As The Mind Wanders

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  • In 1890 William James suggested, and it remains to this day a commonly accepted definition of attention: “Everyone knows what attention is. It is the taking possession by the mind, in clear and vivid form, of one out of what seem several simultaneously possible objects or trains of thought”.

Yes, we know about that focused thought, if we've applied our minds to concscious tasks: doing our taxes, designing and building intricate projects, solving problems and puzzles, reading and studying thought-provoking documents or books.

We also find mind's other possible trains of thought, which seem not to involve this consciously deliberate 'taking possession' of fully conscious thought or subject-matter as it applies to the externals around us.

Rather, in less focused, conscious states, the mind allows itself to inwardly wander and meander in search of its most imaginative, creative thoughts and to stroll freely, exploring its own fascinating mental terrain where it can stretch itself, uninhibited, among the possibilities. It is in this state that it can embellish our tenderest desires, investigate our motives and frustrations, solve our dilemmas and quieten our fears; and in it, can almost miraculously initiate our creation of wondrous works of art, literature, or music. The actual development of such works moves to a more focused, conscious level, where we can bring them into more tangible reality.

Poetry-writing and other creative arts may be born in either mental realm, - or both. Inspiration may come as a conscious focus on one's internal thought and feeling, which might have been consciously ignited by external beauty being observed or impressive events experienced, which, in turn, may bring forth the creative response; or it may simply arise to consciousness in a fully attentive state without first dipping into one's internal resources. When that happens, we are aware of and fully in charge of it, from onset to completion.

But, sometimes more surprisingly, it arrives so sub-conciously and spontaneously that it awakens one from sound sleep or snaps one out of deep day-dreaming, descending like an "AHA moment", so powerful that one must hurry to try to write it down, or paint it, or sing it, whatever one's inspiration is, at the precise moment one becomes "aware" of it, before the inspiration slips back into the recesses of one's creative mind, where it may silently remain, or from where it may again arise in another state of receptive sub-consciousness pushing to the surface for another temporary moment!

That receptive state and its operative effects are what this hub's poetry is about.

In the still of the night


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I’m merely the conduit for words I think,

But know not from whence they come;

Nor are they really mine.

They come from timelessness;

I may go not from thence they come.


Groggily, I must capture them

Before they vanish

Back to their ether homes,

And write them down

On whatever is around.


If I'd lived in ancient times

I'd need to etch on stones;

Or, if in Middle Ages,

Find quill and parchment

To inscribe the borrowed tomes.


But now it's cellphone keyboard

In early morning's light,

Grasping for eyeglasses to see

Its screen on which to write

Those words that dawn on me.


Oh! Say you, - but it is mine, -

This mind that wanders through

My dreams, awake or sleeping.

Perhaps it is, by some design

Which yields it to my keeping.


Yet non- deliberate, these thoughts,

These words which simply seep

Out ephemeral regions' fleeting thread

Beyond my conscious ken

And where these feet can't tread.


No genius is mine to claim,

'Less it's openness to ponder

Mysteries that creep into this mind,

Awaken me, - arouse to follow

Wherever mind may wander.


〰©Nellieanna H. Hay



ΞξΑΩξΞ


Oh, the joy of finding IT

Among the misty caverns

Of mind’s own eye,

To be welcomed and caressed.

But being unexpressed

Is tortuous!

It’s monstrous

Losing those crystalline images,

When running out of space

In that awful borrowed place

Where mind wanders through the lace

Of intricate imaginings.


〰©Nellieanna H. Hay

But wait!

I almost caught IT

As it crossed my mind;

But it had simply fled,

Too quickly, off it sped!


I can play its cagey game.

But if I am to win

I’ll need practice

Faster reflexes, please!

Its whim seems but to tease!


〰©Nellieanna H. Hay


REALMS OF WONDERMENT


The silent intelligence in me

Which caused my single cell to break

Into a million cells,

Each to perform its purpose,

Abides yet in my body and my brain,

Wisely keeping itself working well,

Creating the person I am to be.


It's constantly creating.

It's what it does,

Whether recognized or not.

I cannot will it to or not to.

It's simply what it does.


