Mother (a poem inspired by Nellieanne H. Hay)
A few links to Nellieanne's enchanting poetry
Nellieanne H. Hay
Nellieanna Hay is the most remarkable women I have ever met in my life. Her outstanding intelligence, wisdom, insight and vision sparkles on the pages of HubPages. Not only in her own hubs of delighting and enlightening poetry, but also in the comment sections of hundreds of hubs, she shines like a brilliant diamond in a piece of jewellery.
Since my arrival in HubPages four years ago, Nellieanne inspired me. Not only to become a better writer, but in particularly a better person more able to handle life with all its ups and downs. Her poems and comments contain vital principles, important guidelines and advice one can blindly take to heart. Sometimes she confirms my own perspectives and philosophies, and sometimes she expands my pattern of thoughts and makes me see/hear what I have never heard/seen before.
Nellieanne is the epitome of endurance. Like all of us she travelled through paradises as well as deserts, but in a very unique way she managed to stay intact - not spoilt by the good or harmed by the bad. Throughout her life she grew from strength to strength, and although I have met her only four years ago, I know she must have been a role model since she was a little girl.
Nellieanne was born on the 2nd of February 1932 and is currently, at the age of 83, still as healthy and energetic as a spring chicken. She is emotionally, physically and mentally independent and always willing to share her philosophies and convictions. One of her most admiring qualities is her ability to support, advice and encourage others without allowing them to become dependent on her guiding.
I see and experience Nellieanne as my mother in cyberspace. In fact, she reminds me of my own mother. The only difference is, my mother, being an introvert, cannot express her thoughts and beliefs the way Nellieanna does hers.
I can go on, praising Nellieanne H. Hay forever and a day. I can suffice it for me to compare her in a poem to the elements of nature.
Mother
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Like the sand along the shoreline
embellished with pebbles and shells
she urges me to contemplate
her purpose in my life.
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Like a precious stone
set in a bracelet of gold
she holds me in awe
of life and love.
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She is a beacon, a rock,
worthy of my trust -
A piece of fertile soil
for my thoughts to grow.
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Like flames in a fireplace
she keeps me spellbound
Her knowledge and wisdom
expel my ignorance.
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Like a stream of cool water
she quenches my thirst -
the thirst of my soul
for aesthetic delight.
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Like a whiff of fresh air
flavoured with jasmine and roses
her words always enthral -
She's elements of love.
........ © Martie Coetser
Some books about mothers
© 2011 Martie Coetser
