Poems of Nelly Vee

TRANSCENDENCE
Poem by Nelly Vee
Book: Visions of Prosetry

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All seemed quiet.
I lay here, caught between sleep and wake.
Faint footsteps of an unknown stranger
Can be heard walking around me.

My eyes are too heavy to open them all the way.
Something not of this natural world
Has prevented me from doing so.
I cannot determine if it’s good or evil
As I lay on my back.

If it can even be called someone,
This someone has painted me
To the canvas called my bed.
Through slits in my eyes,
I can see both my bedroom and, at the same time,
My dream room, wherever in nothing where that could be.

Suddenly, my head begins to rise—
Then my neck and shoulders.
A sensational feeling,
As if my soul is slowly being peeled
Headfirst from my lifeless body.

My arms are now floating above,
Hovering with a rhythm,
As if they were ripples in a lake.
Don’t ask how I can see all of this;
It’s unexplainable.
In dreams, anything is possible?

I am staring at my natural body beneath me.
The feeling is ecstatic, surreal.
My thighs have been peeled up and above me now.
At this moment, all that’s left is my feet,
And soon I’ll be spiritually free from this prison.

The crazy thing is,
I needed to be taken away by this mysterious force.
I wanted to be caught up to the heavenly windows,
Walk through that unnatural door.

I close my eyes tight and let my mind go,
Submitting my body
To this force of the unknown.
Transformation is almost complete.

Then suddenly, without any warning,
Strange hands grabbed hold of my ankles.
This feeling, the force, the grip—
Was horrifying, forbidden.
Plunging my soul back into reality.

It seemed these hands did not want me to leave.
Why?
The spell was lifted. I opened my eyes.

To this day, I still try to make sense of this dream.
Were those hands the hands of something good or something evil?
Were those the hands of an angel or demon?
Maybe those hands were trying to protect me,
Or maybe those hands were the hands of something beyond sinister.
I will never know.

© Nelly Vee

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REFLECTIONS IN SILENCE
(For Daughter, Princess D.)

I see you, head high, shoulders squared,
walking roads I know too well.
The weight of words, sharp as glass,
cutting deep where no one can tell.

Sticky labels, stuck like scars,
pressed against a heart too pure.
Each insult a fist, each whisper a chain,
but, baby girl, you’re built to endure.

I hear the echoes of my past,
same cruel voices, same damn fight.
“Not enough,” “Too much,” “Be this, not that,”
like they got the power to dim your light.

I crawled through fire, drowned in shame,
choked on words I never said.
But if my battle means you rise,
I’ll bleed before you bow your head.

So I stand, solid, unshaken, real,
a wall before the coming tide.
You might bend, but you won’t break,
not with me, always by your side.

© Nelly Vee

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FOREVER ALWAYS

Always and forever, he’ll spend with you.
The only dream that finally came through.
Now he’s in love with you.
The first time he looked into your eyes,
his heart began to cry.
Crying tears of happiness and joy.
No longer is he dreaming; he found the real “McCoy.”
Sometimes he feels…
“We might grow out of love.”
Because his love for you is …
“Darn! All my love is invested in you.”
It would hurt so much if you were to get up and leave.
“Can’t you feel how much you mean to me?”
He vows always to be faithful, honest, and true.
Always be there for, respect you, and more because he is no fool.
“God has blessed me with someone as precious as you.
You were my prayer; an answer came through.
My heart, my love, will stay each day and each night.
My heart will beat love to you until my last heartbeat has died.”
Always and Forever.

© Nelly Vee