Revolving Door


This poem depicts a sense of a brief fleeting encounter, but one having deeper effects and connections. It was written about a specific experience, but one which occurs more often than just that one time.

We may feel we missed knowing someone we met only briefly, but perhaps there is often a lasting effect, either going one way or both, - a bit like a revolving door, in which one can see and behold the other person through the glass panels separating you, as he or she passes through the door going the other direction, but one has no further opportunity to make an attachment, though perhaps there could be a temptation. -

One may be tempted to go back through the other direction oneself and see if there was more connection. Then one may become aware that any connection sensed was merely iimaginary, though it can be memorable, just the same.

Do you ever wonder why, out of all the multitudes of people on the planet at the same time one is here, the actual number we get to know are often so few? Doesn't it seem a little odd that there might be others who would "click" with us who are never even seen or recognized, if they happen to pass in a crowd? What is it, one wonders, that limits us so?

Oh, of course - the internet has broken many of the earlier limitations down - but of those we know here, still, how few we really get a chance - or take a chance - to really know. Are we a little scared? Perhaps, or we may be too wrapped up in our own subjective cucoons to really peek beyond them - and risk needing to expand them more!

But what IS that all about, Alfie, as the song says?

     (Thank you Burt Bacharach and Hal David!)

This video is lengthy, but well worth it.

Revolving Door

You seemed to be a door
Appearing - suddenly,
Unlike all other doors
Or any that would be.
Cautious, careful, curious
Was my approach,
Wondering if I should,
If it is good
To try the latch.
Then swiftly,
Unexpectedly -
The other side!
Amazed, I gaze around,
I glance behind me.
There is no door!
There is no you!
I am alone!
Was I the door
That you passed through,
The other way?

If so,
Perhaps it helped you, too.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

You are

Worth your wait

In treasures

Of the heart.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay


             Have a way

            Of saying ‘we’

That makes it sound like fun!

_____© Nellieanna H. Hay

All written material is original and coyrighted by Nellieanna Hay. All graphic material is copyrighted by Nellieanna Hay, created and designed using Adobe Photoshop Elements 9.


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Mentalist acer 6 years ago from A Voice in your Mind!

My in through the out door moments have been many Nellieanna,may your's be enlightened and without too much trama.;)

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drbj 6 years ago from south Florida

Yes, Nellieanna, with Alfie it was "What's it all about?" and with Peggy Lee (remember her?) it was, "Is that all there is?"

Guess we just have to enjoy and live every moment we have without expecting to know the answers. Beautiful poetry - as always! :)

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

Mentalist - Ah - "in through the out door" reminded me of "up the down staircase". Remember that? It was a book and also a play, movie & TV series in the UK, in mid 1960s, written by Bel Kaufman. But the principle of misusing a door or staircase designed for traffic going only one way is a bit different than the function of a revolving door, which is designed to serve as both the in and out door. I remember being sort of frightened by getting into one the first time I saw one. It reminded me of "jumping in" on the playground, when the jump rope was already in motion. I suppose being monocular and therefore having no depth perception accounts for that fear as well as the sense of caution. I was developing my ability to compensate for the eye defect in real life, but as a kid, it was just an embarrassment! ;-) Thank you for the good wishes for my ins and outs, free from trauma. Good thought! And I wish you the same!

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

OH, yes, DRBJ -I remember the sultry Peggy Lee - or was she just sleepy? LOL. Well, not too sleepy when she sang "Fever!" One of her songs which bothered me was "What More Can A Woman Do?" Remember that one? ". . .if he told me that I should lie, I guess at least I would have to try. . . what more can a woman do?. . ." Yikes!! No wonder she asked "Is that all there is?"!!!! Poor thang!

LOL - Yes, it's obvious that we do not know the answers, except for as we live it - though some really expect their answers to do it - and expect others to agree that they will.

Thanks for the nice compliment - you're so kind!

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Mentalist acer 6 years ago from A Voice in your Mind!

