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1.0k · Feb 2011
Raining on the Fields
You linger in love letters and sleep deeply within souls
Often, observed in the look in one’s eyes
Those windows where shadows hold time will reveal
Spirit’s of feelings, nameless and faceless
Yet, not to be denied

You rain on the fields of a forgotten melody so sweet
As soft feathers from a time standing still
Dancing on the toes’ of the soul, you sleep within
Kept alive in the touch of a teardrop’s salt
As master of all will

You hide quickly away within the warmth of a smile
While your sweet music continues to play
To be held as an unforgotten scent within a soul
Whose eyes have pulled down the shades
On those feelings today
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
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1.0k · Jul 2010
Apportion
Wake me from this mask of opaque dreams
Cryptic in their defective cause
Suspend the flutter of my pointless adoration
For all these defensive walls

Eliminate delusions and impetuous desires
Which provoke my spirit negatively
Induce exhilarating fervor in my waking dreams
Softly apportion the one inside of me

Deliver patience as you listen for my nearness
Impart no distresses here
Reconsider any mendacious notions
Do not claim me in your fears

Show compassion as my eyes are open wide
Not suspicious and yet so knowing
Take heed in your watch as sometimes I stumble
In my attempts to get where I am going
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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1.0k · Nov 2010
Towards Heaven Still
I have come to you on a moonless night, like a picture in a book
Seas of mist are within my sight, towards heaven still
The scent of a silent sound flows to you as a brook
Breathe in and tell me what you feel

Now tell me to whom do you belong, can you feel my murmuring
Whispering through the pages of your mind
My sea of mist is softly glimmering
Pure heaven is yours to find

Can you feel the warmest mingling, as you view this picture here
Come walk along this moonless pathway with me
I will tell you to whom I belong, as the moon reappears
Breathe in your heaven, it is light you see
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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1000 · Sep 2010
Wooden Door
You wait patiently in front of a wooden door
That never opens up for you
Too afraid to softly knock just once
Therefore, waiting is all you ever do

You wonder starry-eyed, what lies beyond
This wooden door in front of you
Yet still you stand without a single clue
As no answers you pursue

Years pass by in countless numbers
Staring at this wooden door
You are tempted often to knock just once
Each time, you stop yourself before

What thrilling treasures could lie beyond
You ask yourself, o’er and o’er
Perhaps you should knock and look inside
See what you wait here for

Behind this door could lay all the many answers
To life’s questions which you seek
All the how’s and what’s and why things are
Great secrets this door may keep
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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Midnight leaps into a different glory,
can you see the silence
masking the world as it changes?
If we listen to the wind
lost souls will speak of love
found within walls
where soft lips eloquently tell
of simple grace and praises.

Stop and look upon a puzzle
where no noise can be heard
but a light shines here and there
burning the same as warm champagne.
Subtle I want you’s fill the air
with smiles,
removing cries,
painting over the pain.

Watch the way satisfaction focuses
on the windowsill of beauty
then places its hope
in the experience proved.
This is when music is made for guidance
and is felt softly inside your head,
heard each time you move.

Our thirst is quenched then framed by a smile
that courageously enters
like the voice of the sun.
Existence writes notes delivered by birds
who wait to tell our story
in ways that move us into one.

Who saw midnight
when it leaped into a different glory?
Could it have been the eyes
that saw silence masking?
Masking into the tapestry
that speaks of love
found within the walls
and is ours for the asking.
© 2012 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
998 · Nov 2010
Tomorrow
Tomorrow, a private dance will be ending
The sky will yield a bird its blue
All shall wonder at the sight of a new beginning
On a wild pathway
Full of bountiful
Truth

No dark shadows shall dream behind our eyes
Roses will slumber in perfect peace
We will all wonder at this beauty as we sigh
Now understanding  
That our pain  
Will cease

Our valleys shall again belong to us one and all
Embraced by the arms of calming winds
We will all smile in wonder as we hear the call
Of our beautiful world
Turning round
Again

