BRINGING SPRING

Sprouting toward the sky

Cracking earth

Bursts

With tender green

Again.

Spring promised to arrive,

And so it comes

First

Upon our scene

Again.

The miracle of Life

Proceeds,

Vibrates,

Renews,

Restores,

And compensates.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

Bevelled glass ~

Focusing,

Then exploding light

All over space.

.

I shuddered

That the

Universal stuff

Could be this fragile.

At high tea

Please consider this

Before you concentrate

Your beam on me.

_____© Nellieanna H. Hay

The scent of

Fresh air and sunshine

Awakens my sweetest senses.

Magnolia’s exquisite fragrance

Inspires my sweetest memories

The pre-storm smell of lightning

And the coming rain

Alarms but also pleases.

And- COFFEE!

AH! I've loved its aroma

All my life!

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

The sky's a lemon meringue pie

At dawn,

Made from heaven's blue

Mixed in outer space

And piled into

A pastry shell

Of golden, well-baked

Earth

For hungry tastes

To feast upon.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

The wind makes ripples

On the grass

And I can hear

Its sound

On window-glass.

The willows bend and dance

To rhythms of the air.

Dry leaves tear

From off the trees

To flurry

Scurry

Hurrying wildly

To where

They finally rest

As though they had

Appointments there.

But wind-its purpose but to be

Needs no guide

Asks no plan

It simply knows

That, being wind -

It blows.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

I've loved "It Might As Well Be Spring" since I first heard it in the1945 movie version of Rogers and Hammerstein's hit musical, "State Fair" when the lovely ingenue, Jeanne Crain, sang it, wistfully sitting on an upstairs windowsill of the farm house before the family headed for the state fair to compete their livestock and homey crafts. There at the fair, she met a fascinating guy played by Dana Andrews; and of course, it was a typical Broadway musical happily-ever-after ending.

That Jeanne Crain version, which is still available and charming as ever, bears slight resemblance to this sophisticated, very updated,upbeat version of the song by Sophie Milman, world reknown touring talent for her adoring fans from Tokyo to New York with her sultry, smooth vocals. This young, beautiful, Russian-born Israeli's jazzy style characterizes her concert performances. Here she's at her best, delivering a stunning performance where she started, at the Montreal International Jazz Festival.

Tides of golden clouds may fret,

Wash across a spotless sky of blue,

Churning up whipped froth in kindly threat

Or gently rain and then move on ~

Adieu.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

The end of

The pendulum's swing

Is a moment of

Complete

Freedom.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay