A Sky Gallery

LXVII.



Lucky traveler -

Today

The lights

Are green!


______© Nellieanna H. Hay


Wonder of wonders

It is!

Lightness of heart,

Freedom of soul

And vitality.

Our synergy

Takes flight,

Imbues

Upon a rainbow's energy,

A passion,-

To soar the more,

And grow

Into an ecstasy

Of many hues.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay




Rainbow Connection - Peter Cincotti




Another ordinary day ~

Yet through thick gray clouds

There comes a fringe of color

At the edge of space.

Hopes rise!

Revealing

New ceiling,

Now lifting,

A gifting!

Sketching you a rainbow,

Touching Earth's horizon,

Fulfilling all the hopes

Of another place.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay


Su-u-u-

Per

Nova!

WOW!


______© Nellieanna H. Hay


I know the way!

I thought that day.

A crayon-colored

Slatted snake I'll make,

Like a rainbow;

Segments tacked together,

So to make

My wooden lure attractive; -

It's what I stake

My future on today, -

That day when I was seven

With broken leg

I'd tried to beg the kids

To come and play with me.

But why would they?

They were free

To run and bike, so free!

I learned a lesson then.

To simply BE, involved.

And if they sought it,

OK.

If not,

OK.

Resolved ~

Wonder of wonders!

They did.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay


The stormy clouds

Crowd out the sky,

Dissolving edges,

Evolving pledges

Of new hope

As they finally part

And paint a double rainbow

Out of reflecting lights

Before plunging into

Horizon's distant line.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay

View from the ranch of the Sierra Occidental range in Mexico
View from the ranch of the Sierra Occidental range in Mexico | Source
Sunsets at the ranch are like nowhere else!
Sunsets at the ranch are like nowhere else! | Source




The changing expressions

Of Mexico's Sierra mountains

Reflect in my own eyes,

Pensive, reflective.

Colors, shapes, relief of peaks,

Distance, perspective,

Receding or advancing

As they choose

To be.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay


A welcome sight at the ranch
A welcome sight at the ranch | Source

It arched across

A denim sky,

Suddenly transformed

Into a lofty sphere,

In partial image of

Earth's own shape,

Tie-dyed from spectrum's

Own bright palette

Upon the atmosphere,

To chase the blues,

Delight the senses,

And reassure us that

Here ~

Is cleansed and safe

Again.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay


May you enjoy this trek with me through the beauty and delight of some of Nature's loveliest creations, whatever your personal beliefs may be about them.

Hugs - Nellieanna

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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K.

As lovely as usual. Both the lyrical wording and the wonderful illustrations... not to mention the views from the ranch, But the child with the broken leg captivated me so well; so deeply.


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Pamela99 5 years ago from United States

Splendid as usual. The pictures are gorgeous along with lyrics.


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Truckstop Sally 5 years ago

Rainbows are truly nature's miracles. I love the expression - A gifting. Thanks for the poetry and the pictures - together a delightful experience.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Ian - thank you! I'm pleased you liked it. That child with the broken leg and the slatted snake is a very true story. I was yelling and begging the kids to come play with me to no avail, when Mother came out on the back porch where I was and suggested I busy myself with something and not fret about getting the kids to come play with me. I guess it registered, because I vividly remember thinking through what I could do. My mobility was limited so I needed to apply creativity, which became very involving!. It was a most valuable experience and lesson in applying myself to what I CAN do rather than spinning wheels on stuff over which I have no control! :-)

I became literally so involved in the project that when I looked up and some of the kids had actually come over to see what had caught me up so totally, I was surprised, but then also not excruciatingly surprised when they quickly satisfied their curiosity and went back to their active play. Somehow I'd survived with or without their attention and I"d had a good time in spite of my limitations! A valuable life-lesson, and one I obviously remember vividly. :-) I felt very appreciative of my mother then, too.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Pamela - I'm delighted you came and enjoyed this! Thank you! Your visits are always so welcomed! Hugs.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Sally, yes - they are such miracles, so natural and representative of how the 'way it is' produces by-products of pure and elegant beauty all around us, if we bother to notice and appreciate it all! Life itself is a gifting, even in its challenges. Thank you for pausing to notice and share your comment!


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attemptedhumour 5 years ago from Australia

Yes Nellieanna, there's nothing more inspiring than the natural beauty of a rainbow, we all feel lifted by them and your poems are a bonus on top. You learnt so much about your friends and the way the world works with that broken leg. I fractured my ankle playing soccer just before the half time interval. I was carried back into the changing rooms where they tried to strap me up and get me back out. I couldn't play again of course, but everyone departed for the second half leaving me with a one hundred yard hop, two flights of stairs, and a long corridor to negotiate. Plus a long spell in shadow land recovering. Oh well must press on. See you. Mr Keith


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Thank you for sharing your admiration for rainbows! They just can't help but make a person smile and feel optimistic! I'm curious: Do they arch from the other end in the Southern Hemisphere? :-)

Oh, how I empathize, Keith! How soon they forget when one is "stove up", as the saying goes. I can imagine the difficulty making it out of the locker room to some real help for the fractured ankle! But I guess the team-mates believed that "the show must go on!" Hope your team won it! Your description of the hop and climb up and out and the shadow-land of recovery is so vivid. We do learn from those challenges, for sure!