Today, we stand in silence, awaiting this last dance
A whole reflection of what will be
As time grows we smile and await this chance
To walk this pathway of truth
While birds make ready
To be free
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
997 · Oct 2010
You Do
I stopped for a moment and looked into your eyes
My heart stopped, completely
As I realized
You love me, you love me
You do

All of this time, I have been searching, searching
But where?
I stopped for a moment and looked in your eyes
All that I needed
Was there

My heart  was stopped completely, by only one glance
My search, had ended right there
When I saw the love  in the light of your stare
My search, found its last dance

I  only stopped for a moment, to look in your eyes
When my heart stopped, completely
As I realized
You love me,  you love me
You do
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
995 · Nov 2010
Whisper To Me
Come whisper to me, remarkable words
When evening cascades to a sigh
I want to still hear your voice
Echoing against my skin
After I kiss you
Goodnight

Encircle my world with the sound of your thunder
Listen to my pulse throb as it resounds
You can measure each beat
Matched with your own
In the way you make
My heart pound

Place your hands on the small of my back once more
Leave me with your calm and serene air
So that when I lie down alone
Closing these eyes
I can still feel
You there
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
995 · Apr 2010
Always Here
Yesterday
I took out all of your love letters
And I read them again one by one
Gathered up all of our pictures
And recalled everything
We'd ever done

I smelled the dried rose
That I keep in my bible
Just to see if its scent was still there
And I handled it oh so gently
As coming from you it was so rare

I walked for awhile
Through all of these memories
And smiled as I recalled each part
Yes, I know
That you are no longer here with me
But you will always be
Here in my heart
Copyright *Neva Flores@ 2010
In memory of Vicente Antonio Morales Flores - My beloved husband
09/21/54 - 09/25/08 - It is well with my soul
994 · Dec 2010
In the Midst of a Journey
In the midst of a journey within a look of the sweetest eyes
I would imagine flowers as the mightiest giants
When I smelled smoke
I would know there was a fire
And my name would be written in sunshine
Instead of words of defiance

I would never be lost or glance behind me at dawn
Blankness would never claim my day
With gladness I would be filled
I would recognize the swords of those
Who were friend or foe
When entanglements came my way

My time would move ever slowly on the best of days
I would hold all the keys to change
And could tell the difference
Between promises made by the way
Without having fear of my life
Being rearranged

Instead in the midst of a journey within this life of my own
There exist giants who are certainly not flowers
Nor do I always smell smoke
When there is fire
My name is not written in sunshine each hour
Yet to the clouds
I will never give power
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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989 · Oct 2010
Burning and Turning
Where is the place that love’s fiery heart is set aglow?
When touched by a lover’s presence
Is it the spot inflamed by the piercing of Cupid’s bow?
Burning with desire
And acceptance

Does love turn and burn while growing deeper here?
Releasing waves of inspiration
Creating a melody of sweet notes that softly linger
Weaving a tune that never
Ends to done

Is this the place where heavenly bliss is sensed?
From a lover’s sweet caress
Leaving one open with absolutely no defense
From the bubbling joy
Of effervesce

Our being is the place where love’s fire is set aglow
Love is the vein of our existence
Burning and turning inside releasing fire in our souls
Beautiful is acceptance
Without resistance
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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989 · Apr 2010
Siempre Canta
Rest my soul in your tender hands
Take my grief from me
Soothe my heart and make it sing
Of your love for me

Touch my heart with your abundant love
Take away my many scars
Shine forgiveness in my soul
From me never part

Hold me to your wounded side
Walk with me forever
Teach me how to live my life
My heart from yours not severed

A light I’ll be all my days
The voice you’ve given me I’ll bring
Proudly I will bring it forth
Forever I will sing
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
988 · Apr 2010
Boundaries
Resentment is an obstruction
That keeps us from loving ourselves or anyone
It hurts no one but us
And holds your joy under the gun

It hardens in your heart
Takes away inner peace and never lets it go
And the only way to relieve it
Is to forgive and to let go

