Realms

Filigreed in space

Attuned with time

Poetic muse now free,

Unrestrained by form.

Sometimes it’s writ invisibly on filmy page.

As if to peek and make it trace a pattern.

A filigree firmly fixed,

Insists to show its face,

Expecting me to know

Each slight expression's meaning,

Prescribed by place described in rhyme

Whose moments lost from timelessness

Drift down from every age.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Freedom never felt so tight

Nor rainbow looked so dim

I query - wonder-

Turn about

To see the heart of him.

Conclusive now,

The distance still

Enervates, conceives,

Reserves its fill,

Believes its need

To energize a moment swift

Toward the instant rift.

But now emerge beyond!

I'll find my eyes

I'll claim my light!

I'll sing my song!

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Constrain me not

In blackened tower

Of memories far gone,

Or singed upon

A fire-mount,

Too withered to be known.

I doubted ever to sing again

Nor live where once was, to be.

I longed to visit songbird's nest,

To nestle in its down.

High up in any tree.

That bottle green

I once had seen

No longer strained for me.

Its blackened crown

had melted down.

The rainbow's risen dawn

whose filter was the best,

Now gone.

And now I hear the songbird's song

I glory in its morning trills

I find the bottle washed ashore

Its message now fulfilled,

Serenity adorns me now

From now till evermore

While playing near the crest,

To rest, to dream forever more.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay