A GIFT OF AIR

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Some ponderings about something so vital, yet so easily taken for granted. When it is memorable, how very memorable it is! Whenever the moment's air feels so, it summons other experiences like déjà vu clearly to the screens of head and heart!

The outdoor court at the Court of Two Sisters - French Quarter - New Orleans
The outdoor court at the Court of Two Sisters - French Quarter - New Orleans
One of the breathtaking sunsets at my ranch.
One of the breathtaking sunsets at my ranch.
In Del Rio, the St. Augustine grass was great for rolling down terraced lawn!
In Del Rio, the St. Augustine grass was great for rolling down terraced lawn!
The swimming hole, we called the "Pumphouse'" was & still is fed by a consant outpouring of San Felipe Springs. It's where I learned to swim.
The swimming hole, we called the "Pumphouse'" was & still is fed by a consant outpouring of San Felipe Springs. It's where I learned to swim.
By Nellieanna- Sketched at the lake
By Nellieanna- Sketched at the lake
By Nellieanna - watercolor- Lake O' the Pines
By Nellieanna - watercolor- Lake O' the Pines
Baby Carla and Granny Annie - Indiana- June, 1976
Baby Carla and Granny Annie - Indiana- June, 1976












Bountiful gift of air!

So right, so balmy-

Intoxicatingly scented.


Comes from where?


So fresh, so clean.

Reminding me of

Days and memories: ~


New Orleans' French Quarter

In the morning ~ breakfast

At the Court of the Twin Sisters.


The ranch aglow at twilight,

Soaking up the sunset

On the patio, facing West.


Playing all day as a kid,

Rolling in cool grass at evening

Eating roses in the garden rows ~


Yes ~ I really did!


Running down the hill

To swim at the Pumphouse,

What a treat, what a thrill!


Camping and sketching beside

The Lake O' The Pines

In verdant East Texas.


Discovering a riverboat

Abandoned atop a hill - I swear! -

Near another lake o'er there.


Holding my first grandchild for pix,

On her other granny's verandah, -

Southern Indiana, 1976,


She, wearing the dress and pinafore

I'd made for her;

A baby then, now a woman - to adore.


And always the abundant gift ~ of AIR.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay



Purple shadows

Softly inching

Across the floor;


A door ajar

Enticing exploration

Beyond this easy room

Where no gloom dare invade.


Perhaps, a hall

Where no sorrow may pervade

Its sanctity.


But nothing stays the same.

No one name

Tells it all.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay



Did I hear

A kitten

At my door

Just now?


Was that a tiny meow?

Was that

A cat

I've known

Before?


Perhaps it was

Somehow

Someone

As lovable as you!


______© Nellieanna H. Hay


The mystery

Is no mystery.

Know it.

Have it.

Relish it.

Be it.

Ever so quietly.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay




Life's a boomerang.

What we send forth

Returns in kind,

Having gained momentum.


If kindness goes out

Kindness backfires - in force.

If not,

Then, - not, - of course.


It is a choice.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay


















Alone

But basking

In the love;

Not questing, reaching, taking;

Just basking here -

Constantly partaking.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay



Of course,

'They' will never understand;

How we can be so lambent!

We’re way 'too old'.


I smile.


It requires secure maturity

To smile at that,

While all the drives engage so fully,

Knowing no impediment!


______© Nellieanna H. Hay


The heartwood of the tree is he

The fullest, highest crest of sea!

And when he's near

My summertime

Repeats itself once more

And hums my evening song

To me.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay



The morning air,

So full of sunshine now,

Freshness everywhere!

It's quiet, undisturbed.


Just out there

Beyond the patio doors,

A bird.


We trust the day,

The bird and I,

To bring its gift,

Perhaps a gentle rain.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay



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rahul0324 4 years ago from Gurgaon, India

What a start to my morning By reading your flawless Poetry Nellie!