In through the out door,to me,refers to the etherial encounters and episodes that leave one a bit confused...revolving doors are my favorite kind of door,I'll have to look up"Up the Down Staircase,only heard of it in refference,take care Nellieanna.;)

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VioletSun 6 years ago from Oregon/ Name: Marie

One can see the artist's eye in your hubs,they are works of art. How curious, why do we meet just a few people in our lifetime? The answer is there, probably deep within, but the finite mind cannot really see it. Just getting philosphical here. hehe.

Beautiful poetry and visuals!

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Hello, hello, 6 years ago from London, UK

Thank you, Nellianna, for another masterpiece which I thoroughy enjoyed.

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De Greek 6 years ago from UK

You are so consistently EXCELLENT (as opposed to good) that I have run out of praise.

And yes, I know the feeling. Coming across a complete stranger and suddenly feeling at such perfect ease with that person, that you KNOW that God designed you for each other. And then conventions get in the way, or the revolving door revolves and you are separated from each other, but you still know that she was the one...

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

I see, Mentalist. And thank you for clarifying your reference point, admitting that it sometimes leaves one confused, as so often happens as we ponder both life's inconsistencies and its wonderful opportunities and choices, - even when we occasionally may sidestep confusion by aligning them well. I always like your viewpoints ; they are ever-welcome - thank you for generously sharing!

I read "Up the Down Staircase" all those many years ago but would be hard-put to describe it, except that I think it had a tongue-in-cheek humor that appealed to a lot of people. It was a time of social upheaval, too, when a fresh viewpoint was welcomed.

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

VioletSun - You are so kind. My mother, who was an artist of some note, had a book by that title, "The Artist's Eye". Such a subtle but vital ingredient in many kinds of creativity, from painting, photography, design, architecture, writing - even music though the "eye" is the "ear" there. - But what creativity isn't improved by a keen artist's eye? I see it in your work and so many of our colleagues.

It feels very good to be recognized by YOU as having it! I sometimes try to analyze what "it" is, but frankly, it is almost indefinable. Things just either "feel right" and fit or they need further work. It's an interesting factor and one I love working with.

Yes - and the same with people in our lives. Some "feel right" and fit better and I suppose it is natural to gravitate to them. which tends to limit the field. haha. Thank you for lovely comments.

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

Hello, hello - May I just hug you tightly? Um-m-m-m! You are so kind and generous. Thank you, my dear friend and creative compatriot.

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

De Greek - wow! From you, high praise indeed! What more needs elaboration? Excellence is the best. I am elated with it, in fact! Perfection is not possible, I think.

Yes - you describe the sense of instant ease and compatibility that happens occasionally. Even if, as you say, conventions or other factors intervene, a very precious lovely connection seems to endure and give one so blessed many inner smiles.

Thank you for the lovely comments. I think of you diligently working on your book and send you good vibes!

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DavePrice 6 years ago from Sugar Grove, Ill

What a beautifully gorgeous morning, home with my family, nestled in the warmth of love and life, to be blessed with the wonderous joy of your heart. You make my heart sing! Always yours - Dave

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

DAVE! How marvelous to hear such good news that you are in the bosom of your loving family right now! It lifts my day to know it! I am so pleased you took a moment to visit my hub and leave your wondrous comment!

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ChrisLincoln 6 years ago from Orange (or Lemon...) County, California


So, having treated us to your art and your gift with the written word, you decide to give us just one more piece of yourself...

I loved your narration. It made the connection even greater.

What a wonderful start to a beautiful Sunday morning,

You bless us all,


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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

ChrisL - Thank you!! This suddenly reminded me of a fragment of another poem, which I just decided to add to this hub as an afterthought. Originally it was the entire poem, but later I added more to it. But just that fragment fits the sense of briefly making a pleasant contact and its abiding sense of having touched.

It's an overcast and chilly Sunday morning here, but it feels full of good currents. All my life, at this time of the year, my heart is in Spring, no matter what the weather! LOL. Hugs.