The scene of my injury was quite a thing, too. A southern colonial home was being built in the neighborhood, - the kind with the huge front columns supporting a rather classic two-story Grecian front porch. Of course, those require substantial foundation! For each of the columns the builders had drilled 8' or 10' deep X 3' in diameter foundation holes, to be filled in with concrete and whatever strengthening required. All the holes were drilled but one, which had been left about 3' deep when the day's work ended and the workers left.

So the neighborhood kids all went there to play and one of the games was to run and jump in the shallow hole, crouch down and yell that it was a deep hole! Well, Nellieanna always strived to be as brave as others, though I was very prone to bone injury, even from just slipping on a sidewalk, in addition to having no depth perception due to being monocular from birth.

So I summoned my courage, ran and jumped - into the wrong hole - a really deep pit! The kids ignored my screams for awhile till they failed to see my head pop up! It was evening so that made it even darker, dirtier and more dank and terrifying down there. I felt like I was a goner, for sure. I could just hear the minister warning about the pit of Hell!

The kids found a ladder and lowered it down there, but of course, my literally shattered leg didn't permit a climb up it! My parents were at the ranch and I was staying with a neighbor, so that didn't help. The kids couldn't find anyone at my house to come to my rescue.

Finally a miracle happened. Del Rio, a border town a mile from Mexico, had and still has a large Hispanic population, but I'd honestly never seen a black person in person. That's changed now, but then, it was indeed a rarity. I guess the kids saw this black man walking by, and grabbed him to to come help, but I honestly thought he must be an angel when he lifted me and carried me out of that dark pit! It set a high regard for black people in a youngster, let me tell you.

The lower bones in that right leg were really shattered. Doctors told my parents I'd never walk on it. But Mother wouldn't accept that and found a chiropractor who said it could be done, if Mother would learn a technique (and get me to endure it!) to regularly apply weight on the leg, with its still growing bones and begin to encourage them to grow straight, after all. I'm sure a brace might have been a better choice, but either that hadn't been used for such cases or maybe paying the mortgage on the ranch left little money for such an application. She applied all her weight on it regularly, pressed against the floor, with me screaming in pain like the original at the bottom of the pit, and my leg is straight and strong as a result. I'm a strong walker and have made it through a lot more years with a healthy leg! :-)

I guess the entire experience added much to my education and liife-understanding. I learned that adversities need not stop or deter one unless allowed to.

Hugs. . .


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MartieCoetser 5 years ago from South Africa

“If a rainbow / Touched this gray existence...” especially touched my heart tonight. Beautiful, Nellieanna! The best time for me to read your magnificent esoteric poems is before I switch off the lights at night. Hence forward I will always remember you when I see a rainbow.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Aw, dear Martie. Thank you. What a heart-warming comment. "If a rainbow touched. . . " is one of my favorites, too, by the way. I vividly remember feeling it so exquisitely as I wrote it.

I'd love to see one now. It is hot and dry here at the present. I've an appointment in Plano (far north Dallas suburb) tomorrow morning, so now I'm about ready to turn out the light and get on to bed a bit earlier. The forecast doesn't promise any cooling off very much during the night, so I won't be opening up windows to take advantage of natural cooling off, but will let the A/C run for a change. But I do love breathing fresh air, not to mention saving on utilities. As the summer proceeds, opportunities for opening up the house will decrease, till late September at earliest. No wonder Autumn is my favorite season! :-)

Hope you sleep well and drift off with visions of rainbows and every pleasant thing! I'm sure I will!


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christopheranton 5 years ago from Gillingham Kent. United Kingdom

Your poems are always so optimistic Nellieanna. They give hope to us all.

Thank you again and again.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Thank you, christopheranton! Oddly, many were written when things were not going so well. They gave me hope! I'm glad you feel it. Hugs, again and again!


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Hello, hello, 5 years ago from London, UK

Thank you for some more of your fabulous poems. Such beautiful thoughts and then to put them into poetry. You are so gifted and can give so much happiness to the world with your poems. It must be wonderful feeling.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Hello, hello - thanks for your visit and, always, such lovely comments! I do like to think my poems bring good feelings to others. It still amazes me, though! Hugs.


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kallini2010 5 years ago from Toronto, Canada

Ok, the second time around.

I left a comment, and my internet connection ...

I liked the line "Freedom of Soul".

"Another ordinary day" is yet Eternal Now.

The wonder is "Am I still alive?"

If now is eternal, I am here for eternity.


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saddlerider1 5 years ago

Nellieanna I remember once driving right through a rainbow along the Mississippi river somewhere in Nebraska. I could see it coming up from a breath taking moment as I drove my 18 wheeler up to it, I noticed it was the end of the rainbow touching upon the surface of the road.

