THIS IS THE DAY

LXX.

The denseness breaks,

Crumbles slightly,

Showing through

A speck of clarity

On the other side.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Quiet soul

What would you say

Were you not silent?

Whisper joy?

Proclaim caution?

To what destination point?


I am not anxious,

Yet dissatisfied

With limbo.

Soul, please say what you

Would want to say

And say it now.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay

One tiny glimmer

Keeps the glow of life

Alive.

He is the distant hope

Of which it’s made.


Oh!

That he would approach

And fill again

The furtherest reaches

Of being with his light,

His life, his warmth.

Please let it be.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay


I saw a picture of Earth

At night

From satellite,

And there,

A glow of Birmingham

Assuring me you're still here.


If apace can see,

Then why can't I?


______© Nellieanna H. Hay


Some placid

Surfaces

Obscure

Deep

Disturbances.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay


The soul-stuff stuck,

I hunger.

A need for need looms large.

Little seems to flow or fit.

I know nothing.

Even poetry is thwarted,

Lacking inspiration,

Lacking respiration.

The only consolation

Is that this time last year

Was desolate,

Promising more than pain

And nothingness,

Yet here am I

And there is hope.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay


My heart rejoices

In its hope.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay




Sometimes I'm over-ready,

Yet not enough;

Nothing seems to fit

Or fits too well.

But even though

The poems I write

Lack flow,

Are like a spell,

It helps to

Simply spit them out

And - know.


______© Nellieanna H. Hay

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christopheranton 5 years ago from Gillingham Kent. United Kingdom

Thank you Nellieanna for that beautiful way of waking up.


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A.A. Zavala 5 years ago from Texas

Beautiful Nellieanna; exactly what I needed today.


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sonia05 5 years ago from india

Wow! beautiful poem! words woven artistically like beads into a beautiful and fragrant garland!

Thank you for sharing Nellieanna!


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Christopher Price 5 years ago from Vermont, USA

Thank you Nellieanna. As usual your poetry is wonderful and your artful arrangement the perfect presentation.

Including the Sandpipers singing "Come Saturday Morning" was an especially nice touch. I haven't heard that lovely song in a very long time. It always makes me a bit wistful. I remember the Liza Minnelli movie, The Sterile Cuckoo, and the young lad I was then...prone to days of melancholy, immersed in deep thoughts of monumental proportions, so consuming I could ignore the fact that the lyrics of the song should be "...Me and my friend"! :{)


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attemptedhumour 5 years ago from Australia

These poems are really quite profound, something that we all can be at times. Or perhaps should. Lovely too though. Cheers


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Augustine - thank you. Your comments are what I needed today! :-) I love it when you stop by!


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Sonia, - my real pleasure to share! It's lovely when others like it too! I so greatly thank you for coming and leaving your lovely response!


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Christopher, my thanks. I was pleased to think of "Come Saturday Morning". I had another song in mind but it was prevented from appearing here, so I thought - AHA! And "Come Saturday Morning" came to me. I thought - "perfect - just right". I've always loved it too. I love playing it on the piano. I play only by reading the music so glad I have it in a Liza Songbook copyrighted 1966. Yes, the song is a bit wistful, though it's also joyous at heart, don't you think?

Sez here that Fred Karlin wrote the music and Dory Previn wrote the lyrics. With "Just I and my friend. . . " she's referring to the first part of the sentence, "We'll Saturday spend till the end of the day", & pinpointing who "we" are in it. They're interchangeable as subjects of who "spends. . . " in that thought. So no need to ignore, change or give it a dubious nod. ;-> What a relief! hehe.

As I always am - I'm so pleased that you graced my hub with your thoughtful comments, Chris!


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Dear Christopheranton!- How good to see you! I'm pleased this suited your morning! It suits mine to see you! It's been a bit of a while! Thanks!

Thank you for being my first visitor. I replied to your comment first but found a silly typo -- in your name! - too late to fix. So I had to move my reply down here. (blush) Typo-Nellie, am I. But I couldn't leave your name misspelled!! (Had an extra 'n' on the end of it. Sort of a resounding antonn! hehe)


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Keith - thank you for that comment. I was a little uneasy about these poems. They have a somewhat shadowy side in places. They were written when I was amid one of my "fertile fluxes" of days when I was re-finding myself, quite awhile ago. I did a lot of ruminating and searching. Sometimes I ran across great enlightenment, but sometimes I groped around awhile. :-) There's some of each in these.