I may ignore its signals to come out and play,

Stuff them in embarrassment at such audacity!

I may disparage its signals as merely pointless dreams,

Unkempt, Impractical, - as others try to say, -

And simply stay the same, however lame my schemes.


Or I'll embrace its signals

With tactile, tactical means,

And welcome from sub-consciousness

Its wondrous fleeting machine,

With retinue to polish and refine

In consciousness, those dreams.

And so, perhaps, I'll seek and find

The keys to all I'm meant to be.


〰©Nellieanna H. Hay


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Subliminal depths

Phenomenal heights

Point the way to you.


Your sublime scent

Dazzles me.

Your dazzling mind

Amazes me.


I am here,

But where are you?


〰©Nellieanna H. Hay


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btrbell 3 years ago from Mesa, AZ

You have captured it. In all its glory! I can't even begin to tell you how much I admire your work! Up, beautiful, awesome and interesting! Thank you!


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Thank you, Randi! I was certain and hoping that we all share this phenomenon and can relate to this. It's been happening to me intensely lately, literally waking me up in the night so I'm clutching in the dark for my cellphone to grab it! ;-) Glad you like my treatment of it! Hugs.


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Jodah 3 years ago from Queensland Australia

Well done Nellieanna,

This is my favorite collection of your poetry I have read so far. I can relate to these words and the sentiment behind them. I always have to write my thoughts and sudden inspirations down immediately or they will be lost forever. I even used to write my dreams down as soon as I woke or I'd forget them totally within minutes. I was always able to interpret them so to me that was important. Voted up...awesome.


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Oh, Jodah - John, thank you! - Those are very nice words to hear!

I'm delighted that this presentation struck a chord in your experience! Truly, even if one has a good memory for more conscious ideas, these sudden flashes are so very fleeting! Yes, dreams are, too! When I remember dreams at all, past that moment in time when they can be grabbed, it's seldom the main parts, but just some incidental part that isn't the essence of the dream. They were easier to remember when I was a child, I think. Things like flying away from kidnappers stuck in my mind. :-)

I have few complaints about the passing years, and memory, so far, isn't one of them, but having to locate my glasses for capturing those moments when I've been asleep really IS one! haha. I can scribble something, either with a pen or the cellphone without them, but sometimes every small word is vital to the inspiration. After all, what we DO is paint with words, and every stroke matters!

So - you can interpret dreams! Very interesting!


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Alastar Packer 3 years ago from North Carolina

Inwardly is where the mind will often find its richest realms and a subtle guiding force that will never steer it wrong. What a refreshing forward to poetry no less than stellar and which reminds me of a select group of immortal poems from the early 19th century. Nellieanna, I must visit you more often.


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bravewarrior 3 years ago from Central Florida

Nellieanna, first I want to congratulate you on your well deserved Best Poet Award.

This series of poems are so realistic. How many times have we awakened in the night to rush for paper and pen for fear of losing the inspiration that brought us out of a deep slumber? Sometimes we catch it in time and others we only receive a fleeting glimpse and hope it returns in all its glory.

Superb poetry here!


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billybuc 3 years ago from Olympia, WA

I am a huge fan of yours, Nellieanna. I just want you to know that....this work here is an excellent example of why you were voted Best Poet....exquisite work as always.


Rayne123 3 years ago

Wow your work is beautiful and what you said before the poems, so true.

When a writer whether its songs poetry or whatever else, the words sometimes just come to you and its a cool feeling actually, its like the whole story is written for you and one must just jot down what they are hearing. That happens to me.

I love that picture with the light through the trees.

Your work is amazing and so neat looking. I must ask, how do you center your work and what do you use to divide it. Those designs you have on the page.

Blessings

Laurie


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Michael-Milec 3 years ago

Good morning Nellieanna

As you've touched untouchable, reached for unreachable ,holding to it for a precious moment to have it for share ... while the source of it remains the same : timelessness with identity of bottomless supply - disposable.

' Reaching for eyeglasses ' - to pass out when "now" prompts to record flowing thoughts for they might never come back. ( habitually I'm keeping notepads on unusual places including my lunch box...)

