My New Table Comments

Hazel Durham was last seen on PoemHunter on 25 November 2020…

A beautiful, nostalgic rendition exquisitely crafted from the heart. Lovely and very passionate. Happy New Year, Hazel. Remain enriched.

This wonderful poem is ranked #21 on the Best Poems of The Members" listed on PoemHunter today. Congratulations, dear poet.

Congratulations on this poem securing Rank #30 on Best Members Poems today. All the best, Hazel!

This magnificent poem is ranked high among the "Best Poems of Members" featured on PoemHunter today. A lovely poem, " I sprinkle rose petals red, yellow and pink / Over our open hearts that give a mischievous wink. "

A mix of nostalgic memories and love of your parents are associated with the table and it invokes great feelings when you use it.A fantastic write!

Where are you, my dear poetress? This is an old poem from last year--which I loved---but where are you? This PH member misses your pen!

Long time no see. Yes, the skies keep smiling down from the heavens above. Very sentimental to me

Mam and dad spread their happiness on my new table, ......... ......... To console our hearts to survive, My table is now full of hope and love, The skies keep smiling down from the heavens above......much impressive lines that I love most. This poem is so beautiful and inspiring one. Thank you dear madam for sharing your brilliant imagery and experience through this poem here.,10

'To console our hearts to survive, My table is now full of hope and love, The skies keep smiling down from the heavens above.' - The last stanza is so beautiful!

Lovely! Lovely! Lovely! Lovely! I cannot say " lovely" enough times about this poem that captures the readers' hearts and souls from the very first. We relate to the journey our family's prized possessions so well and tenderly used give us when they are gone but their life remains in a tea cup, a vase, a flower's fragrance, a photograph- -thank you so much for stirring our memories as well. 10++++ and onto my fav with this lovely, lovely, lovely poem!

My new, rustic kitchen table, Swallows completely my turbulent state, I feel calm like the ocean's near stillness, As it holds its breath and waits...fine poem, , /

A very beautiful write transcending the inner joy and peace you enjoy in your new house near your new table. The porcelain teacups that belonged to your grandma and the photo frame of your parents take you back to the sweet times you had and the warmth of love you experienced once.

Fantastic poem with mixture of imagery, metaphors and nature. I pick the last stanza: To console our hearts to survive, My table is now full of hope and love, The skies keep smiling down from the heavens above.100++++

There is the table Table of hope and life Table of life and love Table of love and peaceful heart.........