Beautiful to the core, Perfect and appeals to the inner soul, effortlessly and instantly.. Beautiful pictures playing in my mind now

You have made my day

I do not need coffee now :)


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theseus 4 years ago from philippines

Sooo beautiful wordings coupled with amazing pictures. Perfect. Just perfect. God bless and Happy Mother's Day to you.


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Jackie Lynnley 4 years ago from The Beautiful South

Fantastic arrangement, just love it.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

WELL, Rahul - let me tell you! You've made my evening shimmer- because it IS evening here in Texas. I should have read your comment before I had a little sip of wine! I would not have needed it! :-) Thank you, dear friend!


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silverstararrow 4 years ago from India

Nellieanna, such beautiful words expressing a deeper meaning. A wonderful poem with some amazing pictures. A refreshing read!:)


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

theseus - Now I am enchanted to meet you! Thank you for a lovely compliment!

It's been a most pleasant Mother's Day. - with flowers & candied strawberries from my daughter, lovely cards and texted greetings from that same granddaughter, Carla, and her daughter and her daughter and son's dad - plus sundry phone messages! They are all still in Indiana and I'm in Texas, where I belong and where I have several sweet steps who remembered me! And one especially dear stepson in Colorado!

I see you on other comment threads and am delighted to welcome you to mine!


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Jackie - Am most honored and pleased to receive your kind comments and approval. You're making a strong statement in your writing! I must look into it further! Thank you so very much.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

silverstararrow - I"m impressed by your passionate stance in your hubsite. I've only peeked but want to see more. I appreciate your coming here to mine and leaving a thoughtful comment. i can only try to imagine the differences in our backgrounds, - and this hub certainly focuses greatly on mine. So it's truly refreshing to detect a lovely mutual feeling, - (and how else to explain it?) - toward these precious memories of my life! Thank you!


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cruelkindness 4 years ago from an angle view.

You are my reflection grabbing back looking me strait in the eyes to remind myself pay attention to the moments else you will never find yourself.

Well done

Cruelkindness (Subliminally Thoughtless)


samanthajae 4 years ago

"Life's a boomerang.

What we send forth Returns in kind,

Having gained momentum."

I especially like these words--they are very true. Thanks for your beautiful hub.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

cruelkindness - I've just been reading several of your fascinating hubs. It's dizzying, but well worth it. I feel that we may see eye to eye on many things and I begin to sense who you may be and wherefrom you are. Can't claim to more. But it's enough to cause me to be gratified if my words have reminded you to notice your moments - whether totally or just more than usual. They are all one really 'has'. Not only will paying them inattention blur oneself, but it will blur what IS, and that is truly sad, - and a common loss among people.

Thank you for stopping, reading and leaving such a thoughtful message. I wish you great moments!


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

samanthajae - I'm pleased to greet you here. I just peeked at your hubsite and especially was attracted to your poem, Vis-à-Vis - so beautifully written and sincerely felt.

Thank you for liking mine and letting me know you did!


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InCourage 4 years ago from North Carolina

Going to have to read it more than once I do believe!


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Hello, inCourage - thank you (I think! haha) I say that because I hope it's not because it's too oblique! Naw, I tell myself, he wouldn't mean that! And I say that because I've visited your hubsite (briefly) and I observe you're quite capable of ploughing through it even if it were. :-)

Thank you for coming by and I look forward to reading some more of your work, James!


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christopheranton 4 years ago from Gillingham Kent. United Kingdom

Thanks Nellieanna for some more beautiful thoughts in words and I hope you had a great "Mothers Day".


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arb 4 years ago from oregon

First and foremost, you had to know the damn butterfly would capture me if the poetry failed. I wrote in musings on poetry, "Language is a bunch of words trying to illuminate a picture, poetry is the picture illuminating the words" Reading your work is evidence of my brilliance! Also an exquisite example of experience that comes to live again. Shall I go on, or simply say, a butterfly that should be held.


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arb 4 years ago from oregon

I forgot to mention, the watercolor you did is extraordinary. Also, for some reason I don't believe you ever learned to swim; I think you came into the world swimming, none the less, the swimming hole looked like a wonderful place to birth memories from which to write.