Thanks for this Hub, you've impressed on me , that the passing moments are at reach to make them permanent as our imagination strongly determinately persists. ( In secret corner of mind lingering question in expectation of an answer , who gets the glory, when ?)

Voted up and beautiful.


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Genna East 3 years ago from Massachusetts, USA

We write because we must.

“But wait!

I almost caught IT

As it crossed my mind;

But it had simply fled,

Too quickly, off it sped!

I can play its cagey game.

But if I am to win

I’ll need practice

Faster reflexes, please!

Its whim seems but to tease!”

Oh…yes, yes, yes. Would that I could grab a napkin, a paper slip – any writing surface will do -- before IT sometimes slides and hides away. You have expressed so beautifully, so exquisitely, that which is the imagination…this is the perfection that is Nellieanna. Voted up and far away. :-)


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Nell Rose 3 years ago from England

Hi nellianna, to read your poems, especially these because they were so awesome, I read them out loud. Purely because they are so outstanding it has to be read that way. The funny thing is, when I read them, and your others too, I always get the feeling that I have opened an old book from many years ago, and have discovered a famous poet that has now gone down in history. I know it sounds like I am over exaggerating, but it really does seem that way, you have something special that not many of us have, and its a pleasure to always read your work, nell


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BlossomSB 3 years ago from Victoria, Australia

Our creative ideas do take over our minds so completely at times and we really do need to record them quickly before they vanish again. A very interesting hub.


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wayne barrett 3 years ago from Clearwater Florida

Oh wait...you did capture it!

Brilliantly expressed my dear friend. I know that most of my work comes to me exactly as you have described. And most times it comes faster and in a greater volume than I can keep up with. My biggest challenge at times is capturing a thought while it is fresh. I do takes notes, but as time goes by, the notation does not instill within me what it did when it hit me, so trying to pen it does not do it justice to what it was when it was first birthed in my mind.

Your poetry strikes me as presented fresh and raw. It's not the technicalities of form or rhyme, but rather presented naturally and from the heart.

You are a beautiful poet, and your artwork, painted in words, exemplifies your inner beauty.


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marcoujor 3 years ago from Jeffersonville PA

I cannot think of a place I would rather my mind wander than in your garden of beautiful poetic musings, dear Nellieanna.

Simply lovely, like you. Hugs, Maria


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Vellur 3 years ago from Dubai

Wanderings of the mind beautifully and vividly expressed. I can see the images in your words. Great poems. Voted up.


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Hello, Alastar! I'm a great admirer of yours, who also want to get on with reading more of your works. Your repertoire of fascination historical hubs is especially appealing to me, and particularly because they seem centered around American history. As a history buff, I've more or less neglected ours, but am discovering in my family genealogy many ties to it, from early in it, so I must look into your work more! I started out following you with full intention of doing so because all your writing interests are attractive.

I'm honored that you like my hub, its preamble and parts. It's a subject dear to me. The way the mind works, both behind the scenes and in the middle of things presents much food for thought! I'm humbled that you compare my work with immortal poems from the early 19th century! Perhaps I'm a bit beneficent iconoclast and a bit very old-fashioned. I can't really claim any one style or time as my guide, though I'm a great fan of Emily Dickinson and Jane Austen, so there you go. But any similarity with my work is purely coincidental!


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Shauna, my dear friend! Thank you for the congratulations. I'm so unused to winning things, that I'm still a bit overwhelmed. What I most like about this award is that it is from my peers!

Ah, yes. This is a very realistic subject, with which most of us are intimately familiar! I've usually used paper and pen for trying to capture those flashes of inspiration, too. In fact, I've only fairly recently ever initially written anything any other way. But one chilly night when an inspiration awakened me, I realized that my cellphone was within reach without departing my warm covers, being there with its alarm set for morning, and being faster than getting ahold of paper and pen and a solid surface on which to write! What a discovery, though I guess I should also keep my glasses on the bedside table, as well! So all the kinks aren't worked out of that, and I've lost a few thoughts, trying to resolve them.

Still, the whole impetus to write ABOUT the process of creativity coming from that deep subconscious was from those recent several experiences. It's familiar over a lifetime, but I hadn't previously really focused on how amazing and miraculous it is in just this way!

