Saturday, March 23, 2013

The Last Dance Comments

Rating: 5.0

Holding our frail bodies now, on this short, straight trail,
Between the sunset, then the darkness,
Will crawl and fall,
Blackness sweeping out our eternal light,
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Hazel Durham
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M Asim Nehal 17 November 2018

This poem has gone straight to my favourite list of poems, Masterpiece, a touch of reality, philosophy and the bitter truth that we have a frail and fragile body, beyond rating. Loved it.All my adjectives will exhaust if I had to write about this poem.

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Susan Williams 23 April 2016

I enjoyed this loving homage to the elderly. Romance lives on in their souls and they'll take it into eternity with them. Very good write and a lovely heart beats in this poem

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Martina Moriarty Mc Carthy 26 February 2016

Truly Beautiful loved reading xxx

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Akhtar Jawad 21 March 2015

Music makes our romance the eternal dance, Moves on the ballroom floor slow but graceful, Like swans on a ripple free lake, Reflecting an elderly couple that never neglected Their spirits, still so supple, All part of a love that God must have helped, From the heavens above. A great write...............10

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Ken E Hall 01 March 2014

great dancer poem a near picture of I...retired ex comp dancher met in a ballroom and still go dancing 3 times a week loved reading it...the main thing it has done for us is we are extremely fit with legs like coilo springs with no last dance in sight...regards

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 18 May 2013

dance within dancing with whole world nice one

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Valsa George 09 April 2013

Music makes our romance the eternal dance, Moves on the ballroom floor slow but graceful, Like swans on a ripple free lake, These lines are lovely Hazel! ! I am happy I could locate this site! The example of that elderly couple who are still supple who recieved love and grace from above is so very inspirational. Even the last dance can be graceful! ! Top marks!

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David Wood 06 April 2013

A lovely poem. I lost my wife 12 months ago and she is alive in my poetry.

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Yasmin Khan 02 April 2013

a long beautiful piece of writing, brightened with the fire of emotions..it is embellished with lovely metaphors and similes like 'swans on the ripple free water' adding beauty to the poem. With our souls soaring with the rhythm of living, The art we learnt, cherished, is the beauty of giving, ...beautiful lines

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Valerie Dohren 25 March 2013

Have been locked out of PH all weekend, hence the delay in commenting Hazel. A really lovely write, very inspired with some beautiful lines - enjoyed reading very much.

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