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MartieCoetser 5 years ago from South Africa

"My heart rejoices / In its hope."

Hope...

We can live without love and faith, but when we lose hope there is really nothing to live for, or hope for.

I enjoyed the read, Nellieanna, as always :)))


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Thank you, dear Martie! I've never ever lost hope, even at a nadir. You're so right. Thank you for the visit and read! Hugs!


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Merlin Fraser 5 years ago from Cotswold Hills

More fantastic pearls from the jewellery box of Hub Pages own Queen of Poetry.

I love life in spite of the many things my fellow beings chose to do to ruin it for the rest of us but I never will give up the hope that one day.....


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Loveslove 5 years ago from England

I do so wish I could write poetry like you Nellieanna !! I shall continue to plod on ......Thanks for another wonderful Hub X


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saddlerider1 5 years ago

Hope is eternal and that I have never given up on even when all was falling down around me. I am still here, therefore my destiny is not fulfilled, there is still Hope for this Saddle.

Yes I totally echo what Merlin left here, you are the jewellery box of the Hubs the Queen of Poetry indeed. Like Liz Taylor diamonds, they must be worn with and by elegance and you my dear are elegant in every way.

You continue to move us with your verse, so tender,eloquent, meaningful, giving, heart touching and you simply lift us up. Hugs to you from me..


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

My dear Merlin - As you say and constantly demonstrate, you love life and have hope, so this IS the day for you - not "one day". It always is this day - or none. The externals will never be enough to make it happen for any of us without what's inside us making it good; and if it's there inside, the externals cannot impede it. If one day is an improvement, it's because one has become more at peace inside, not because of what that day bestows from the outside. Actually, we are more likely to have an effect on the external day than vice-versa! That will make it seem more reciprocal - and perhaps it will be!

Thanks for a lovely visit, my dear valued friend!


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Loveslove - your poetry comes from your heart and expresses your thoughts and feelings, just as mine just comes from mine and expresses mine. That's what matters - it's all that matters. Thank you for coming and leaving such a lovely comment! Hugs!


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Merlin Fraser 5 years ago from Cotswold Hills

Hi Nellieanna,

Your thoughts just reminded me of a quote I heard, no idea who said it but it was in response to someone telling him how blessed and lucky he was.

Apparently he just smiled and said, " Thank you, it is indeed true and it seems the harder I work the more blessed and luckier I become !"


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

My dear Ken - Wow! -You and Merlin give a gal a big head! Thank you! And how glad I am that you maintain your hope, despite many contrary conditions you've faced in your life. But if we have nothing else, we are OK if we have hope and maintain it despite our ups and downs.

What is more important or more "who" a person is than hope, really?

From the moment of our birth, we discover that we have to proceed on hope. What else? There we are: - helpless, hungry, overwhelmed, besieged by strange noises and giant creatures either manhandling us or - worse - ignoring us - and all we can do is open our little toothless mouths and yell to the air while we kick our little legs and wave our little arms in the air. That just about sums up our ONLY options and total effectivity! What food we may or may not be given by someone "out there" is totally out of our power or choice. Whether or not we are tended to at all - same. We hope to be and if we had no hope, we probably would just expire on the spot!

So we've learned right away to bring something - whatever we can muster - to the cold and uncontrollable external environment. We decide what is or isn't more or less effective, but even at best, it s still out of our control. We may even learn to try to please the giants so they'll be more attentive. We might try to bully them but we quickly see the futility in that! There simply are vast periods of time when we have no effect on anything or anyone whatsoever, and we must content our little selves with whatever we can do to rest, grow, amuse ourselves and find whatever comfort in our lot which we can. If we try to fight it, we just wear ourselves out and may be scolded - or worse - as well!