I'm so pleased you like this!


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Billy, - well, then, it's a mutual admiration society! I appreciate your letting me know! Sometimes I feel good enough about my poetry to feel it merits a nod! It's just nice when others do, as well! Thank you so much!


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Hello Laurie, I appreciate that you enjoyed my preamble before launching the poetry. It seemed a needed introduction for this particular subject. It's one we all share in our own lives and work, you are so right.

I love music and play it, but I don't create it. Still, I can visualize that a creative musician experiences melodies and measures 'coming to' him just as words come to me. I am a designer and have experienced sudden flashes of insight as to what 'works' in that area, though more often they 'come' with the doing, when one starts with the merest bit of an idea and then it almost builds itself.

You describe how it is for a write of stories, in which the plot unfolds in a similar way, but can escape if you don't jot it down right then.

Isn't that picture lovely? It suited this so well. It's sort of an example of how the elements of a design seem to come together almost magically.

About my hub designs, Laurie, I simply use the few options the HP Core Capsules allow. I rarely use the Suplementary capsules. They offer little for and don't fit poetry especially, and many of my hubs are poetry. They are interesting for other types of hubs, however.

The only centering allowed in the Core Capsules is with the video and photo capsules. In text capsules, no choice is offered to center or to align the material on right or left within them, or to center the whole capsule.

You can choose to position a whole capsule on the right side of the page, or just leave it in default on the left.

There is an indent function which is chosen by clicking the quotation marks (") icon in the capsule task bar. You can indent all of the text or part of it, but only the indent amount allowed in that option.

You can bullet or number items of text.

But these are about the only options available, other than line or paragraph spacing up and down within a capsule. All the choices are located in the icons and arrows in the task bars at the top of each capsule and in its Edit mode.

So you just have to work within the options till you like your arrangement, which is the essence of design. One experiments, 'eyeballs it' and senses it to achieve pleasant effects. Anyone can, and each will achieve unique individual results.

Making a webpage 'from scratch' gives one unlimited options, IF one knows the codes and 'language'. But Hubpages has set up simple pre-set non-technical options for us to actually create mini-webpages to showcase our main skills, WRITING. Hubpages simply takes care of the codes and web-language in the background behind our 'plain English' choices. So our webpages here can be quite simple and unembellished, or just a little more individualized, by using the options allowed.

Anyway, hope this answers your question somewhat. I really appreciate your kind comments! Thank you!


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Michael, what lovely comments. They show such deep understanding and appreciation. Thank you! I hope it may have helped you to feel your own power of imagination! Don't worry about who gets the glory. You do, when you heed your imagination and thought and put it down in words! It really all comes to you, through you and from your being. We're made that way!!


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Dear Genna. Oh yes! We do write because we must, as Victoria Page in "The Red Shoes" danced because she must. It's more than a choice. It's imperative. Only today I discovered a old box of my poetry written on scraps of paper, backs of envelopes and on every size and kind of note paper! Unfortunately some is in pencil and has been around so long, it's all I can do to read it!

But each bit of it happened in those urgent moments when we just HAVE TO write it down. It may become elusive once written down, but if it's not written, it becomes completely lost in vapor!

That subject is to me so fascinating in itself, it bore writing about! Thank you for your appreciation of it! Hugs.


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Oh, my, - dear Nell. It's the supreme test to read poetry aloud, isn't it? If it's awkward, it 'shows itself' immediately, out loud! I'm honored you trust mine that much!

Whatever that 'something special' is, I believe each of us has our own 'something special' that no one else has. If mine has the flavor of another 'era', then surely that's mine! I like that, though it just happens: it's not intentional. So - thank you!


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Blossom, oh yes! Indeed they do take over our minds in those creative moments! It's such a 'rush' when it happens. I guess that's the word for it. Other than chocolate and coffee, I've never had one stimulated by tangible 'substances', I guess! Mine arise from creativity. It just feels so good!

Glad you found my treatment of it interesting. Thank you!


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

I love your 'Oh wait…you did capture it", Wayne. Wonderful!