So try to see your part and put it behind you
The good that came of it and how you'll apply it
Set boundaries and hold them true
And start your day anew
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
988 · May 2010
If I Could Write A Song
If I could write a song
That would tell you how I feel
The world would have to sing along
To a song of love that’s real

I would write the most beautiful song
The world has ever heard
If I could write a song
That would tell you how I feel

The song I would write
Would paint a true picture of you
The way my heart sees you inside
But I don’t think there are words
Written anywhere to use
Lovely enough
To write this song for you

So I will tell you here
How much I love you
And this will be my song
That I will sing to you

But if I could write a song
What a beautiful song it would be
I would tell you how I feel
Each time that you look at me

  How you make my heart sing, fly with no wings
If I could write a song to tell you how I feel
It would be the most beautiful song
Anyone would ever sing
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
For My Heart
988 · May 2010
Final Battle
There are such tears of battle fought in gain
Torn from the weary eyes
From hearts ensnared in unrequited love
That will never die

Pangs of anguish strike a chord
With notes that ring off key
Each time the heart returns to battle
To try again to be

Now battle-scarred and weary worn
Not sure of how to mend
Still the heart returns each time for more
Goes on fighting ‘til the end

What fine glory found in battle fair
With hearts of equal measure
That meet and duel on common ground
And win their final treasure
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
986 · Jul 2010
I Have Dreams
I am so tired, she said, tired of all the wishing and hoping
Tired of staring at walls that don’t talk back
I have dreams, she said, I would like to see come true
I can tell you about them, as a matter of fact

I live in a world of a reality I have created all on my own
She said, with a bittersweet smile
Existing on a plane that few understand or find interesting
I have been here all alone, for quite awhile

There are many different types of people in my world
Who come and go at a glance
Some of them barely reach out and touch my existence
Because I don’t really give them a chance

I find myself crying at the drop of a hat sometimes
I am  not really sure why
Perhaps, because I long to paint a different world
When I look up into my sky

I dream of a peaceful life, not that of a fairytale
A life to share with a kindred soul
One who understands my need for space and time alone
Who will treasure me when I am old

I have dreams of living a normal life, like everyone else
But I am not really sure what that is
Is it possible that I am wishing and hoping for something
That may not even exist
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
984 · Nov 2010
Turning Away
While all my secrets lie motionless, I listen to their dreams
Drifting like broken shadows to my end of days
Rolling on into nothingness, where forever seems
To exist in realms that will not pass away

Are not the years long enough, to wake them from their sleep
So I may know the truth my conscience holds inside
Or will my secrets never honor me with all I hope they keep
Until their dreams I no longer listen to or confide

I heard the humming of a spinning wheel, perhaps my own
But the hand that turned the wheel was not mine
I wondered if the dreams of my secrets had all rolled on
To exist in realms my conscience could not find

While all my secrets were motionless, I listened to their dreams
Finding they held all the sorrows I could not see
As I had rolled them into nothingness, where forever seemed
To exist in realms where I did not wish to be
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
982 · Apr 2010
Unlocked
Inside my heart there is a key
That fits in every lock
Unlocking all the treasures
That I hold inside

If you can find the way in here
The key is yours to hold
But remember you’re responsible
To in love this heart enfold

This key is not returnable
But it will never break
And everything you find in here
Is always yours to take

Treat the contents with respect
Love them like you love your own
And your key will always fit
The place your heart can call its home
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
982 · Dec 2010
Sixteen
With the rhythm of my spinning melody
A scene is richly spread
The music welcomes and hails me
From innocent eyes
Unread

Love approaches my coast carrying sunshine
My feet follow in command
It’s voice I hear within my mind
My fate’s only wish
Is at hand

I am but only what I think when I have parted
From my coast of love’s sunshine
Shall every eye not look half-hearted
At innocent eyes whose blush
Is now defined

The rhythm renews within each spinning scene
My music hails the richest spread
‘Tis the voice I heard when I was sixteen
With innocent eyes
Unread
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
981 · Feb 2011
Life of a Promise
Silently waiting near the halls of years that have passed
Is the beginning of lost and confused
Calling farewell to yesterday’s river of tears
That ran deeper than a mystery
Left unproved

A promise does its best to save the life of a memory
What more noble an expression exists
When there is barely a beginning before the end
Of another day that is born to smile
And dismiss

The tick of a clock changes so much in these halls
Brings the beginning of enlightenment
Bidding farewell to the end of lost and confused
As the memory of the life of a promise
Is infused
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
974 · Dec 2010
Be You Understanding
Many a victory triumphantly led the way
Of the look here in my eyes
In the golden light see a lion pray
To return to his pride
Or die

My future may bend towards restlessness
But I am washed in springs
Of wrangling without hopelessness
Try and prove me wrong
As I sing

I walk on shores where diamonds grow
Dance with no reluctant feet
Understanding all I reap and sow
Look into each eye
I meet

Come on out of what you think you know
Join the lion and walk with me
Yet be you understanding what you sow
Or you will be weeping
Endlessly
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
974 · Jan 2011
Let Me Take You
Let me take you into the rains which stream into my heart
Show you the lightning flashing in my veins
You can listen to the thunder as we stand a world apart
Then I will bring you inside me
To remain

Inside of me you will find the silence of hills and valleys
Places you can wander in peaceful bliss
But you will still see that lightning flashing wildly
Hear crashing thunder in the magic
Of my kiss

You can tell me about the rains that stream into your heart
Show me the rocky mountains in your eyes
Together we will stand watching rain clouds part
As the lightening in our veins
Paints our skies

Take me inside of you so I can climb your mountains
The very thought brings me peaceful bliss
Together we will seek to fill love’s own fountain
With the rain in our hearts'
Streaming kiss
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
973 · Nov 2010
Changefulstorm
When first lightning struck proclaiming this Changefulstorm  
Silver waves delighted turns as fickle as the wind
Streaming sunbeams refused to conform
As I watched torrential rains
Twist and bend

No fear wailed within my breast as black clouds rolled in
I eagerly waited to be swept into this joy
While knowing  that all I held within
Embraced my storm’s failed
Attempts to be coy

A raging hurricane, she is not, yet how her winds do blow
See her smiling through the pouring rain
Sunbeams shine as lightning flows
The best of both worlds
Unrestrained

First lightning struck on the brightest and darkest day
Each became at once separately the same
A better self appeared to me too say
Changefulstorm shall be
Your name
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
972 · Jul 2010
Embracing Eyes
The darkest of silent stares from embracing eyes
Can so deeply stir your watchful soul
Suspend you in a flowing river of the warmest compassion
As they take your attentive spirit in their hold

The slightest subtle glimpse of an aching heart
Calling out silently to your own
Can induce a flowing train of ensuing emotions
Stronger than any, you have ever known

Such a marvelous revelation will begin to manifest
As you open up your eyes and truly see
A standing invitation to reach out to a hurting soul
Who needs your compassion desperately

When you open up your heart to those embracing eyes
Silent stares beseeching your compassion
Take an interest in their plight, with your spirit’s sight
With a passion, only held in love’s own fashion
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
969 · Jun 2010
Whispering Flame
I heard the sweetest words in barely more than a whisper
Under the resplendent light of the glorious moon
From the lips of the one who set my heart ablaze in a glance
Then disappeared from my world way too soon

Now I find I search continuously to the ends of the Earth
For the lips that softly whispered my name
As the one who swiftly ignited my heart in a glance
So quickly left me all alone to tend the flame

I hold the whisper of his sweet words of love inside my soul
With a memory, that keeps the fire eternally bright
As I tend the flame with the vision of the eyes that I love
Held closely to my heart every night

Am I forever destined to tend the fire that burns in my soul
As I search for the lips that kindled the flame
Or will my searching eyes finally look once again into his
And hear him softly whisper my name
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/HerVigil
969 · May 2010
Open Up
You have the desolate look
of the hunted
In your smoldering eyes
As if you have
so many dangerous secrets
a mysterious
sordid past to hide

