Velvet Legends



The Autumn of My Love

From its velvet shadows

Autumn falls upon a former love.

It brings a shrunken mystery

To all the scenes above,

Though spiraling words

Suggest that there is more

Than ever was before.

The crimson days

Of keeping it alive

And out of Winter's door

Now shortened into

Days of rest and meditation

Add nothing to the score!

Yet there's the whirr

Of angels' wings,

Shadow of a pyramid

When contrasts bid

Rustling sounds of love,

Of precious, cherished things.

I never knew how many

Till you had left the Earth.

Their echoes linger yet;

Ever-receding fata morgana

Deceives these quests of mine

To prove how much they're worth.

Our promise of a home we'd share

Upon that yonder hill

Was all that kept our hearts alive

For countless years, and still

It stretches forth into the sun

In distant chariot path

To make a way where there was none.

In some dim aftermath

I'll see you standing there

Upon the streak of comet's tail

Of streaming white light.

In awhile I'll come to you,

To where it's shining bright.

We'll sing a thousand choruses,

We'll laugh a million laughs.

We'll never say 'goodbye', my love,

Nor wonder why it never was,

Because it always is, my love.

It always was - and is - below, - above.

〰©Nellieanna H. Hay

late night, 9-10-84

Speak to me.

Say it, blurt it out,


And wave a flag.

Tell me that you want me.

I know it anyway.

Nothing you can say or not

Adds or takes a thing.

But if it frees you

From your burden

Wanting silently,

Then, know I know.

〰©Nellieanna H. Hay


You cannot go home again.

Home for you

Has crumbled

Long ago.

You know the winding road,

The stream,

Meaning of completion

Somewhere else.

As do I.

〰©Nellieanna H. Hay

The misery and ecstasy of silence

Extend from yesterday and back.

Tomorrow ~ ?

Who can say?

Tomorrow may

Bring symphony

To break the silence once again.

When spoken syllables resound,

Painfully projected

Through joys

Of self-expression,

Silence says the rest.

Words need not be said

Too grudgingly.

Perhaps silencing

Those frantic syllables

Is self-expression at its best.

When misery and ecstasy of silence

Project into future and back.

〰©Nellieanna H. Hay

Yama Uba
Yama Uba | Source

May pondering

Yama-uba lives on yonder hills

Steals my heart and stows

In dreams at night

Hidden mysteries

Watering there her garden

Till it outgrows

Its daytime boundaries.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay


© 2013 Nellieanna Hay

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billybuc 3 years ago from Olympia, WA

With the Hubbie Awards being voted on right now, I came upon the Best Poet category and I was stumped. There are three poets who I think are exceptional on HP and you are one of them. I love your poetry....absolutely love it!

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

My goodness, Billy! I'm honored that you love my poetry!!

I must admit that I wasn't aware of Hubbie Awards. I should check on it, in case your category is being voted on! So, are these popular votes, spontaneously 'from the people', so to speak? ;-)

Thank you, my friend - and for being my first visitor this morning, too!

Gwen/dreamseeker2 3 years ago

Your self-expression always works wonders with mystery to your cause, Nellieanna. : ) Thought I'd drop by to check in on you once again, dear friend.

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

My dear Gwen, Thank you from my grateful heart for your true friendship, coming by to read my new hub and leaving your lovely welcome comment! Hugs!

I hope all is well with you, too!

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bravewarrior 3 years ago from Central Florida

Nellieanna, these poems are beautiful. I particularly like the ones from 1984 and 1972. Isn't it fun to bring out pieces we wrote so long ago? It takes you right back to where you were and to what or whom inspired the poem.

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Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

Your poems are great. I really loved the first one, I thought it was very beautiful.

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Faith Reaper 3 years ago from southern USA

One word comes to mind ... Glorious! What a joy it is to ready your glorious poetry and enjoy the visual not only brought on my your words but the imagery here to accompany your poetry.

You are such a tremendous talent! Your words touch one's heart profoundly for they are written no doubt from your beautiful heart.

Hugs and love,

Faith Reaper

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shanmarie 3 years ago from Texas

Oh my goodness, Nellieanna! I am left speechless with these. They're stunningly beautiful. Never wonder what was because it is. . .one of my favorite lines. And the first one is fantastic!

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MartieCoetser 3 years ago from South Africa

You are the best, Nellieanna! Your poetry always touch the core of my soul :)

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Michael-Milec 3 years ago

Good evening Nellieanna .

Absolutely magnificent . Your poetry took me to most amazing unknown,offering more than I could take in, making me richer and biger, wanting to come back for more receiving from heavenly supply you so generously share :

" ..Tomorrow...may... Bring symphony ... To- "

Voted awesome and beautiful.


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BlossomSB 3 years ago from Victoria, Australia

Beautiful poems, especially the first, which appealed so much. Delightfully imaginative, ephemeral almost.

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Dear Shauna, 0h, yes, reviewing poems written in the past (and I have so many which were!) is like re-reading a diary or a journal. In fact, most of mine were written as such, for my own review only, with no intention of ever sharing them! I think what is most amazing to me is to read brief poetic impressions I had from some very small, almost insignificant observation, such as the way a little puddle on the path froze into temporary conchoidal patterns like a conch shell. And that I can literally 'see' it in my mind's eye as clearly as I saw it, probably in about 1970 or so, is truly amazing. If I look it up in my notebooks of poetry, I'd find the poem and its exact date written! It's almost spooky to have such a personal record of one's fleeting , yet lasting, - impressions and self-expressions, isn't it? Thank you for noticing and commenting on that perceptive part of what inspires me!

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Anna Haven,Thank you. I'm deeply pleased that you like my poetry! I've just visited your hub site and read/commented on one of your lovely poems. Seems we've some things in common! I look forward to sharing more in our poetry here!

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Oh, yes, Faith, my friend. My words come straight from my heart. I'm simply no good at contriving them! I'm pleased that you continue to like my presentations,t oo. I so love to coordinate the words with visual and auditory accompaniment! I sometimes think that is my main talent, - coordinating. I can't seem to keep from doing it!

Thank you so much! Hugs.

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Dear Shan - Thank you! Yes, it almost seems that once something is launched into the infinite stream (or loop) of life, it never really dims and fades, though it may change its substance or manifestation, in response to fluctuating circumstances, as it moves along. Having literally lost so many people I've loved in the physical sense, and yet experiencing them still, in a spiritual sense, it's a phenomenon of which I'm deeply aware and for which I'm most grateful!

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

My dear Cyber Daughter Martie! Thank you! And YOUR genuine responses always touch the core of my heart and soul! What are time and distance, when a spiritual connection is so resilient and real? Big Hugs!

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Yes, Michael-Milec - Tomorrow is arriving constantly as the present progresses moment-by-moment, ticking along, bringing ever-new shifts and changes in perspectives and opportunities if one is aware of and alert to them! The tricky part is to recognize that there's not 'some other time'. There's only the time in present progress. Sometimes the moments are just so breathtaking; sometimes they're such lessons! Always - they have infinite value as they happen!

Thank you much for your visit and comments! What could possibly please a poet more than knowing her words touched and enriched a valued reader!!

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Dear Blossom - thank you! Ephemeral is a most special characteristic! You've reminded me of one of my favorite poems I wrote over 40 years ago:

Like bubbles

Lavished on the wind

We live

In ephemeral splendor,

Surrendered to our fates,

Mostly self-contained

In wispy isolation.

And if

We chance to touch,

It shatters us!

Yet sometimes –

Sometimes! -

Touching happens


And we become,


A single membrane

Strong against

The wind forever.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay


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ImKarn23 3 years ago

The heart and soul infused in your poetry makes my heart pound and my soul take wing!

simply gorgeous words AND pictures. Thank you for this and have a wonderful sunday AND autumn!


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manthy 3 years ago from Alabama,USA

It has a great flow to it.. Thanks

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JayeWisdom 3 years ago from Deep South, USA

Dearest Nellieanna - Your poetry is luminous, your talent profound. I always read your verses through once, then return to the beginning and read them very slowly, savoring each word and perfect phrase. You are the poet laureate of HubPages.

Voted Up, Awesome and Beautiful (There should be a "Magnificent" added to the feedback labels.)

Happy Sunday,


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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

My dear Leslie - Thank you! I'm so pleased you like this! It is a wonderful day and the hint of Autumn is glorious! Crisp, clear and comparatively cool! Only expected to have a high in the 80s today and cool enough to leave off the A/C all day & night! Was in the 60s last night. We had the coolest temperatures since May 23rd! I had to pull up a comforter! Whoopee! Expected to be back in the 90s this week but no more 100s+ are expected till next summer. Ah-h-h-h!! No wonder Autumn is my favorite season! It will be relatively balmy all October, with just minor skirts into chilly weather. Won't be really cold till January, probably - and that won't last forever like hot weather does. This is when I am so glad I live here!

