Belongingness - Restlessness

The Rockies in repose

Invite reflection,

Intertwined with memory

Of Earth's first plaintive pleas.

So soon can I suppose

If I should now recall

Implosion or convection,

Raising nightly chunks

Of basic stuff to thrust them

Out t'ward space's endless seas.

Shy Capulin, when quiet,

You hide your head from view

'Mid snow clouds hiding you

From ancient stony, lava birth,

'Mid bursts of geologic mirth.

〰©Nellieanna H. Hay

A haunting song written by 1930s film star/songwriter Ivor Novello, also a character in this film, acted by Jeremy Northam, who sings and plays it in the film and video.

The film, "Gosford Park", is direicted by Robert Altman and written by Julian Fellows, screenwriter of "Downton Abbey. This is an intriguing murder mystery, set in a privileged class British country estate filled with weekend hunting party guests, interwoven with upstairs/ downstairs intrigue, modified with 'modern' 30s influences. It is suggestive, mysterious, with a subtle adult plot. Helen Mirren, Maggie Smith, Kristin Scott Thomas, Michael Gambon, Clive Owen head a superb cast!

Projected into space,

Set in tune with time,

Poetic mind fleets, flitters

Unrestrained, to know.

Sometimes writing visibly

Upon a sandy shore.

Dresden fancy fixes it;

To finally get to show.

Prescribed a place,

Described in rhyme,

Lost moments drawn

From restlessness,

Set down in every age,

Yet hidden, ever more.

〰©Nellieanna H. Hay

1.

What to do those times

You pen the lines

And find them

Snapping back at you?

They seem to gape

In jeering rhymes

You never meant to say,

While real intent

Laughs more,

Delighting to escape!

2.

I doubted I should sing again

Nor live where it had been, to be.

I longed to visit songbirds' nest

To feel belongingness,

To nestle in the fluffy down.

That bottle green

I once had seen

No longer strained for me

Though rainbows rise at dawn

Whose filter is the best,

Contain the restlessness.

3.

It seemed my pit

Was the worst of it

Till I learned of many deeper.

The escape-map I'd made

Seemed too steep a grade

Till there appeared

More much steeper.

4.

I often want the other one

Than any I have known.

When summer shines

The snow glows bright.

When winter chills,

A pastel bloom

Makes this one's heart

More light.

5.

Constrain me not

In blackened tower

Of memories outgrown,

Now singed upon

A fire-mount

Too withered to be known.

〰©Nellieanna H. Hay

PONDERINGS

If aught but kingdom came

There wouldn't be a shred.

Naught lessor than the same

Might lay me down abed.

I give a little penance.

I pen a little verse.

I go and ponder all of it,

This whole life's universe.

Still I know but little.

Still I ponder more.

But cannot know the all of it

From this beleaguered shore.

Is it enough to ponder,

Enough to wonder why.

To look into the yonder

Still rising, set on high?

If all the moments fused,

If all the thoughts convened.

The end would still refuse

To be more clearly seen.

The better choice lay here

To lace what can be known,

Transcribe a meaning clear

Which may be simply shown.

Letting go of needing,

Let go of all-my-way,

Embrace a golden crystal nugget

To guide my path this day.

〰©Nellieanna H. Hay

Words and words and words.

Whose are they, anyway?

Claim immortality with words

To surely die unsaid.

Others, lacking words,

Will bury you in yours.

Words are risky space ships,

More risky than my head.

〰©Nellieanna H. Hay