I can hear your thoughts
softly humming
Each time I look at you
Like a soft burst
of dissonant music
Illuminating the bitter truth

There are layers of complex
and mysterious meaning
In the way you avert
your soulful eyes
As if you feel a malevolent pressure  
Squeezing you from inside

As the last light of the day
is fading
I am committing each detail of your face
to memory
Look at me now
do not turn away
Reveal your secrets to me

Do not let me continue to read
enigmatic messages  
Into that which I think I see
in your eyes
Please open yourself up and talk to me
Before I say goodbye
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/HerVigil
969 · Jul 2010
Link of the Spirit
A blush of former meditation lies inside the tender vision
Of a fascination portrayed in harmony
Scattered pieces distinctly measured, acquired by only faith
Divided between our hearts in unity

A spontaneous transfiguration manifests in gathered wisdom
In our mutual sharing of the mysteries of truth
As we incite in motion our thirst for the energy of life
Carried within the lines of our roots

The spirit that we divinely share in all our tender visions
Is delicate yet resilient in all ways
Unbound but clear and witnessed in the evolution
In the joining of our hearts every day
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
968 · Oct 2010
Beauty Awakening
A broken heart
Was all she had to give
So afraid to laugh and live
No more tears did she wish to cry
So she numbed her soul
And told love goodbye

Her world was shattered
With grief and pain
Her spirit no longer could maintain
She hid her heart and made it cold
Alone was how she would grow old

So long had this spirit been asleep
A passionate fire
Pushed way down deep
Shining eyes and a gentle smile
They were there all the while

In her sleep she wished to remain
Alone and cold in her pain
Then another heart
With beauty deep
Brought great love
And woke her from her sleep

Beauty is awakened
Love does exist
This beautiful heart
She could not resist
*Copyright Neva Flores
968 · Apr 2010
Feeding On The Fire
What feeds the fire that fans the flame
Inside this heart of mine
Ignites my soul and makes it breathe
Until surrender is divine

The thirst the need intense desire
To feel the fire burn
Fuels the flame that burns inside  
For that of which I yearn

To live to learn to not be burned
Of which I know not how
Feeding on the flickering fire of love
The heart should not allow

To freeze the pain the heart does feel
A task that must be learned
To save a heart that feeds the fire
From the fiery burn
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
966 · Sep 2010
How Much Fun Is That?
What fun is a girl supposed to have
When she is cleaning house
If the directions on everything at her dispense
Read not to place them in her mouth

That lovely smelling cleaner/deodorizer
Really makes her stomach growl
Yet all she can do is clean the floors with it
The directions follow now

A big banner on the side of the bottle
Reads, Do Not Drink!
But she was thinking of mixing a cocktail
Throwing a party in the sink

Surely polishing the furniture is a lot of fun
She was thinking what a blast
Spray that stuff right on the kitchen floor
But the can say’s one could slip and bust their *ss

Glass cleaner is probably her best bet
She can’t wait to see
But the bottle says she has to wear clothes
Because it is streak free
Neva Flores 09/28/10
965 · Jan 2011
Complete
You kiss the light in the fragrant air and free its sweet perfume
Looking for a place to spark my colors ever changing
I hear the most beautiful things you say
Wrapped in a warm blanket
My skin consumes

I whisper promises to the clouds up high above the sunlight
Hoping love sends me a storm my eyes can meet
I have not felt this way in forever
Desire given here is sounder
Because it’s right

You tame those places in me where patience is speechless
When I hear you say the most beautiful things
Until I disclose my colors ever changing
Unwrap myself from this blanket
Shining like Venus

You kiss my colors with the iridescence of your own promises
Sending a storm my eyes cannot help but meet
When I hear the beautiful things you say
I want to feel this way forever
To be complete
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
963 · Nov 2010
Time Hailed the Wind
From a flaming fire, Time hailed the Wind
Because he was enamored
By the way she scattered leaves in gusts so sweet
He celebrated her beauty by running his hands backward
Whirling streaks of fire in flaming heat

Morning beckoned to the hands of Time to see the Ocean wide
To try and end his celebration of the wind
Hoping he would be enamored
By the changing tide
His backward running, he would then unwind

Time’s flaming fire burned higher, as he felt a breeze
Flowing cool, on his quickly spinning hands
No rest would he find, until the Wind he pleased
Ignoring Morning, he moved even faster
Surely, she would understand

Evening persuaded Morning to leave this post to him
Thinking he could stop Time’s ardent quest
Yet he forgot that true love cannot be dimmed
When he showed him all the stars
He loved best

From a flaming fire, Time hailed the Wind
Knowing that she was his one desire
Morning and Evening could never stop his hands
For Time’s love for the Wind
Fed his fire
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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960 · Apr 2010
The Pace
Your mind is racing with your heart
Who will the winner be
No one knows until the end
You can't wait to see

The mind it grabs all sense it has
Runs with all its might
The heart it laughs as you see it pass
The mind there on its right

Now neck to neck the race is on
Everyone stands to cheer
Exactly who will win this race
Is everything but clear

The mind gives up the heart it wins
The mind's forfeited the race
The heart will win every time
As the mind can't keep the pace
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
956 · Jun 2010
I Don't
The music must be heard by both to remain enchanted
She told him with the whispering of a smile
The force of attraction is a powerful emotion she added
Then slowly walked away and left him standing in the aisle

He mulled her words over in his head for a bit you see
As confusion and irritation began setting in
He shook his head in wonder trying to figure this one out
Trying to figure out where he went wrong again

Yielding to confusion, bewildered and perplexed
He thought about all the things he had done for her
The jewelry and the cards, all the flowers he had sent
Not to mention the new car and the furs

Yet it never crossed his confounded mind even one single time
That perhaps there were things he might have missed
Such as the giving of his time, the precious gift of self
The warmth of a tender hug, and a gentle kiss

So alone he now stands with her bouquet in his hands
No “I do", will he hear from her sweet smile
A sudden dawning of realization hits him where it hurts
Perhaps he should have been there, once in awhile
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/HerVigil
956 · Jan 2011
Haze
From this moment on there is love in a sleepy haze
Breathing in and listening to your voice
Learning to pass through valleys to your heart
I stand here on love’s threshold
So amazed

You have changed me and there are no secrets now
When our morning sun begins to rise
No indifferent frost will our hearts ever see
Rest upon our garden’s flowers
Or, in our eyes

I tasted your name on my lips as the sweetest wine
Yet until now I never really knew
What had been missing in my life all along
Is this sleepy haze of love
I found in you
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
955 · May 2010
Black
Midnight is black without the moon
as if there is no
beating heart
An utterly light-less existence
hangs in the balance
From which my spirit
wishes to part

The glorious moon
is that which feeds the river
Of my soul’s
own living grace
This darkness steals my flow
from me
As if my very life
is held in place

Without the moon’s luminous glow
to shine upon
my ever seeking face
My spirit wanders aimlessly
questioning
Why this mishap
has taken place

All the air surrounding this blackness
Has become too thick
to breathe
My body continues to exist
on this plane
However, my spirit
is no longer free

Suddenly I feel the warmth
of the rising sun
Breaking free across
the blackest sky
My moonless night has ended
and my spirit breathes
I stay, take in
this wondrous sight
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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955 · Oct 2010
Needed Yesterday
Chase the gloom that conceals my soul away
Those bits of mist that net my moon
So I will not hear their steps by my door each day
Singing me refrains
From their lonesome tune

Take me from the boundaries of day and night
So my pain will pass on to bliss
Lift the veil covering my soft moonlight
Sweetly chase my gloom away
With your kiss

Help me to see these pictures in my mind
Where I loved before as I do now
To remember logic is impossible in love to find
Only breaking the heart
Which continues asking how

Come pour your refreshing dew upon my brow
Sing refrains of music from your soul
Shield me from that which my gloom endows
Quiet this darkness deep inside  
Release me
From its hold

Chase the gloom that conceals my soul away
Free the light of my precious moon
Remove those boundaries of night and day
With the bliss of your kisses sweet refrain
Yesterday
Would not be too soon
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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954 · Jun 2010
Knowing
I watch you from the window of the deepest part of my mind
As I attempt to feel the depths of your soul
Oftentimes I wonder about the feelings that rush through
Do they belong to me of if they are part of you

A thrill, a quick rush of excitement, courses through my veins
One of the two of us, is having a lovely day
An oncoming sense of dread, foreboding in my head
Trouble, is coming for one of us straight away

It is so hard for me to explain, these onslaughts of emotion
Other than to chalk it off to being knowing
Please do not think that I, am sifting through your psyche
I am just a sensitive soul, who knows where she is going

One would think you’d find it nice, to have a friend so in tune
With your shifting moods, as they come and go
So do not take offense when I rifle through your soul
As your feelings, are all I wish to know
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/HerVigil
951 · Sep 2010
Fairy of Grief and Woe
Wings of silver crest upon her dainty shoulders
Poised for glorious flight
With glowing eyes like fiery embers
Watching you in the night

A tiny face peering out from secret places
You do not think to look
Is watching every move you make
From her hidden nook

In the smallest hand, one has ever seen
She holds a golden key
If she thinks, you see her there
She will fly to me

Her silver wings will fly straight away
Swiftly, carry her to me
She must hide away from everyone
Her lovely golden key

If you think, you see her secretly hid away
Do not ever let her know
As the key she holds in her tiny hands
Unlocks grief and woe
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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947 · Jul 2010
Unconfined
Enlightened by the insight found in ultimate reasoning
Your emotions run as bitter as wine
Wisdom gained as you find the conclusions
Riding on the backseat of your mind

A beam of comprehension, the likeness of a spark
Abolishes the dark shadows of the day
As your dedication to leave the acts of suppression
Is slowly poured into the vessel of clay

Feel the glorious liberation, freedom from restraint
Pouring from the vessel so free
As you release your spirit from those who confine
From the clay vessel of boundaries

Pour the fire of comprehension and enlightenment divine
Into your vessel of clay abundantly
Take up your glorious wings and fly into the radiant sun
Unconfined and so wonderfully free
©Neva Flores 2010
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947 · Dec 2010
Alive
Have I designed myself for you like a crystal spring
In sweet forms which sing your favorite verse
Extending to your door in a offering
Of the purest white lilies
In love immersed

Do you walk within the furrows of my heart
I prepared for you and you alone
Listening for a song apart
From any other heard
Or known

Will these crystal springs rain within my heart
Upon these lilies so they may thrive
Breathing air from a song apart
Until I find I have designed
Myself alive
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
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945 · Apr 2010
The Traitor
Stark white sheets of empty paper
Were flying in the wind
Then floating gently on a breeze
Came to rest upon my pen

I felt myself forget to breathe
I could find no air
As the very thing I ran from
Lay staring at me there

In desperation my heart cried out
“Why can’t you let me be”
You are that which makes me feel
From what my heart does flee

As if possessed, with no control
My hand ignored my heart
Caring not that what it did
Tore my heart apart

My pen poured ink upon the sheets
Controlled by my traitorous hand
While my heart felt every single word
It vowed to never feel again
© 2010 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
945 · Sep 2018
One Storm Caught a Kiss
A touch we took, because each breath we wore, whispered yes, inside the searching.  So, we circled all our pride with warmth of reason, so we could keep from hurting.

We both smiled at those clouds of divine truth, spinning backwards as they dispensed.  Since an appetite for silence, fueled the moon and stars in this world, as our defense.