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Hello Manthy - (Mark, if I may be so bold. I plead antiquity!) I'm glad to welcome you to my hub site. I've visited yours just now and will plan to visit again when I can browse more! Thank you for the visit here and for your lovely comment!

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Dear, dear Jaye! Thank you! Such praise humbles me! I am fully content to be poet laureate among my dear friends and followers here, if and when I measure up to it! Thank you for thinking of such an honor for me! It's especially lovely coming from you!

I hope you listened to the Rachmaninoff while you re-read the verses. It's the piece used as the theme in "Somewhere In Time", you know. Also the reading by Leonard Cohen about Paul Simon's writing of "The Sound of Silence" is one of the most amazing videos I've found. Very unusual. I seldom call special attention to the videos I use, though I always hope they'll be discovered by the reader. I always choose them with great care, for themselves as well as for their connection with my hubs' themes. Their choice is almost part of my inspiration, really, in lieu of my inability to create music of such beauty to express it along with the words.

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Anna Haven 3 years ago from Scotland

Thank you Nellieanna.

I really did love your first poem very much. It is very beautiful. The imagery has a lot of my favourite things in it, and it echoes what I believe in.


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Genna East 3 years ago from Massachusetts, USA

Each poem is perfectly defined; uncompromising and authentic, with a unique clarity of movement that awakens the soul in wonder and discovery as we whisper, “Ohhhh…yes….” Nellieanna, I just love your poetry, my friend. It‘s like coming home to a beautiful exploration of possibility that is miracle the human spirit. :-)

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Hello again, Anna - and a most happy welcome. Thank you for it! Every visit to your hubs is rewarding, by the way.

My middle name is actually Anna. I was named Nellie Anna, after two aunts, Nellie and Anna. But I decided to officially combine the names to form a single first name and in order to retain my surname as my middle name when my husband's name became my new surname. It was also a good way to avoid the renaming I was always getting at the whim of others and claim my own name for myself. It's been a very good thing; actually heralded a new sense of being myself those many years ago when I made the decision!

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

My dear Genna! What a pleasure to see you here! Your words about the poems are refreshing to my heart and soul. You seem to go straight to the meanings and perceive them. I realize that interpretation is always filtered through the reader's own views and experience, but how wondrous when the result is a meeting of minds! Thank you!

Hope you're having a lovely weekend!

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wayne barrett 3 years ago from Clearwater Florida

Nellieanna, I must admit; like Billy, I immediately thought of you when the hubber awards came up. Your poetry is a step above Hubpages quality, that's for sure!

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btrbell 3 years ago from Mesa, AZ

So beautiful, as usual! I am so glad that both Bill and Wayne mentioned the hubbies awards! You should definitely be amongst them. Thank you so much for your beautiful words and aft! xo Randi

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Wayne, I hardly know what to say. I so appreciate the praise. Most of all, I appreciate that fellow writers such as you and Billy, whom I respect highly, think my work has merit.

I have not the slightest idea what's going on in the hubber awards, though. Seems there used to be a button at the top of the hubpages for 'contests' but I don't see it now! haha.

For the 2011 Hubpages Patron of The Arts Contest, I was asked to be a judge (among many) for the entries in the Poetry segment. There were 3 categories in this contest: Creative Writing, Photography and Poetry. It was a fun experience, even though judges couldn't enter, and several really good poets were selected as judges. It did disclose for me many excellent poets on here whom I'd not known.

Other than that, I'm a bit out of step with the competitions and all, I guess! Oh, well. Always have been!

Thank you again, my friend! I'm truly honored!