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InCourage 4 years ago from North Carolina

No little lady... read it again because I love people who 'think'... who find that quite mystical place between here and there and begin to paint what they see with words, and somehow, even in the words that they chose Not to write, say what no one else could in a voice that is uniquely their own. In everyday life, we sometimes forget that people are capable of such depth and beauty. So, you make me smile.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Christopher - Oh, I'm always pleased that you've visited and found my work worthy! Thank you. Yes, my Mother's Day was most enjoyable. Lots of greetings and remembrances from the generations and extended ones. Thank you for your fine greeting, too!


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

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hehe, Alan. Are you suggesting that the butterfly might have been 'planted'?? - hehe. mebbe. But your brilliance stood alone all along. You may go on all you wish - though the butterfly held is to be pleased sufficiently.

Glad you enjoyed the watercolor. I enjoyed painting on a picnic table under the pines and I love watercolors - and ink. Sometimes sketched from the bass boat. My fishing usually consisted of casting the rod and hanging up the line in short order, though I loved skimming the lure across the surface and 'dancing it' the way I saw George doing. I'm not a great artist (but better than a fisherperson). I do find the same impetus with a paintbrush as I feel with pen and paper - or even keyboard (though seldom write electronically). I like to 'paint' what I see or feel with whatever medium.

Actually I don't remember learning to swim. My 3 older siblings took me swimming with them from as long as I CAN remember. (Maybe they wanted to get rid of me! haha) They nicknamed me Nellita the Sweeta except when I displeased them, then I became Nellita the Stinkita. :-)

I loved swimming underwater, close as possible to the bottom. I sometimes skinned my nose on the bottom. That swimming hole flows over solid rock for a ways and is fed directly from the San Felipe Springs which has flowed profusely since before anyone recalls. Mother painted it in oils when it had no concrete walls, but just bubbled up like a soft geyser right out of the ground. I remember seeing it like that.

On down toward where it seems to disappear in the picture, it continues, first to flow fresh water through a Municipal Pool - going in one end and flowing out the other, where we often swam, too. No chemicals needed. It was lighted, so ideal for night swimming. Banana trees growing all around it. Perhaps it is no longer used as a pool. Some features of my old swimming hole seem to have changed. There was a curved (almost Japanese-looking) footbridge across it, after one scooted down the steps from the upper level. After filling the pool, then the waters go on into irrigation creeks which flow throughout the town and the farms nearby.

Del Rio is a real oasis surrounded by semi-desert. It even has a historic and still productive winery - Val Verde Winery. Val Verde is the county there. The drinking water is so luscious, though now that there is a humongous lake, Amistad, from which water for town is also brought, it's not the pure, untreated water I knew as a kid. Amistad is literally across the International Border between Texas and Mexico, created by damming up a gorgeous canyon through which flowed the old Devil's River - which flooded frequently - and is also fed by the Pecos River further west and nearer the ranch - and of course, the Rio Grande. Amistad is very deep and very broad - and very blue, which is lovely against the white cliffs that contain it.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Well, James, welcome back - and thank you! - I am rather small and at least technically, a lady; not a young one; so good that you omitted that standard adjective! :-) tee hee.

I hope you knew I was trying to be amusing. Sure you did! It made you smile! That's wonderful! :-) You've made me smile, too. (And forced to own up that maybe I WAS fishing for lovely compliments you've now stated indirectly!) I'm so pleased you've returned and I hope you may find smiles from other of my hubs! I certainly will be perusing more of yours.

BTW - I love the Cowardly Lion avatar! He's a favorite of mine, though I truly doubt you're cowardly, - but, rather, are more like the lion AFTER visiting the wizard!


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InCourage 4 years ago from North Carolina

You're wonderfully adorable. And if you are fishing for compliments then you definitely using the right bait. I think that we could be friends!

Thanks for the compliment on the Avatar... My lovely wife drew it for me. She's quite the artist... I think y'all would have a lot in common.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Thank you! - What a nice compliment that is! Perhaps I'm a better fisherperson than I described above to Alan (arb)!