As we grow, we learn to choose workable paths for ourselves but we find millions of others around us working on theirs and caring little for ours. We realize that we must make allowances for them or end up in useless altercations which set loose more problems for all concerned, so we continue to work out our own course and find much of our comfort and hope within ourselves, learning to make as positive an effect as we can on the externals and to block its unwelcome effects from making negative impacts on our inner selves.

The more trouble a child has finding that level of understanding, the more difficult it is to find that balance but it still can and must be accomplished. You have overcome a lot of severe negativity and you have accomplished much and continue to accomplish a lot, my friend! The more challenges and the more needing to be won, the stronger a person becomes, as you prove!

Hugs to you from me!!


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Ah, yes, Merlin! That's a good one.

It reminds me of the story of a person planning to move to a new town and he asked one of the residents if he thought he'd like the new place. The old resident answered with a question, "Did you like the place you're leaving?" If the person said, "Yes", then the other person answered, "I'm sure you'll like it here, too." If the answer was, "No", to the question of whether he liked the earlier place, then the reply was, "Well, I doubt if you'll like it here much." ;->


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kallini2010 5 years ago from Toronto, Canada

Beautiful, Nellieanna, as always.

"I know nothing". I love it when someone realizes how little we know, it seems that the majority knows everything there is to know, including the solutions for other people problems.

"A speck of clarity on the other side" - I was/am alternating from "I got it" in the morning and "What was it that got me so excited? I have nothing. Crap!!!" in the evening.

I feel like I am on the verge of something, but I am going underwater and then surface for one single breath and then the burden of my "past"? pulls me underwater again.

"Inspiration = respiration = breath" - spirituality is very close to us - it is in our breath.

"NOW - I am dissatisfied with Limbo". That is my current state. Who can be satisfied there? Not you and me.

Coming back to...

"I know nothing".

I have been thinking and you and I communicated/corresponded a lot and yet I know nothing about you. I don't have an image to grasp...

You might object to grasping, though. "Madam, don't touch!"

Beautiful. Beautiful. Beautiful.


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Pamela99 5 years ago from United States

Lovely poetry and thoughts as usual. Hope does spring eternal even when life is hard and days are long. Beautiful poetry.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Svetlana - thank you for your welcome visit. I like your comments - thoughtful and honest. I am acutely aware of not knowing. No one really does. It's OK to have an illusion of knowing some things, so long as we don't take it too seriously! :-)

A feeling of "going under" after only a single breath is heavy. But, then, our limbos and undercurrents are vital parts of our sorting it out in ways that truly fit ourselves. No one else can do it, so we have to muddle through.

My image is plastered all over my hubs. I'm as transparent as a piece of glass. I'm curious as to why my image escapes you. No problem, though. I'm far from untouchable. . . .

Thanks for the lovely comments, m'dear.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Pamela - Yes - it does. And Spring springs eternal when hope tags along, too. Thank you for lovely comments, as usual!


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kallini2010 5 years ago from Toronto, Canada

Nellieanna:

It is strange, I agree, but maybe it is the phenomenon of a Water Bearer and a Scorpio.

I have to know, if I don't, I will take a microscope, but you are not the creature to put under such a thing, while I am trying to grasp Air, you are sitting on a Moon and looking at me through a telescope wondering what the hell I am doing - not really having a clear picture either, writing in your notebook "I know nothing."

The paradox is that most people think that they "know".

Nellieanna is

this and this and this and this

and I would say "I don't know. I am not quite sure. I have to investigate. I should know."

Can be infuriating. Blame the stars!


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Ah. But I wrote that poem in 1973. Time brings its own gifts. Besides, people aren't known by description or microscopes. People are perceived and it can't be rushed. Even then, even with all due diligence, all is never known about another person. And so few bother to pay attention, anyway. Even fewer can cast aside preconceptions. So I don't expect to be known, no matter how transparent. Mustn't be infuriated. All in good time. All in good time.


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maven101 5 years ago from Northern Arizona

Such lovely and paced prose pours from your talented hand...Reading such is akin to sliding over shimmering ice, unbroken, contiguous, and such fun...

My " The Empty Man " poem reflects much of what you have expressed here, although with your prolific writing ( 126 Hubs in 16 months ) it does not reflect your present state of mind...