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christopheranton 6 years ago from Gillingham Kent. United Kingdom

Very lovely Nellieanna, and very Brief Encounter. Life is full of "might have beens". We just have to make the most of what we have.

I remember years ago coming home, and my mother told me that this absolutely lovely lady had been looking for me while I was out.

She said how much she liked me, and how sad she was to have missed me; but she never gave her name, and, to my knowledge, never came back.

Thirty five years later I am still wondering who it was.

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dallas93444 6 years ago from Bakersfield, CA

I live in a tourist area on the beach. It is called, Pismo Beach, California. My non "artist eye" did not recognize the beauty of a group of buildings I walk by everyday. I see an artist with her easel using her brush from almost the ends creating a beautiful picture from something I see everyday... ("normal scenes"). I was not aware. The subtle reflection from the stream that goes past into the ocean, the constrasts, the rainbows of colors creating a sense of timelesness and beauty integrated with nature and mankind...

Your feelings of, "we ponder both life's inconsistencies and its wonderful opportunities and choices, - even when we occasionally may sidestep confusion by aligning them well." sums up how our "awareness" may not be complete. Our "inconsistencies" may be the key clue to the "bigger picture" of what is. I had no clue of the inherent beauty of those buildings and their "settings," with reflections of tranquilty...

My "revolving door," is depicted by my avatar. It is a gate. I decide what is on the other side. I have a choice to learn and not create a revolving door of making the same mistakes and experiences the consequences...

Our Déjà vu, "already seen" can be a reference to build on... Many levels to reflect on...

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

christopheranton - how happy to see YOU - I'd been missing your presence. Thank you for visiting my latest hub!

I hope that making the most of what we have - is always appreciated for being what IS - and for being infinitely preferable to what might have been but is not! Perhaps simply recognizing that improves what IS and transforms it into exactly what our heart desires! And if not, it provides an ideal springboard for more moments in which to live & to create it, at least until all such concerns expire.

Nevertheless, there are moments - fleeting as they may be, or even prolonged except in the larger picture of a lifetime - which one would like to have investigated more fully. But when we realize that humans are almost like ants racing here and there, each involved with his or her own whims and imperatives, using each moment as seen fit, it's not too surprising that near-misses - or full misses - are inevitable.

That experience of yours is most provocative! Not only do I wonder who she was, but why she saw fit to come at all if not to make sure of more contact? Perhaps she was overcome with timidity or a sense - which 35 years ago women were still immersed in - that it was somehow inappropriate for a lady to make an initial move in such a situation. What a pity. The worst that would have happened if she'd left a name or returned would have been it would have amounted to nothing, and as it is - that's the result anyway, except for your sense of incompletion and probably - hers as well!

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

Oh, my - Dallas -i love hearing your knowledgeable and sensitive take on things. What a great personal account of the eye of an artist at work in this observation of that artist on the beach. There is this, also: her eye for a thing of beauty worthy to observe keyed into the building scene which you took for granted, but yours keyed into the lovely spectacle of her painting it - no less aware of beauty and its worth. And just look at your beautiful words describing it! So vivid, I can visualize it from the mere words, so skillfully "painted" by them.

Of course our awarenesses are incomplete -else why would we even want to continue living, exploring & pursuing greater understanding? As you say - the bigger picture - and yet bigger - may be the clue to what is, although I suspect it to be vast beyond the ability of observation, imagination, projecting, theorizing and then, still short of adequate language to begin to describe it . Mathematics, having fewer inconsistencies and more clarity attempts to but even the great mathematicians are aware of their own limits, though they pursue it with fervor fueled by a certain joy, I suspect, that the answers lie ahead of what they've found out and are well worth pursuing, level by level, theory by theory, certainty by certainty. This is awesome.

Isn't it wonderful to have both - the sense of awareness of natural beauty and an ability to put it into words or onto canvas - or into formulas - and still to be intrigued, inticed and delighted to look further, deeper, and with greater fine-tuning for better awareness? One wonders how people survive without some measure of that!