Will be great to be friends with you - and your wife. You'll find HP a fantastic place for friendships. I'm thinking of a man (and his precious wife, though she's not a hubber) you'd like: http://hubpages.com/@daveprice Many more good folks here - Alan is tops.

I'd just left the computer to fix a bite to eat, but rushed back to it to add that I immediately noticed and appreciated your play on words "InCourage". I do love to see people wanting to EnCourage others rather than to discourage them, - or to ignore & do neither. My feeling is that people are famished for being honestly recognized and appreciated for who they know they really are;- and that much of the ills that exist can't help but be more improved than worsened by it. It sometimes requires being more broad-minded than might be one's first impulse. But what does one person really know of the whole person within another? We need to extend benefit of doubt where we really are in no position to judge - or might tend to jump to hasty conclusions. And even if someone's view are opposite, we can learn things and they are surely encouraged to be kinder and more tolerant themselves if that's the treatment received.

Your wife is certainly a 'feeling' artist. Her Bert Lahr lion expresses interest in things, willingness to give benefit of any doubts, a good mind and surely, - a big generous heart! :-) What's not to like?


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InCourage 4 years ago from North Carolina

Again, very perceptive of you. I'd like to one day, perhaps, launch a magazine... and call it InCourage. We will see and time will tell.

I agree with the idea that we should endeavor to discover a person... And also lament the fact that most people fail to understand that 'Being' is not a set point on a map but rather it is the Journey that we are taking... to define someone eternally is to discard the potential for growth or for change, which is an inevitable and beautiful part of the experience that we call life.

Jumped over and visited your website. Wonderful!

I will check out Dave Price...

Hey, you're an artist so I will share one of my wife's more provocative works with you... Mind you, we are the Senior Pastor's for a rural church so this was Scandalous! http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqrinliBOO1qigei...


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arb 4 years ago from oregon

Me suggest? I wouldn't dream! It is, indeed, enough to be held. To embrace what stays forever.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Thank you, James, for visiting my website! It gets short-shrift of my time/attention now that I'm so involved with Hubpages. But dear to me.

Your wife is a REAL artist. Lovely painting! Scandalous, maybe, to a rural congregation, but simply divine by artistic standards.

A friend here who visits me regularly is an assistant minister of the in-house congregation within a Christian Care Center for elderly, started by his father, a minister, and where his elderly mother now resides. John grew up fully under the auspices of church scrutiny & is VERY VERY controlled by it still, at almost 60, - in most ways. He writes the church bulletin, frequently asks me to proof-read it and then, after it's done & printed, likes to come over here to fold, address, & tab the copies - & to watch DVDs with me. He can be himself here. Even so, he's haunted by unseen controls.

When my darling husband was alive, John came even more often. George's memory was deteriorating & John loved to walk with him & tell him EVERYTHING he wouldn't tell ANYONE else! He could get George's wise counsel & be assured that it'd be quickly forgotten! :-)

He confides in me now, but knows I won't forget! haha. Sometimes when I'm proofing his bulletins, I find a need to caution him that the congregation mightn't be quite up to some of the more - uh - hilarious humor he's tossed in for good measure; - or even up to some of his interpretations of the religious ideas they're used to. On the other hand, I also find myself softening some of the more extreme ideas when notes of bigotry or self-righteousness creep in, which the folks would accept, but - why encourage those? John usually agrees but isn't attuned to noticing them.

It happens that I was boarding-schooled for my senior year in H.S. and the first several years of college under the influence of the same fundamental church as his, so have a keen sense of it. I'm a person of faith but not of church, James, and my faith is a bit unorthodox. It's my own - and, probably, in close harmony with Jesus'. I feel "there is no problem" - how could there be if God is God?