Yes, yes, yes! I know exactly what you mean! So often when I try to get the inspiration down tangibly, what I get down is not quite what I know it was at that moment it occurred. Sometimes, it's almost metamorphed into another form altogether, maybe as goo; but I miss what it should have been like I miss a friend who called and I didn't open the door or answer the phone in time!

I pay so little attention to 'technicalities' and 'form' in writing poetry, not because I couldn't, if I sought to, but because I've simplyrelied on and enjoyed writing my own style so long for my own purposes, (which I didn't impose on others till lately), that now I simply prefer it. If no one else liked it, I'd just keep doing it for my own pleasure, much as I play the piano, not too well, but satisfyingly to me. Fortunately, my poetry fares better than my piano playing ever would. But I enjoy each the way I do them, anyway, for their own sake. I've found that if one can satisfy oneself, that's one more than one can usually satisfy others.

Honestly, it took me many years to finally 'know me' well enough to trust 'me' as I am. Poetry helped by allowing me to express myself for my own uses verbally with such abandon and being safe from too many pressures to conform which dominated much of my early life. I wasn't 'writing poetry'. I was pouring myself out. So, yes, - I guess the results are 'natural' and from the heart. What else could they be? Thank you for perceiving. It feels good!


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Maria, my much loved friend! - I miss seeing you more, but I am aware that you're doing many wonderful things, for which I'm glad!

Likewise, I cannot think of anyone I'd rather have wandering around my garden of musings! Thank you! What a lovely compliment! Big hugs!


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Vellur, friend. What could be more gratifying than for my reader to see images in my words! I'm humbled and pleased! I'm smiling! Thank you!


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Pamela99 3 years ago from United States

Nellieanna, you have certainly captured and beautifully written the wanderings of the mind and I relate so well to each and every word. As I said before, your poetic talent is just marvelous in such a joy to read


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Dear Pamela, Thank you! It's a joy for me to read that my offering both related to your experience and that the poetry about it was readable and pleased you! As a writer and a poet, if I'm honestly able to do that, it is the greatest of rewards and awards! Hugs.


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shanmarie 3 years ago from Texas

Here I am, here I am! See, told ya I read it. Hehehe. ;) Thought I'd actually leave a comment on the hub rather than just through the FB messages.

This hub is actually one of my favorite hubs of yours. It's entirely relatable and filled with truth. Beautifully expressed. Faster reflexes, indeed a writer can only hope! Now, though, I must say it might be impossible to pick just one favorite hub or poem of yours.

Oh, Nellieanna, you're a rare gem, both as a person and a poet. So glad to know you!


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Well, hello, Shannon! I'm glad you did leave your comment here. Nice as comments about hubs are when mentioned on FB, they do get lost in the shuffle; whereas here, they stay with the hub itself. In fact I save my comment threads in the folders for each of my hubs. Comments in FB about a hub quickly are lost in space.

I'm delighted this hub is relatable, as well as truthful. But it is about an experience common to so many of us who write.

But much poetry is pretty, but one can see it as relating only to the writer, going no further. Its truth seems personal only or mainly to the writer, as well. Nothing 'wrong' with that and we probably seldom, if ever, set out to 'make' our poetry relatable to others as we write it. But when it happens that it is, it's very soul-satisfying.

Thank you for your lovely compliments!


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Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

Voted up and awesome. Nell this was a wonderful poetic journey. As those poetic inspirations and thoughts come drifting by we must reach out and grab then quickly every time. Passing this on.


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Glad you came by, Rasma, and especially that you found this applicable to how it is for us poets and other writers, indeed, for most creative artists, surely. When inspiration comes to us, it may not linger long! So if we don't, as you say, reach out and grab it THEN, it is most likely to vanish. Thankk you for coming by and for passing it along.


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drbj 3 years ago from south Florida

Most beautiful and most profound, Nellieanna, but I am not at all surprised. Your poetic talent continually amazes. True! And your selection of videos/songs was perfect.

So happy that the wandering mind turned out to be a treatise on writing creativity and not a symptom ... if you know what I mean. :)


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Tee hee; - there's a difference? hehe - - ;-)

Thank you, dear friend. I so appreciate your kind and encouraging comments! I like this music a lot, too.