And yes, choice is a special privilege - even more, a responsibility - of human life. Plunging headlong, along with failure to learn from our experience & misjudgments - will most often be to end up in a pit of difficulty & remorse, in which the walls seem to close in further. Many a sad tale is very much like that bleak picture and most of us have tasted enough of it to have become more alert as well as much more fully aware and bereft of self-delusions.

One of my pet theories is that allowing children still under the wings of aware and caring parents - to make enough of their own mistakes at their level of experience to a degree that they can learn from consequences of their own choices, may contribute to the prevention of much more serious, if not disastrous, choices later when they are on their own. Of course - this is something requiring great wisdom and attention by parents. But children who have been so protected prior to emerging as adults that they've missed the real lessons of personal responsibility at a time when the consequences were of more reparable nature and when they still had parents to help them sort it out are thrust into a reality for which they may have been warned, but were not really prepared.

Plus a sense of infallibility can result if youngsters' overly protective parents cushion all their corners and distort their future ability to relate realistically with other peers and superiors, and may produce much disappointment when they are reminded of their fallibility, as is virtually inevitable.

I thank you from the bottom of my heart for coming and sharing your thoughts!

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sueroy333 6 years ago from Indiana

This was wonderful. I'm doing something I have not done with poems before, I'm bookmarking these to teach my child a bit about poetry.

I can't describe how my mind is wandering and jumping from thought to thought as I read your work. I, of course, smiled, at "You have a way of saying ‘we’ that makes it sound like fun!"

The thought of the door;of finding that person, losing that person, but still having peace in knowing there are other wonderful beings to know and the memories of those gone are still with you... it was moving.

I'm so glad to have found you and your talent! :O)

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

Sueroy- I'm truly honored that you want to share my poems as a teaching device for Chelsea! I've no doubt she could write good poetry. Has she done any more illustrated stories? Tell her I am nursing a plant I almost killed with love back to vigor and health. Her name is Claudia and I tell her how beautiful she is, how brave and wonderful with her lustrous new leaves. I noticed that Chelsea has a potted rosemary tree - named Stanley, isn't it? :-) And congratulations on the nuptials with Mary, her friend's rosemary tree.

Thank you for your lovely response to my poems, Sue. It's gratifying.

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maven101 6 years ago from Northern Arizona

Nellieanna...That door, that shining portal, that magic rabbit hole we all want to enter...what awaits..? Perhaps, as Auden has proclaimed. " All that we are not stares back at what we are "...

Thank you for this beautifully written poem and the lovely accompanying videos and your sweet recording...Larry

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McHamlet 6 years ago

The world is blessed to have you Nellieanna and it was wonderful to hear your voice. Your poem has me pondering in the most sublime way.

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Shyla's Nana 6 years ago

Oh, Nellieanna, you bring many smiles to a troubled world through your words. I listened to your video and it was the voice and laughter of an angel coming through my computer. You are a dear, sweet lady and someone I am richly blessed to have encountered in my life. My favorite piece that you listed was: There's still a warm spot where we touched. You have certainly touched my soul. May you continue to reach out and touch other's through your words, both written and spoken, and through your laughter. God Bless and take care.

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

Larry - thank you, most kind sir! I love the Auden quotation, It all the better points out the futility of lingering over what is not and the wisdom of focusing on what IS. Keats' "Beauty is truth, truth beauty" is a reminder to embrace the real.

I so much appreciate your looking in on my hub and letting me know you enjoyed it! :-)

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

McHamlet!!! There you are! How good to see you. I hope all is well with you!! Thank you for the visit and the wonderful complement.

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

Shyla's Nana - Thank you once more for a lovely response to another of my hubs. I'm so happy that it brought you good feelings. And isn't that something, - to feel each other's warmth even through the medium of this internet? It never ceases to amaze me. Since I first started on the internet - oh - it's actually been 14 years ago this month - I like to be real here as "in real life"; and the benefit of that is "the proof of the pudding"! I've been able to discover others who are real and become friends. :-) Thank you again, dear lady.