Anyway I have all the preliminary credentials, from sprinkling as an infant (Mother was Methodist - Dad a non-practicing Mennonite); & then had enlightened immersion as a teenager when I was sent away to school where Bible classes were required & memorization of bunches of it, as well. I know the traditional hymns, with and without instrumental accompaniment & know that none of that really matters unless one IS and KNOWS inside. Some of the formality seems more frequently to block that inner being and knowing than to enhance it. Forgive me if I'm amiss. It's probably deeply internalized now, though.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

No, of course you wouldn't be so crass as to suggest such a thing, whatever it was! :-)

And, yes, dear Alan - it is by far enough to be held and to embrace what stays forever - knowing it is and does!!


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nemanjaboskov 4 years ago from Serbia

Nellie Anna, I will not say much, but I will say that your poetry is truly amazing... You are a warm individual, and this you demonstrate with every word you write and, I suppose, say.

Also, the watercolor you shared with us, Lake O' the Pines, is simply wonderful.

Thank you very much, dear!

Nemanja


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Nemanja - How gracious you are! Thank you for the lovely words. I'm not really a landscape artist, but that effort captured a treasured memory of our many campings at Lake O' the Pines.

I am sure I have some 35mm photos of some of our trips. I should find and publish them in a little picture-article about it. We always listened to lovely music there, too. They were wondrous days. I can almost hear the sounds and smell the aromas - in various seasons.


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nemanjaboskov 4 years ago from Serbia

Nellie Anna, I am sure you have wonderful memories, as it seems to be a wonderful place to be :)

I would love to see those photographs with some of your wonderful poetry intertwined with them...


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Maralexa 4 years ago from Vancouver, Canada and San Jose del Cabo, Mexico

My dear Nellieanna, what a special treat it is to read your beautiful hubs. I come away feeling refreshed and somehow more beautiful myself. Your watercolours and the layout of your hub flow with stunning aristocratic grace. I always learn (and appreciate) as much from your comments as your hubs.

Thank you for sharing your very exceptional gifts. Your admiring fan, Marilyn


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Thank you for the words of encouragement! :-)


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daisyflowrs 4 years ago from Richmond, VA

It was hard to pick but my favorite part is -

Holding my first grandchild for pix,

On her other granny's verandah, -

Southern Indiana, 1976,

I was born the Bicentennial year. I had to ruin the beauty and fun that is written above; however, I must share how I feel about the gift of air. I have an older brother, who, when we were younger would hold me under the covers and let his butt do the talking. Those days are gone now, he has grown. Don't be mistaken, I have just been replaced by his wife (poor girl). I still at times remember how air can be taken for granted. See, I have a son. He is 5 now, and I guess boys are born with the innate knowledge, no, stupidity, that it is funny to pass the gas, hold the covers over your head and play dumb-as*.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Marilyn, Thank you for a lovely comment! I'm so pleased that you came and enjoyed my hub! Yes, comments can be as much a part of the process as the hub itself. It's how we relate to each other as writers and one of the reasons (for me, anyway) to write here, among others who also write and care about the process!


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

ohmygosh, Daisy! You surely DO have a special feeling for and about air!! I wonder if my son ever did that 'game' with his sister! Possibly so. I suppose boys are naturally inclined to be interested in bodily functions, especially if they can heckle girls about them.

Well, my brother was not always a joy, for sure, but he was 10 when I was born, so he'd somewhat grown out of that kind of mischief, I suppose, by the time I was old enough to be taunted with that sort of stuff. He did yell at me and made me wait on him like a slave, though. He already had two older sisters when I came along, and had threatened to throw me out the window (a house built up 5 or so feet off the ground) if I turned out to be another sister. I'm not sure he ever forgave me for not being a little brother, but the relationship was fairly tenuous - always.

Thank you for the visit and funny story! Hugs (So you're the age of my granddaughter! She has two older teenagers now!)