Hugs!


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Faith Reaper 3 years ago from southern USA

Oh, dearest Nellieanna, how beautifully you have written of such a phenomenon for it happens just as you have written here! You are so wise. Yes ... in my sleepiness, such inspiration comes and I then think on it so hard, thinking I must, must, must remember such ... but alas, when I do not write it down, it is like a vapor ... then as you say ...tortuous is the perfect choice of a word when attempting to recall it. Lesson learned, to grab something to scribble it on went it hits ... those meanderings of our mind. Now, I must pull off to the side of the road for it will hit me then, or it will be gone by the time I arrive at home.

These are such lovely poems here as always, and my favorite one which just really grabbed me and surprised me, ending in your question, is that last one there. Love it!

You are more beautiful and valuable than the rarest of gems on this planet.

Up and more and sharing

Hugs and love to you,

Faith Reaper


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Oh, my. Thank you, my dear! I'm not wise so much as experienced! One tends to 'get the message' after so long a time! But I so appreciate your lovely compliment!

This really is a phenomenon common to all us writers, I'm sure, especially poets, although inspiration for any writing isn't necessarily verse or prose in its inception. It may be both!

The thing about 'trying to think and remember these inspirations is that, since they don't originate in full consciousness, they aren't available to consciousness and can' be summoned from it!

(I'm going to fuss at you, though. I'll call on my seniority to do it: driving & texting??? OK - no more of that. Just know I value you so greatly & do not wish that added danger for you! I'll hush now.)

Hugs and love back atcha!


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aviannovice 3 years ago from Stillwater, OK

Time ebbs and flows, and with it comes great and wonderful things to be embraced. Embrace yourself and your fortitude. Life did not come with an owner's manual, so pray do the best that you can. Godspeed!


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Thank you, Deb. Of course. Each moment of life is a challenge to be lived and enjoyed with all one's heart. I appreciate your kind words.


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Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

Beautiful work Nellieanna. Your words always sound like you have a spiritual awareness to everything and all.

You captured the essence of inspiration perfectly. A pleasure to read.

Anna


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Thank you so much for that lovely comment, Anna! I do have a spiritual awareness and sensitivity. I’m delighted (but not surprised) that you sensed its effects! Hugs.


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MartieCoetser 3 years ago from South Africa

So many 'its' cross my mind daily - words, ideas, all of them embryos of one or the other creation. I wish I could catch them all. The fact that I have to let them go saddens me as earning my daily bread an other priorities consume most of the 24 hours of a day and also my energy. I have a list as long as my arm of things I would like to do, such as spending more time in my garden... and and and....

Yet, I am happy, because the things I manage to do is worth doing, delighting and captivating :)

Profound, thought-provoking and inspiring hub!

Love you lots, Nellieanna!


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Thank you, my dear Martie! I know - those essential parts of future masterpieces invade one’s mind constantly, but flee as rapidly as they breeze by!

The only way, I guess, to capture them all would be to be hooked up to a master-computer which could read and record them ‘in flight’. But then, if it was all about clinging to the input, one would be too confined to explore and be newly inspired OR to let the fleeting inspirations settle and formulate into articles, poems and other outputs worthy of their value!

So I suppose it’s our lot to lose more than we can salvage of those lovely inspirations, just so we can keep a few to lovingly mold into poems and brilliant articles! As you say, even writing itself is not the entire purpose of one’s being! Those other arms-length lists of important things to be given attention also deserve their own part of one’s time, as well!

Then there are the TDLs, - those tiresome details of living, - which absorb vast quantities of one’s time, including, but not limited to, laundry, dental & vision emergencies, cooking, grooming, cleaning, taking out the trash - - all that tiresome stuff that must be done whether we relish it or not - and - “. . . if not by me, then by whom?” Lately all sorts of those TDLs have crept into my days! But, this too, is fuel for thought if one lets it be! Only dangerously tiresome if it wears out one’s verve! That’s a-not-a-gonna happen here! No, sirree sir!

Love you too, Martie and thank you for the gracious words you left for me! Hugs!