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Randi - thank you. As I've just explained to Wayne, I'm not aware of what it is or how it's being done. I'd be a bit surprised to learn they'd ever heard of me much! I've certainly not pursued the award(s). Guess I should look into it, in case I'm wrong and somehow was noticed! I'm just not in the main gaze, nor do I vie to be. So if it requires trying out for it, I'll continue being unnoticed except for those who genuinely enjoy my stuff, for sure, - even though I'd be honored if I were somehow included, of course! ;-)

I guess I let go of trying for recognition in the college poetry club to which I was invited but never rose to spotlight. Most of my life, I've just written because I must and love it. HP has allowed me to venture further and discover kindred spirits who magically seem to like what I write! This is my glory, which far surpasses anything I'd given thought to receiving! It's not so much that I'm not competitive - in some areas. But in some areas of heart and soul, it seems too much like "If I have to ask. . . " - you know? ;-) So I'm honored & grateful that my friends like what I write!! wow! It's neither expected - nor unexpected! I love that it just happens.

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btrbell 3 years ago from Mesa, AZ

Well, Miss Nellieanna, you may be in luck, this is a vote by your peers. In that light, you have many people who know and admire you.

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marcoujor 3 years ago from Jeffersonville PA

Yes, Randi and Bill are also reading my mind, dear I easily cast my vote for Best Poet in this year Hubbies.

Your poetry touches my heart and soul, as do you, dear woman.

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Ohmygoodness, Randi! Then I'm already a winner, whatever the results, becoming now aware that my peers know and admire my work and that peers are bound to know and admire many others whom I also know and admire. I should be voting, in fact, now that I know my vote might help select someone I admire!

Isn't it kind of silly to be picking "a" winner, though? When I was one of the judges on that Patron of the Arts contest, in which there were over 500 entrants, each offering one or more excellent poems, the winner and runners up were selected by a kind of lottery of votes, I guess one could call it. Each judge voted for 10 poems, in 1-10 order and the one with the most of the top-#1 votes , won.

But I was a little sad that some I thought very worthy didn't place among the most popular votes. Still, it was a fair way of choosing, I thought.

Even so, the variety in kinds or styles of poetry didn't really find enough recognition. Some poems with the most subtlety didn't get any place in the overall top 1-10, in any case. Seemed like both the most familiar styles and the most cerebral kinds got the major attention, neither of which, in my mind, have a lot to do with 'poetry'. haha.

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Dear Maria, you've described what, to me, is 'poetry': words, in whatever style and of whatever kind, from the heart and soul which touch the heart and soul, or else from the funny bone which tickle the funny bone, or all three. Thank you for sharing the spirit of some of mine!

When the judges in that Patron of the Arts contest were individually interviewed and asked on what we'd base our judgment, those were qualities I mentioned, along with a kind of 'music' or cadence in the lines themselves, whether or not they rhyme. Some poetry must be heard out loud to really hear that quality. In others, that 'music' is literally visible. Of course, when one reads, especially poetry, one is sort of reciting it mentally, at least I do. At times, I find myself wishing the writer had either left out some syllable or included one, in order to keep that internal 'beat'. So perhaps everyone isn't aware of that quality. Which just means that there are surely as many 'winners' in poetry comparisons as there are 'judges', since there is bound to be someone who likes any poetic effort! That's nice. Gives me a fair chance! tee hee.

I'm a bit philosophical about popularity, you see. Favor is fickle, is my observation! (wow - that's pretty good, Nellieanna! I ought to copyright it. ) So, anyway, not good to base too much importance on favor! Just enough to appreciate it when it comes! ;-) And I do!! Deeply! Thank you!!

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Monis Mas 3 years ago

Wonderful poetry... These pieces made me feel like I have been a part of the old days...

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

That's really nice, Monis Mas, and so interesting! It's such fun to dabble in all times -- past, present and future.

I like to be sure to live in the present, but when one is enjoying memories or prospects from other times, it's how one has chosen to invest the present right then, thinking of other times.

I've recently been into movies & series about the times around the last of the 19th century & the first of the 20th century, especially those set in England. Those times interest me because my parents were born in the early 1890s and grew up in the beginning of the 1900s, though not in England. Even so, many of the historical events that were going on and are even mentioned in these movies were going on when my parents were young, then in school, getting married and starting their family, such as the aftermath of the War Between the States, mass emigration to this country, horse and buggies, the sinking of the Titanic, Women's Sufferage, WWI, the Roarin' 20s, the Great Crash of '29, then, of course the Great Depression in the '30s, which brought them little Nellieanna too! :-)

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Monis Mas 3 years ago

I love to sort of drift away with memories, even when they are not mine :-)

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

I understand! That's surely why novels and movies are so popular. We all enjoy vicarious memories and experiences!

