Friday, April 4, 2014

The Muse Comments

Rating: 5.0

He remembers he met her on a crowded bus,
She was laden down with shopping bags,
Her arresting, vivid, blue eyes held defeat of endless deceit,
He observed a young woman crumpled, with whispers of loveliness,
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Hazel Durham
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Chinedu Dike 24 April 2019

A captivating tale of love told in eloquent finesse. Deep and very heartfelt with strong emotions. Thanks for sharing, Hazel.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 30 September 2018

This is a beautiful poem on love so nicely executed. The penmanship is too touching. Interesting to read. The way of presentation is unique. I appreciate this poem. Thanks for sharing.10

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Mizzy ........ 06 September 2016

Great lines too numerous to mention......I loved it all Hazel. You painted the ideal, unobtainable muse. Great work 🍻

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Rachel Butler 18 August 2015

The closing line. 'She will remain his forever, elusive, endearing muse' love that line Hazel. Thank you for sharing your work. RAB

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Dave Walker 08 April 2014

A beautiful muse, sometimes freedom can only be but a dream. A fantastic write.

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Patricia Grantham 08 April 2014

I love your expressions and timely wit in this poem. Your muse is a damsel in distress. She is demure at times and delightfully seductive at others. A butterfly longing to be free from her captive. Lovely.

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Chuy Amante 07 April 2014

Wooooo-Weeeeee! ! ! ! Loved it. It made me want to get on my big Stallion, ride in, swoop her up and carry her off... Nice! ! ! ! !

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Valsa George 07 April 2014

Instead of a fairy tale end for this great tale of love, it has taken a different but uplifting conclusion! He writes now with her image fluttering, Like a trapped butterfly in his creative mind, He has accepted her scarred soul is unable to choose, She will remain his forever, elusive, endearing muse. I enjoyed these lines the most.... So her hazel eyes, chest nut hair and lovely features will continue to be the topic of many of his poems!

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Valsa George 07 April 2014

Instead of a fairy tale end for this great tale of love, it has taken a different but uplifting conclusion! He writes now with her image fluttering, Like a trapped butterfly in his creative mind, He has accepted her scarred soul is unable to choose, She will remain his forever, elusive, endearing muse. I enjoyed these lines the most.... So her hazel eyes, chest nut hair and lovely features will continue to be the topic of many of his poems!

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Ramesh Rai 06 April 2014

The whole scene is floating before my eyes.can not say how many dips you have taken in the ocean of sorrows to express your imagination. The storm of her life would have stopped. He writes now with her image fluttering, Like a trapped butterfly in his creative mind, He has accepted her scarred soul is unable to choose, She will remain his forever, elusive, endearing muse. An incredible write. I hope i will never forget this poem. i just started to think. Thank you so much.REGARDS.

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Lyn Paul 06 April 2014

Such an incredible story Hazel, leaving the reader with the wonder of fact or fiction, really is beautifully written. I thank you

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Yash Shinde 04 April 2014

As she fights through a jungle of lies, Screaming for the release of her captured soul, From her husband's abuse and demands, She know's she must obey his every command. ................seems to be the condition of every woman today.......................a beautiful work Hazel, with vivid imagery, colors and similes......a big 10 for your write.................

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