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DREAM ON 2 years ago

There is so much to say about your hubs I would first like to congratulate you on all your accomplishments. The Best Poet award sparkles in the light. I hear people from miles around can see it. When I read your poems I am in a dream.Many of your words reach me on an unconscious level. I grasp the beautiful meanings but they also slip away suddenly like an idea in hand. So I find myself reading them over and over again learning new words and new thoughts. I have to be the slowest reader on the Hubpages because I often read one line and then close my eyes to visualize what I want to see. Then I go to the next line and do the whole process all over again. Then after the whole hub is read I go back and see all the pictures and videos you picked.I am always delighted by your unique selection. There are many people we meet in life that change us a little bit. I am happy to say your ideas and spirit change me a lot. I love your energy level. I think it is through the roof. I can't thank you enough for finding the time to write and comment on so many hubs. I read a fellow hubbers hub and then I read the comments down the page.When I come across yours I am blown away. You find the time to explain in great detail what you loved and how it relates to your life. I have a new hobby reading someones comments first and then I read the hub. It keeps me focused on the hub and makes my mind search for different things.I become the detective and I have been given the clues. I know that might sound out there but that's my thoughts go and I follow them with all my passion. I think of your hubs as comfort foods that I can have anytime of day and I smile and feel great. I don't want to go off on a tangent and lose my train of thought. Keeping focused and letting only my best and kindest thoughts filter through. Thank you with my deepest sincerity. Your hub tickles my creative ideas and stirs up so many like beef stew in crock pot cooking with so many delicious vegetables with it.I watch it cook for hours and the more I wait the more excited I become. As I fight off every temptation. I can't wait any longer. Once again you have done it again.Thank you.


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Nellieanna 2 years ago from TEXAS Author

Oh, my, dear DreamOn - Mike. You’ve quite bowled me over with your kindness and, once again, with your endearing traits which make you so lovable! I’m quite honored that you’ve visited my hub and left your heart-felt compliments and simply let your own sweetness flow forth.

I truly don’t think about the poet award unless someone brings it up, but it was quite a lovely honor, especially in that it was the result of votes by the people who regularly read and enjoy my poetry. The best awards of all for me are the colleagues and friends who, like you’ve just now done, come visit my work and share your impressions of it and tell me how it makes you feel. Thank you so much! Hugs.


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LadyFiddler 2 years ago from Somewhere in the West

Nicely Done Nelli :)

Keep up the good work


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Nellieanna 2 years ago from TEXAS Author

Thank you, LadyFiddler ~ and it's nice to know you! I visited your hub site and left a comment on one of your hubs. You've a real way with words!


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bigj1969 2 years ago from glasgow

Only word to describe your work.superb.your writing is fantastic.


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Nellieanna 2 years ago from TEXAS Author

Thank you so much, John. I'm so pleased that you like my work.

I've been 'off' for a while and am missing it. I've carpal tunnel syndrome in my right wrist and hand so I can only be on the computer for very brief periods. But it is refreshing to come reread some of my hubs and especially to find some comments! In fact, reading in general has taken precedence over many of my usual activities! So many of them involve intensive use of my hands, which is probably how I got this condition and is certainly what aggravates it! I don't recommend getting it.


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Jodah 2 years ago from Queensland Australia

I came back to reread these poems again Nellieanna.....beautiful, even a second time. I hope your carpal tunnel is improving and also that you have recovered from your fall. Sorry you haven't been able to write much, it must be very frustrating. Hope to see you back on track soon.


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Nellieanna 2 years ago from TEXAS Author

I'm so pleased, John, that you saw fit to revisit. I'm honored! Thank you. Hope you'll browse & discover some other of my older hubs along the way. Maybe the dearth of new hubs from me will kindle interest in the older stuff! ;-)

Thanks for asking about my ailments. They are improving, thankfully. It's not instantaneous, of course. Some nights I still feel like wearing my wrist brace to sleep, but most of my activities are becoming much more 'normal'. My side is better too; and my very kind nephew came over a couple of days ago and built a lovely, sturdy handrail along the brick wall of the house next to the path I was taking in process of watering the yard, as I moved from behind the bushes along from the outdoor water faucet when I misstepped and fell, teetering backwards several steps trying to maintain balance till encountering the bushes, which I tried unsuccessfully to grab, but instead fell crashing to the ground under them. It would have made an amusing video, I'm sure.