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tonymac04 6 years ago from South Africa

"Was I the door / That you passed through, / The other way?" I am in awe at your ability to use words to excite nerve endings! These words are so surreal, in the best sense, that they made my scalp tingle! And then you go and add, "If so, / Perhaps it helped you, too." and I'm dumbstruck!

It's almost like Christmas dinner when one has already eaten too much and yet, there is still one more taste sensation, one more little something, that one just HAS to have!

Your words fill me up and yet I still, greedily, want more because they are just so delicious!

Thanks for a superlative experience.

Love and peace


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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

WOW! Tony, that is most wonderful and humbling at the same time, coming from one with such admirable skills. What lovely simile with Christmas dinner - :-) Thank you!!!

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MartieCoetser 6 years ago from South Africa

I’m certainly going to ponder for hours over that door, Nellieanna. . How many times did I open a door to find nothing behind it? Beautiful carved wooden doors with a golden knob, but nothing behind it. But I’ve also discovered paradises behind some of them – for example behind yours, Nellieanna.

Do we really take the time to get to know others nowadays? At this stage of my life I am able to measure the depth and width of another person’s soul faster as ever before. I don’t like swallow connections, because disturbing disconnection happens during the slightest storm. I prefer ten deep connections above a hundred swallow ones.

Thanks for this thought-provoking poems, dear friend. You know how much I admire you. Take care.

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

Martie - I'm thrilled you've visited this hub. That is one of my own favorite poems. For one thing, it seems to be compatible with several different interpretations or applications.

At the time I wrote it, I didn't feel it as a missed encounter, but that the encounter was more spiritual than actual, almost ethereal, in fact. It was with a young VietNam veteran who was many years my junior who seemed to find some quiet solace simply sitting in my presence saying very little - he had so many emotional scars, I think.

Then there is as you describe, the experience of expecting more or less than found when a door is opened, another kind of sensitivity which is stirred when that happens, too; and which happens perhaps more so on the internet where there are so very many opportunities to brush up against folks accompanied by so little way of sizing them up, what with little or no "body language" or background other than whatever they choose to & feel safe to provide. One has to - as you say - develop antenna and more or less rely on it, in the absence of being introduced by old friends or family or observing people in real-life action.

Very early on, I learned to not "hold on" or to hold on even more lightly online than in real life, where, for sure a light touch is essential, or has been in my experience. Oh, sure - I've shed a few tears here online, as well - but just normal feelings of "if only". I don't feel that level of disappointment as betrayal & I genuinely wish the person well.

I've no desire to delude myself or for anything not freely and joyfully offered. If slight storms can disrupt & disengage a contact, then how deep and real could it have been, anyway? Besides, there are honest issues & changes of mind and heart, for which a person should not be blamed, as though it were an affront to oneself. Why would one wish to give oneself to a wobbly connection? It's not a matter of blame; only of reality, which inevitably triumphs after all. It's nicer to be able to salvage good memories & go in peace. I feel empowered by the reality, not betrayed by it.

That is a tenet which helps me, even when I might have hoped that more had been freely and joyously offered & available. There is a certain freedom in that tenet, as well! One's own variable preferences and choices are also honorable and legit & require no defense or justification beyond kindness & mutual respect toward the other person. If someone is immature enough to object, then, by the same token - It is far better to know these things! It makes the "gems" gleam the more!

I prefer the quality over the quantity, too; I'm clealy aware that not every connection can, does or should have the same degree of depth in order to be valued. Authenticity is the main standard at any level. To experience a light but real connection with people is a value & joy of its own and there need be no comparison between them!

And you are right - it does take investment of some time for any degree of authentic connection - and it seems there is never enough of that commodity, which limits quantity automatically, doesn't it?

