rolled off the page,
Like her soul kicking at the wretchedness of her life,
She was a queen of hearts with her great courage she had as his wife,
Trying to tame her husband to respect her emotions,

Instead of him dismissing them as mere notions,
The war is long over and she has blossomed into a glamorous woman,
She feels a terrible loss of passion,
Life has become easy like her fashion,
Just an easy style,
She wishes for the hunger she had for the stage,
That has nothing to do with a wage,
She has become one of the crowd,

With her beautiful clothes, hair style and make-up,
She is proud,
But kicking still from the depths of her is a talent,
Bursting from her raw soul a continous chant,
She shouts out 'This is me' her constant rant,
Just the plain girl is at the core of her soul,
Crying for the loss of her deep passion,
Like the ocean taking it's last breath,

She has become visible in a shallow world that doesn's give a toss,
The plain girl screams,
For all she has lost!

Topic(s) of this poem: loss

Comments about Just A Plain Girl by Hazel Durham

  • Mihaela Pirjol (6/30/2017 9:05:00 AM)

    Whilst reading this well-crafted poem, I was thinking of all actresses with the innate talent for stage, and all the compromises they had to endure from the film industry. Unfortunately, most of the time, their true being has been ignored. A great poem. (Report) Reply

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  • Edward Kofi Louis (1/3/2017 1:10:00 PM)

    Visible in a shallow world! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Mizzy ........ (9/5/2016 2:33:00 PM)

    Poems from the soul are always the best ones......this held my attention to the end. Very strong poem Hazel penned with an extraordinary depth of feeling...... Great post 👏 (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/2/2015 11:38:00 AM)

    Wonderful poem wonderfully captured. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Elisabeth Wingle (10/31/2015 5:50:00 AM)

    Wow! It's amazing how you could write something on the other side of the world, that speaks to me so profoundly.
    If I didn't know better I would swear, you had access to my thoughts. I can't wait to read more!
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  • Saheb Mohapatra (10/31/2015 3:16:00 AM)

    ye we should never ever lose what unique thing we have within us..................we all are freighted with talents..........we are all unique.............so there it is not needed to imitate somebody..............if we do so we lose our inbred assets...................very nice message is reflected from this wonderful poem...............greatly enjoyed it. (Report) Reply

  • Akhtar Jawad (10/27/2015 8:04:00 PM)

    A wonderful poem, wrote in a lovely style..................................10 (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (10/26/2015 10:59:00 PM)

    A simple girl, to win the admiration of her husband took to acting! Initially though it wasn't a great success, with time she began to live in her characters and won everyone's attention. Later at some time she quit her acting profession! Though she is happy in her own way, often she is lured by the passion for the stage and feels that the actor in her is still alive! A talent cannot die, even if it is smothered by time! A great write with an intimate tone! (Report) Reply

  • Shakil Ahmed (10/26/2015 10:28:00 AM)

    Hazel, it's a beautiful poem, i enjoyed reading the poem, rhyming has added a special charm to the poem, thanks for sharing, , if you find time please read some of my poems and leave your comments. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 26, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 27, 2015

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