I so despise to lose my balance and/or fall. I practice & am quite adept at recovering balance if it starts to 'go'. This, however, was just too booby-trapped a scenario. However, had I not done that backwards balance 'dance', I'd surely have fallen immediately and probably hit my head or some part on one of several sharp-sided concrete pads which had been the foundation for an old unused hot tub which I had had removed when it was becoming a mosquito hangout. I'd left the pads there, thinking I might get a tool shed installed on them. So I 'merely' crashed onto the ground, which was much less damaging but my side was exposed because I was in process of turning to my left trying to grab one of the bush's too-limber branches, which, of course, failed me! It's all rather funny in retrospect. In fact, as I lay on my side under the bush in the dirt, aghast at my bleeding leg full of dirt and wondering how or if I could get up from there, I was already becoming a bit amused at the absurdity of the situation. . . . er . .. . I'm not as empathetic as I might be with "old folks", y'know - so I was getting my own comeuppance and had to give myself a horse-laugh!

Well, while down there, I considered screaming and hoping to be heard by a neighbor who had been outside before the fiasco began; but decided I'd "fallen and COULD get up!" - unlike those poor, sad cases shown on TV advertising various help-alert devices and ongoing paid services to be handy when one repeats the thing. ;-)

I'm not by any means 'down and out' but these surprise-attacks did put a crimp in my independent style. Have I mentioned that I visited the ranch (twice) in the meanwhile, which produced some other demanding & vital computer work for me, editing a lot of wildlife pix from cameras we positioned around the place to be used in various ways to help the ranch vitally. Priorities tend to dominate, especially when one's available efforts are curtailed. So I'll be writing for the love and pleasure of it as I can get back into gear. I do miss it terribly! Thank you for understanding that!


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Vellur 2 years ago from Dubai

Beautiful poems, each thought that comes to us is so quick to come and vanish the way it came. We must be quick to catch them with words that we write or nowadays type out. Beautifully expressed, love your poetry.


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Nellieanna 2 years ago from TEXAS Author

Thank you, Vellur! Yes - we must sometimes be quicker than the flash-thought which comes and goes almost in an instant. It's an experience that's so familiar to all of us who write and think in writing terms.


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DREAM ON 2 years ago

I have been here before but never as thrilled as I am now.It has been awhile.I have been trying to stay focused and true to my heart.Writing and developing my clarity and soul searching at the same time. I am busy at work that keeps my body disciplined and in line. Then I can spend the rest of my time on my mind. Hope all is fantastic. I will read your hub again and watch closely how it pulls at my emotions and feelings.I always have and always will love the way you transform your words like tiny raindrops hitting the ground one at a time slowly forming a puddle. That puddle gets larger and larger to make a stream.The stream leads to a river. The river takes me all over the world. It all started with just one word. Thank you so much and may you have a beautiful night.


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Nellieanna 2 years ago from TEXAS Author

Those are most valuable focuses, Mike: - both focus itself and being true-to-oneself and one's heart. Writing is such a wondrous way to get inside oneself and locate one's real identity and true values. It should never be a big chore, though. Letting the process flow is so simple and right. After all, one is not 'making oneself up' as one goes along,- but merely uncovering oneself out from under whatever layers of 'other stuff' have been piled on and have sort of buried or hidden one's real being, - like layers of an onion's skin encase the 'live' layers' underneath! Peel off the dry dead layers and let them drift away!

Of course, for each of us, it's as different as we ourselves are different! We get to find our own pace and methods, which become clear as we move along. Whenever we can touch each other's paths, it's a special privilege! Thank you for letting me know I've touched yours - as you have touched mine!

My stuff is fantastic, though some is rather demanding. It's all good, though. Like my little childhood playmate told my mother when asked which piece of chicken she preferred, - she said, "It's all chicken!" - as she happily selected a wing. haha.

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