The Old Yellow Brick Road Poem by Hazel Durham

The Old Yellow Brick Road

Rating: 4.4

Where did my soul wander in the fields of time?
As I pondered,
At the slip, sliding of time,
Memories like an old movie reel,
With all my sentimental appeal,
How did I used to feel?

When my emotions soared into orbit,
With my thundering passion into a constant loving fit,
Twisting and turning with fiction,
I was loving an imposter playing Casanova,
Rumble, tumble with my feelings
Like the aroma of blooming roses,

So sensual a glorious beauty of my imagination,
My lover turned into a sensation,
But reality bites and I quickly coloured over with a rainbow,
That made my heart blossom,
My soul skipped with a childlike joy,
As I walked with innocence along the old yellow brick road,

Just as I unpacked my lover's load,
I tried to follow a wandering star,
That was always out of my reach,
As it twinkled and shone in the heavens so far,
Away from the noisy crowd.
Now I'm driving in my old car,

Along the old yellow brick road,
I had kissed a prince that turned into a toad,
But the pulse of life rolls on with my mellowed soul,
Life ever after with a rose for my heart,
That loves my new love until death do us part.

Saturday, September 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: true love
Akhtar Jawad 06 September 2015

Life ever after with a rose for my heart, That loves my new love until death do us part. Nice and impressive..................10

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Valsa George 06 September 2015

So the old love is replaced by a new one! Let it be abiding and ever strengthening with the passage of time! Let life give you a lot of sweet experiences to be recollected now and then in life! Enjoyed the poem, Hazel!

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David Wood 08 September 2015

There are so many toads in this life and too few princes. Lovely poem that made me remember past loves.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 10 September 2015

Marvellous depiction with nice diction. Away from casanova and love to new until death....wonderful imagery......10

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Bri Edwards 10 March 2019

i have three former wives, none of which i parted with due to death. the divorces became final before the poisons kicked it and did their job. " lover's load" ....i'm afraid to guess at what you are referring to, friend. bri :)

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Binayakumar Mohanty 02 November 2017

Along old us part.I would like to quote every line.Highly artistic, endowed with feelings and realisation of life in a world very different from others.Thanks for sharing dear poet.Huge 10

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Mizzy ........ 05 September 2016

Thanks for a magical glance into your past travels on the yellow brick road Hazel.....not always a wonderland for sure. I was swept along on this talented write Hazel....👍

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Edward Kofi Louis 21 May 2016

In the fields of time! With the joy of your heart. Thanks for sharing this lovely poem with us.

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Martina Moriarty Mc Carthy 26 February 2016

Sublime read... you are gifted in the art of words and turning them into someting magical xxx

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