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daisyflowrs 4 years ago from Richmond, VA

I don't know that males grow out of this sort of 'game'. My brother was 6'4" in 9th grade. I stopped growing in 6th grade at a grand 5'4". You can imagine my upbringing demise. I waited to have my son. I wanted to finish graduate school and my career before trying to raise a human. Had I known he would outsmart me at 4 yrs. old, I wouldn't have waited. He could have helped me write some papers in grad. school:)


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Jaggedfrost 4 years ago

What lovely pictures

on display

once in mind

still the lovelier for distillation

Ever the keeper of beautiful things

the air you breath freely

makes me want

to find where you find it

not for the lack here

you make it seem

nice


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arnirob 4 years ago

"Life's a boomerang.

it's really a good meaning of life.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Daisy, your son is a wonder! Funny. He probably really could've helped you with grad school papers! Surely by 5, he could've What a kid! He'll keep you on your toes!

I was 5'4", fully grown. Now I'm 5'2". Bones still straight, just shorter! Speaking of on one's toes - this makes it even better exercise reaching for things on top shelves! :-) But I do have affinity for top things.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Hello, JF. Ah, yes. This air I know is nice. Much of its niceness is in perception of it. Enjoy your distillation. Thank you for coming by and for your lovely comments!


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Arnirob - Yes, it's one valid face of life. Glad you appreciate it. I notice you are new to HubPages. Welcome aboard! I look forward to your publishing more!


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DREAM ON 4 years ago

Air oh wonderful air that we all share.I take a fresh breath of air filling up my lungs that's the same air you have been breathing long before I appeared.I laugh, I giggle.It must be in the air.I think you put it there.Each of my hairs on my head suddenly stand straight up.I take another breath and they begin dancing side by side.I cringe my eyes and roll my lips what is this?I am slowly being changed by things beyond my imagination.I take another gulp this time a little hesistant.My toes begin to curl and my nose begins to wiggle.I begin to laugh as I can't believe my eyes.The air must be super fresh.As it trickles down my spine and I hear every note on the musical scale play.I never expected this on a Wednesday.This time I breathe my air slow through my nose the air goes.Each of my eyes begin to glow like a moon on the darkest night.I take one more breath and unknown to me the air pushes my stomach in and out like a man on a pogo stick that won't stop.I don't know what will happen next.I can't stop breathing this air you proclaim is the best.You are right as I have never felt so perfect and powerful.My muscles begin to flex and all of a sudden my arms begin to stretch.They reach high in the sky.They keep growing when they stop I will let you know.All I say is I keep hugging everyone I see.That makes me feel great.Your air poem has a mind of its own.It flows like Niagra Falls powerful and majestic a beauty one can never take all in.We can try to try.Each time we experience a new feeling one that mystifies every feeling we have ever felt.Nellieanna has truly showed us all what Mothers day is all about.Happy belated Mothers Day.My kindness comforts your steps.My passion opens your door.My creativity carries you to new places.For it wasn't for mothers I would be nomore.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Aw-w-w-w-w Dream On - your comment has me smiling and laughing gently out loud. That is a poem, dear heart. You should make it into one and publish it as a hub! (without the references to me, of course).

It's too good to hide here! Thank you, my friend. You've cheered my Wednesday. ( I confess that I overslept and have just now gotten dressed and come downstairs to my laptop.) Keep breathing.

In the hub I should have mentioned that in certain eastern faiths, The Breath (I believe it's called the Prana) is part of observing the faith. Ever since I heard of it years ago, I've valued those REALLY deep (diaphragm) breathings which only come when one is in harmony throughout one's mind, body and heart. Relaxation helps bring it on, along with good stretching of the body and clearing of the mind. It does wonders for one's outlook and even helps one's wrinkles! :-)


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kittythedreamer 4 years ago from the Ether

This is a beautiful poem and so timely for me. I have been very connected with the element air in the past few years, even more so this year than ever before. I've just come to love the wind, the breeze, watching it blow through the trees...even animals that are of the air such as birds, butterflies, bees, and dragonflies. Loved this poem hub!