I saw no POT OF GOLD but sure took my breath away when my big rig barreled right through it. I felt in awe actually going through a rainbow. Your poetry is like that it leaves us all breathless and gasping for air or so it does this Saddlerider.

I am taken aback often by your brilliant use of words and how you can color them like the colors of a rainbow and let them shine through to our souls. My Emily Dickinson you are my sweet laureate.

I always look so forward to every scribe you pen and my dear you pen so many beautiful verses. I am breathless....Hugs to you my sweet lady from me to you always.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

I'm puzzled & distressed about the second time around, Svetlana. The comment box must have been swallowed up by cyberspace. I didn't see it or any comments that may have been added to it. But it makes me wonder who else may have commented on the "ghost" comment box I thought I'd added which quickly vanished!! I know - it's is not logical. It's a mystery. Ian mentioned there being no box at all when he first came to investigate, which was my first indication the box I thought I'd added was MIA.

Some mysteries don't really merit the trouble to track down, though I am sorry about it all.

OK. 'Nuff of that!

I like freedom of soul very much. Freedom. . . to be, to know who it is I am and to know it is OK.

Yes - the now, (both ordinary &/or extraordinary), is the eternal now and possibly may be THE ETERNAL NOW.

But there is no "here" as 'now' is proceeding from one moment to another, is there? Its nature is to move, change and refresh, rather than to settle or stagnate into a permanent place. It rejuvenates and recreates with each 'now', unless its nature is misunderstood and goes unnoticed.

I'm so happy that you came back for a second time around, Svetlana! Thank you for the interesting comments too!


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Ken, dear friend! That was an incredible experience! I've never heard of actualy passing through a rainbow! WOW! Awe, indeed!

Rainbows are real, though made of very fleeting light refraction when filtering through fine sprays of moisture present in the atmosphere. Pots of Gold? Even Fort Knox keeps it in bricks stacked up like a wall, not in pots. haha! Hardly surprising to not find any where that rainbow touched Earth! :-)

I'm thrilled that my poetry might rate even close to the experience of a rainbow, especially such a spectacular and personal one as that you described! Thank you! Hugs back!!


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kallini2010 5 years ago from Toronto, Canada

Nellieanna, I think it was MY internet connection that had some glitch. Because I had to get up to reach the modem that is under the ceiling...

It does not happen very often.

I have been taught to ask the question "What?" instead of "Why?"

"What do I feel?", not even "Is it good or bad?"

Images, words do not necessarily resonate with me - I am overfed with printed material and yet, I feel I need intellectual stimulation, because I feel so empty inside.

My article is not happening and I begin to think that I should leave it until I am ready.

So, in your poetry, I picked the words that speak to me.

Now, now, now, now...

You know that everything is in the moment, today, now I see something, tomorrow my mood will change and I will see something else.

You know that I always to try to give you feedback not based on what is (what you wrote), but on the reflection of myself in your words - an impression, a fleeting impression.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Svetlana - it was that very unique "YOUness" that I liked about you when I first met you in your comments on Ian's Hubs. I welcome and enjoy words spoken from the heart. Anyone can write an 'expected' comment, but yours are always thought-provoking and real for YOU. That is good.

I've had my personal reward from my poetry, especially at the moment in which it is written. Thereafter, I know what I meant by my words and usually am quite aware from whence they came, so I don't need a rubber-stamp reflection of that. It is YOUR impression of it which interests me and adds its own reward for me. So your reflection in them is valuable to me, as well. Doesn't matter whether or not it's a reflection in the slightest of what I had in mind, though if it happened to be, that would indeed be lovely. A little synergy is a good thing! When it occurs (however rarely) the result is greater than the parts, I think. But it is not something for which to hold one's breath! ;->

Anyway - sorry you've had an internet problem. Hope you got it all ironed out!

Even more, hope your "mojo" returns for writing your article. My theory is that it is most likely to return when you do "leave" it, let go and allow it to emerge.

What you say about the now's ever-changing is so, of course. But the fact is, the moment itself is changing of itself. "Time" as we know it, at least in this life, is this continuous flow which waits for no one. Our experience of it is as you say, how WE perceive it and use it, and what we choose to perceive in or of it and that with which we imbue it. I told my granddaughter when she was little (she's expecting a baby any minute right now!) - we get to choose the color of our day.

Thank you for returning and giving me further input. I very much enjoy it.


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DTroth 5 years ago from My Little Hole In The Wall, HubPages, USA

What beautiful words you have bestowed upon us, Nellianna. Thank you for sharing your extraordinary talent.

Yes, I do believe in "Beauty." (:

May peace be in your heart and soul...always,

Diana

Now I'm off to visit Colin! (:


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Why am I not surprised that you believe in Beauty, Diana!

Thanks so much for the visit and lovely comments! Hugs.


kimberlyslyrics 5 years ago

Oh touch me you do Nellieanna!

Your work raises the bar so kindly for everyone and moving us so deeply all the same

Bless

Kimberly


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Kimberly, my deep thanks. Coming from you, those words are indeed an honor! Hugs.

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