I must also mention the quiet pleasure I get from your distinctive formatting...exquisite...We are fortunate to have you here on HubPages...Larry


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Larry - what a lovely compliment. Thank you - coming from a writer such as you is indeed a compliment. I followed your lead and found that poem of yours. I still have a lump in my throat from reading it. That was raw feeling and masterfully expressed. I can see the correlation you point out with mine.

Yes, I do write prolifically but I also have an unpublished, unseen stash of thousands of handwritten poems from years past from which I also draw. I wrote even more prolifically during an earlier period of my life, often scribbling as many as a dozen a day on notebook paper, which I kept in 7 thick notebooks. They bubbled forth, expressing for myself what I had no other way to express. I didn't allow anyone else to see them, which would have defeated my purpose and need for the opportunity to express those deep feelings. I've only been sharing them since being in HP - and others up through the years. I'd always written and , of course, I've continued to write during the time since that intense period. Part of what I'm doing is transcribing them gradually.

Part of who I am is someone who just naturally arranges whatever I present. I've background in design and simply see things in those ways. It's part of the expression of them. Thank you for the great compliments for that, too.


fashion 5 years ago

Great hub.Wonderful poem.Well done.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Fashion - How pleased I am that you stopped by! Thank you so much!


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Nell Rose 5 years ago from England

Hi, Nellieanna, these are beautiful, and I love the way you lay out your poems so we can glide down the page, lovely. I have discovered a poet that I think you will like, he has just joined, and his poems made me get a lump in my throat, here's the link, cheers nell

http://jamesmcalhanyjr.hubpages.com/...


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Nell, thank you so much. I appreciate that coming from YOU!

And I'll certainly check out the new poet you recommend. I look forward to doing so. I just finished publishing a new hub, though, and it's after 4AM - so, before I go do that, I'm going to bed awhile so I'll be more alert to read it! (I napped earlier, by the way) Hugs.


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Nell Rose 5 years ago from England

Hi, I always end up going to bed at about 3 in the morning! lol it must be a hubber thing!


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Well, Nell - it's been a lifelong thing with me but I don't recommend it and I am trying to do better. As I said - I had an earlier nap. Even when I was a child, though, I liked to sleep and I always sleep well - but I resented the time spent doing it. haha - so many things to DO!

But I really am interested in living healthily to at least 100 and I'm moving up on it, so I try to get adequate sleep. Luckily, as I said - I sleep WELL when I sleep and never have to try to get to sleep. I just have to try to lie down! haha.


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Hello, hello, 5 years ago from London, UK

I feel so priviledged to know you and be able to read your wonderful poems. In every poem comes through your warm heart and feeling. It is amazing.


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

hello, hello - I'm privileged that you visit my hubs and enjoy my poems! It really warms my heart to be so well received! Thank you! Hugs!


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Denise Handlon 5 years ago from North Carolina

Beautiful-touches my soul. :)


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Denise - so lovely to see you! If something I've written touches your soul, I am truly gratified. Thank you!


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Alladream74 5 years ago from Oakland, California

"The only consolation

Is that this time last year

Was desolate,

Promising more than pain

And nothingness,

Yet here am I

And there is hope."

-These are such powerful words with a strong message of hope


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Nellieanna 5 years ago from TEXAS Author

Alladream - ah, yes. Hope is essential. And no time is it more so than when all seems so lost and dim. I am convinced that discouragement is the only real defeat. Thank you for the visit and comment!


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bizarrett81 3 years ago from Maine

"The denseness breaks,

Crumbles slightly,

Showing through

A speck of clarity

On the other side."

This is so how I feel when I practice yoga and meditate. Such powerful words you weave!


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Ah Thank you. Isn't it that 'speck of clarity' for which we quest and which lets the deep breath happen when we experience it? I don't do yoga, but there are various kinds of reserved moments from the hustle in my day in which I accomplish that kind of moment: - the speck of clarity which brings with it the deep, replenishing 'prana' breath of life. It's so amazing.


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bizarrett81 3 years ago from Maine

It is amazing, and I am glad you make time in your own way to do that. I believe if everyone did that the world would be a little less stressed.


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Thank you! I think you're right! :-)

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