I am delighted to have discovered you, too, my dear Martie. I consider you a most dear and close friend. Thank you for taking time to be one! Love you - Hugs.

ps - I love seeing more of your lovely face in your profile picture!!

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saddlerider1 6 years ago

Nellieanna I have seen so many revolving doors in my life time, I often wondered how many people pass in the night never meeting one another. Imagine your soul mate walking through that door and you never knowing.

We wonder unaware of who's looking back at us and wondering the same thing. To think that for all the lonely people out there in the naked city, there is actually someone of their dreams waiting around the next corner, but only fate will determine if you ever meet.

Thank goodness their are mediums like Hubs to at least meet and share through the written word. Hugs

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

Oh, yes, Ken - how true that is! We must accept what does happen, though. I look upon the missed opportunities as somehow part of the big picture, which each of our own pictures fit into and works out under a major rule of life: personal choice. If it were all set up perfectly, what would we be? How much would we be able to actually learn?

As it is, what we miss or goof up strengthens us, improves and refines us, gives us a distillate of wisdom we could never, ever gain otherwise. And yes - it sometimes brings us to discover kindred spirits such as these we have here in Hubpages. It seems amazing to have access to such a gathering of them, doesn't it?

In everyday life, I feel blessed to have run into a few really close ones, and often the levels of really touching each others' spirits are somehow limited. Often I have felt loved but not really "known".

But here, somehow there are deep, deep ones, as well as many individual ones with whom it is possible to share other levels of mutual recognition and understanding. It is in a way like a single large entity with many dimensions and levels on which to touch and relate. Quite wonderful, really!!

I'm happy to see you, dear friend - and honored you've visited my little corner of the world.

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Healing Touch 6 years ago from Minnetonka, MN

No one does it like Nellieanna

You are the queen of quibble, the queen of poetry, the queen of information. Your so talented. I am again, amazed by you.

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GmaGoldie 6 years ago from Madison, Wisconsin


Your poetry is awesome and I listened to Burt twice. Love this. My Mother always said ships that pass in the night with sadness, I like your positive take on life and the doors that we go through. I pray that my presence is always a warm spot that still glows - very beautiful.

Thank you!

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

GmaGoldie - I read about your nickname being from your beloved grandmother's name. I love that. So pleased that you enjoyed my hub! Thank you for coming by and leaving a lovely comment.

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Genna East 6 years ago from Massachusetts, USA

What a beautful hub Nell! I ma new to hubpages, but love the wonderful contributors. I am always fascinated with the poem within the song.

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

Genna East - thank you! And welcome aboard. HP is a unique community and I can see that you fit in well. I glanced at your profile. One of my dearest friends online for many years is from the Boston area. I've spoken on the phone with her enough to be able to "hear" the accent. Of course - I have no such thing. haha.

Your interests are interesting, so no doubt you will be popular here. I'm delighted to meet and greet you!

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Pearldiver 6 years ago from Tomorrow - In Words & NZ Time.

A blank box that at this moment requires a comment, yet some blank boxes are at their greatest in their most empty form.. So I will not detract from the beauty of the box, or those words that collectively called for such a comment - to be placed within it; bar, thank you.

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Nellieanna 6 years ago from TEXAS Author

Pearldiver - Your visit and comments honor and humble me. Your perspective seems to arise from a rarefied depth not easily fathomed, - so I'll not presume to, except to accept it gratefully.

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arb 5 years ago from oregon

It is not knowing, that makes the wonder, that only entering will reveal. I have entered and you have been revealed. A wonder on the other side!

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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Well, then - that means the wonder is fulfilled by revelation and knowing? Or does it mean that there are multi-doors? I tend to think that people are much more than a single entry. I prefer to think so!

It is comparable to my concept of "perfection". I can think of nothing less desirable. What more is needed by perfection? What direction can it take - needing nothing? Perfection is static, finished, over! ugh. Else, why is the universe so full of surprises and discoveries? It's not perfect! whoopee!