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DREAM ON 4 years ago

This poem is yours to do what you wish.It can stay on as a comment and join the many other friends that have come to pay you a visit.You can snazz it up or give it some dazzle then let your mind let it travel.For me the beauty you teach lies far beneath the words.It is from my veins that you make my blood pump.You spent your time in the past giving me hints to set me straight.I am a wanderer and a wonderer both combined that makes me who I am.I am a rough rock that waits the tide to make me smooth.I am a flower waiting for water to grow.I am a distant star that still shines that has burned out a million years ago.Each day I see happiness in the wings.I look to turn that happiness into greatness that the world can enjoy.But for now I am man with a heart of a boy.Young and interested in everyone and everything.My heart beats faster than I can fathom.To life : a wonderful life is all I ever expected and I far from exceeded that with every breath of air I exhale it is you that has made music that other people hum.God Bless and may we reach a new horizon with each shining sun.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Kitty - ! That's great! I realize you have a sense of both the natural and the so-called 'supernatural' - which is just natural only more so. :-)

Thank you for your lovely comments - I'm most pleased that my hub inspired them!


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Dream On - You just don't know what an inspiration your good spirit is! It's refreshing to see a person living the bounty of a good spirit as you do! Any little influence I may have had in your expressing yourself, - well, I'm most pleased! Hugs.

Thank you for the permission to use the lovely words you wrote here as I see fit. Well - I see fit to allow them to express YOU here as they do so beautifully!


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SidKemp 4 years ago from Boca Raton, Florida (near Miami and Palm Beach)

Lovely in so many ways. Voted up and beautiful, and shared.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

SidKemp - Thank you! Lovely comment and votes are appreciated. Hugs.


Faith Reaper 4 years ago

Nellieanna, what a blessing it is to read your sweet flowing words. This piece refreshes the soul. Voted Way Up


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Faith, you're such a dear! Thank you! Big hugs!


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Victoria Lynn 4 years ago from Arkansas, USA

What beautiful thoughts put together with gorgeous photos. I love the poem about air. The cat poem is especially cute, too. Great hub!


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Victoria Lynn What a lovely comment. Thank you!! I'm so pleased that you liked it.


Vincent Moore 4 years ago

I would love to breath back that air of the pleasant past of all the places I to had fun, rolling down the hills of green, searching for lost coins that fell from others pockets roll. Swimming once more in the water hole where we played tarzan and jane as we swung on our tire in the air and flopped head or behind first into the waiting cool refreshing pool.

Yes to breath back that air of youthful playful days, I dream and I drift along with your words. They are always music to my ears, heart and soul. Loved all of this my friend, your talent to move our hearts is classic. Hugs from me to you.


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Nellieanna 4 years ago from TEXAS Author

Ken, we really do get to choose which memories to review, even more than we could choose the actual experiences of the past as they were occurring. So we can choose to review the rolling down those hills and coin gathering, the water hole and all that fun as Tarzan and swinging into the pond amid the laughter and screeches of fun instead of choosing to dwell in the darkness as often. Both are past and gone, after all. Now they are ours to use as we choose. But when we choose to review them, they are part of our present experience!

You're valuable and loved, with so much to give. Love you. Nellieanna


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shanmarie 3 years ago from Texas

What lovely memories to include in your poem, memories as vital as air.

I really like your poem about life being a boomerang and love the one that immediately follows. Also, that sunset is by far more breathtaking than anything seen around here, even with all the beautiful colors that sometimes come with it. :)


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

My dear Shan, those verses are truly meaningful. Thank you for singling them out. It's been a year or so since I've really read this page and its comments. I've felt lifted myself by its messages and comments! It does seem that my hubs, no matter the brevity of their bodies, require time to read if also reading the comments! haha. Wonder why . . .? Maybe the ahem - poet is more verbose when writing prose? :-)

There are some truly glorious sunsets out there. So little verticality to interfere between the distant horizon and one's viewing point! The air so clear that the colors aren't diffused. Then comes the incredible night sky!

I've a weakness for sunsets, but sunrises are lovely too. Out there, it's not unusual to see a huge moon rising on the opposite horizon to the one behind which the sun in all its glory is simultaneously retiring!


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

OOPs - my reply was sluggish appearing so I'd clicked "POST COMMENT" more than once - and it posted twice! So I'm editing it away and replacing it with this!

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