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drbj 3 years ago from south Florida

Your words as always, Nellieanna, are magical and mystical as are your choice of images and videos. I LOVE your poetry, and most especially this stanza:

"We'll sing a thousand choruses,

We'll laugh a million laughs.

We'll never say 'goodbye', my love,

Nor wonder why it never was,

Because it always is, my love.

It always was - and is - below, - above."

Thank you for this pleasure.

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Oh my, Dr. BJ! Thank you! How pleased I am that you love it! Yes, that stanza is rather optimistic, isn't it? I'm smiling.

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Vincent Moore 3 years ago

Your work is beyond reproach, I have known you here at the Hubs for going on three long years, your work has touched my mind, heart and soul and inspired me to dig deeper into myself at times. There are few who can express themselves as profoundly as you are able to do within the lines of every verse you pen. I admire your gifts, your teaching, your comments left at my work as well these past years and I say thank you dear poet. I have voted you as Poet Laureate not only for this year, but all remaining years of your life.

You are a song bird, an eagle and sometimes a Raven in my nights. Dear poet, you especially touched me with this magnificent display of your gifts. As you know Leonard is one of my chosen favorites, he to being from Montreal, knew the streets and quite often penned into the night, like many accomplished writers, musicians and poets, a fitting tribute indeed, wording Paul Simon's "Sound of Silence"

These words of yours touched me deeply "You cannot go home again.

Home for you

Has crumbled

Long ago.

You know the winding road,

The stream,

Meaning of completion

Somewhere else.

As do I." Thank you my favorite poet at the Hubs for all the work you have blessed us with these past years and I hope to continue to read more of your gifted words from your tender soul and eloquent lips. Hugs

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Nellieanna 3 years ago from TEXAS Author

Dear Vincent. From start to finish, your comments have left me delighted, humbled, grateful and full of affection for a kindred spirit, which, you are, in spite of great differences in how our muses lead us. I suspect there are more similarities than meet the eye. Anyway, thank you for continuously perceiving and responding to my poetry as you always have.

I've loved "Sound of Silence", probably since it was introduced in the mid 1960s and, of course, when it took its place among the other Simon and Garfunkel soundtrack songs for "The Graduate" in 1967. It's become listed among the national treasures, I understand. Even so, I had never really heard and felt the lyrics till I heard Leonard Cohen reciting them, almost as if he, himself, had written them. So very effective, as are all his renditions of songs and poetry. I didn't realize he was also from Montreal, but it makes perfect sense. You're the only one who has mentioned noticing this amazing video on here. To me, it's the epitome of "Legends" of my time. With Leonard's amazing rendition, maybe not so velvet as corduroy, but it's all the more legendary!

I intend to continue to write & publish on Hubpages, where I've found welcoming friends and readers since day one, though I began with not the slightest intention of sharing my writing -- especially my poetry -- with anyone beyond very private conditions, and few enough of those. That people have responded to them in the light I meant them and that they've touched others here whose own works have held my love and respect, many of you for the nearly 4 years I've been aboard, never ceases to amaze and please me. Thank you.

We began here almost the same time, you and I, with you starting soon after I did. Whatever else Hubpages provides, there is nothing quite like the depth of camaraderie that develops and exists here, is there? It makes other venues, however good they are, somehow more ordinary, and some of them almost plebeian. Granted, every offering on HP is not great literature, but for me, there is a preponderance of sincere, sometimes soul-baring, poetry and prose, whether or not those qualities are the ones ranked in the 'ratings'! (wink). I know that my real followers see beyond ratings, and that is gratifying!! Thank you and the others so much for that! It is such an honor and, honestly, anything less in the way of recognition is almost embarrassing to someone like I who has never been driven to seek recognition for its own sake.

By the way, - when I chose that poem you picked to include in this collection, I was aware how much it suited you, too! It was written Aug. 22, 1978 and, as several have done, it seems to touch on one of our mutual kinds of experiences.

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Jodah 2 years ago from Queensland Australia

I finally got around to reading this wonderful collection of poetry Nellieanna. Better late than never they say. I love them all, but especially 'The Autumn of My Love'. What a wonderful poet you are. All the best.

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Nellieanna 2 years ago from TEXAS Author

Jodah, what a delight that you discovered one of my former hubs, which is one I especially like! I appreciate you and your great comments! Thank you!

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