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arb 5 years ago from oregon

Perhaps preference suits convienence! One door, in and out, just many rooms with endless faces. My head agrees with you about perfection; my heart says that it is the beginning. Instead of searching for the water, we will simply drink and never tire from it! If perfection is finished, then it isn't perfect. Just the way I think, silly boy!

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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Surely it is a wise person for whom preference is or can be tailored to convenience - or accessibility. Preferring what is NOT is pretty dumb, in fact, unless it's the impetus, with the determination, to aim for making it what iS. The wise one should be enjoying what IS all along, though, methinks. It is my rule of thumb. Possibilities in the distance are still what is NOT and become a bit wearisome. Perfection may be in that kind of category but excellence needn't be.

But -perfection by its very nature IS finished. What else does it need to accomplish to become completed? If it is needing more then is when it's not perfect. But it's semantics anyway. If perfection existed we wouldn't be aware of it. Human BEING means to be in process. I prefer that!

smile - this is fun.

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arb 5 years ago from oregon

What else does it need to accomplish to become completed? Enjoyed! Simply enjoyed. BTW, my statement to it being the beginning, was intended, for what comes next, nothing in this world. If I conclude that once it comes, there isn't anywhere to go, I have believed in vain. I was also thinking, I prefer many inconviences. Smiling is one of them. :)

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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Does "what comes next, nothing in this world" mean - 'the hereafter'? (or is it 'the can of worms'?)

Yeah - I favor the frictions of life a bit too. They are such great reminders that I AM alive! haha. Smiling is not such an inconvenience, though. It's like an instant face lift. Some folks look quite dignified and handsome frowning. Not I! In fact, I can be accused of frowning even when I'm not if I am not smiling.

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arb 5 years ago from oregon

I have discovered I smile from the inside out, unfortunately, others mistake my face for frown. Does that mean some people smile from the outside in? So much to think about, sometimes even thinking is inconvienent!

:) :) :) BTW It did refer to the hereafter.

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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Maybe some folks smile just on the outside. Probably goes well with pageant gowns.

Smiling from inside out sounds ideal. The outside effect is not so much what matters if one's joy is real. :-) ;-> :o) :-}

Nah, NOT thinking would be inconvenient. Someone once said to me "You think too much." I was dumbfounded. How was that measured, I wondered. And how did the person now how much or little I think? That didn't even make sense, though it was better than "It sucks to be you," as though the person had the slightest idea how it was or could be to be me or anyone other than who she was, which I could only guess about.

Oh well.

Thank you for that clarification. I figured it did refer to the hereafter and wrote a wordy reply on that basis but thought better of it. Besides, I'd rather hear what you think about it. I already know what I think about it, which is deceptively simple. After reading more of your hubs this afternoon, though, I feel sure what you have to say would be interesting and worthwhile.

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arb 5 years ago from oregon

I love when women are sure. It always sets us up for the fall they pre concieved! Furthermore, I don't think anything you think is simple. You may express it in such elegance, but, I think, you use a few more gears. :)

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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

So you think I'm like most women?

What I think about the hereafter is necessarily simple because I know so little about it except hearsay and opinions; but of course - my gears are engaged & doing the best they can. You do me honor. :-}

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arb 5 years ago from oregon

I think there is a woman in you like every other and one unlike any other. I tremble at the first and marvel at the other.

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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Maybe you have a glimpse. :-)

Thank you.

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Randy Behavior 5 years ago from Near the Ocean

I think we recognize souls from our tribe on the otherside. Those are the clicks, the special moments, the glimpses into something bigger. This is what your first poem said to me :)

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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

ah - that is a possibility. I'm open to all possibilities and married to none till known. Since the otherside - IS on the other side where I can't "know" - I can enjoy possibilities and this poem does seem to touch on those. There are possibilities of actual "deja vu" experiences on this side, as well. I can't explain how it is that someone I've never met seems completely known, but there surely is an explanation and if my hunches are right - they will become known.

I am very pleased that you visited and felt that the poem spoke to you, RB! Thank you!

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