One storm caught a kiss we thought had touched the ground of breathtaking rivers to the sea. Yet, neither of us cried out in fear or yearned to fill the empty space, left for free.
Neva Flores Varga Copyright@09/17/18 - Changefulstorm Poetry
944 · Oct 2010
Immovable
A small smooth stone rendered motionless
Debated his place on Earth
With a brightly colored cluster of petals
Wasting their time
For what it was worth

That which cannot be understood stepped inside to rule
All of the unmistakable evidence
Within an absolutely empty space
Final result
Emptiness.........

A continuous period measured by all
Formed a mental picture within
While the small smooth stone never moved
Yet began his debate
Once again

The brightly colored cluster of petals moaned aloud
When the stone began again
Knowing their continuous period measured by all
Would just be wasted
There, on him
*Neva Flores @2010
943 · Jun 2010
Dancing Butterflies
The sweet elusive fragrance of dancing butterflies
Flows gently from the corners of my memory
Mellow and entrancing as the softest sighs
Heard from a whispered cry of glee

I am captured by the aroma in such sweet ecstasy
That plays upon my senses so divine
A lovely, flowing feeling illuminates within me
As if, I have breathed in another time

I have escaped to another time, another place
Where I now dance delicately and free
You can smell the sweet elusive fragrance
Flowing gently from my wings
Breathe in and you can dance with me
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/HerVigil
942 · Oct 2018
Your Word Strings
Show me home in your eyes of fire
while still setting me free
to cross those bridges
I may burn.
Allow what we have to rest
in quiet happiness
of all the unknown ways
we can learn.

Exhale above me with lips
with no selfishness
and an intimacy I can see
without searching.  
Exhaust my inner urges
with your ink and paper
while I soar within
my yearning.

Pen me poetry that cries out
to be the lyrics,
all the pieces of my heart
learn how to sing.
Turn the key to the lock
of beautiful phrases,
draw me a fine portrait with
your word strings.
Copyright Neva Varga @ 10/15/18 - Changefulstorm Poetry
941 · May 2010
Hidden Underneath
The secret night of the needful storm
Lies thundering on the plain
Releasing static of unknown warmth
Into the coldest rain

All the winds of change were released
Throughout the grassy meadows
As lightning strikes upon the peace
And illuminates the shadows

The secrets lying hidden underneath
The grasses fine as feathers
Emerge released from all their sheaths
To see what is the matter

Tiny faces there with wrinkled brows
Howl in increasing need
As they stare at me with mournful scowls
Like I’ve disturbed their peace

In silent fear my only thought to flee
Not a sound to make I dare
Then with a sigh of such relief I see
That their mother isn’t there
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
936 · Apr 2010
What Lies underneath
I hear you laugh at almost everything
I believe I've rarely ever seen you mad
You are such a joy to be around
Because you are hardly ever sad

I watch your face and look into your eyes
And I see sadness there
A look of vast experience
From a life that's not been fair

Sometimes, I see you talk to yourself
Very quiet, very low
And I wonder what is on your mind
What are you trying not to show

I realize that constant laugh
And the smile there on your face
Is not reflected in those eyes of yours
And it seems so out of place

What lies underneath that mask of happiness
That I always see you wear
And how deep do the secrets, and the pain therein lie
That you alone do bear
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
932 · Jan 2011
Unconscious Need
You are in all the corners and nooks of my heart
In the sand on all of my shores
You burn like a flame into all my dark valleys
Embracing my days and each step I take
Here you are and will remain
Forevermore

You are the one calling out from every dream
The one I hold each night in my sleep
Your breath is a touch of the sweetest dew
On the petals of my heart's flowers
That I wear in my hair
Here to keep

You flow like water, I breathe you in as pure air
Laced with an unconscious need
The love you have planted within my soul
Has scattered seed in all of my winds
Planting a beautiful garden
At my feet
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
930 · Apr 2010
Meet Me Here
Meet me here, my love
Where the water flows
Sit with me awhile
And hold me ever close

I need to look into your eyes
And kiss your lips of fire
Feel your body next to mine
Of you I'll never tire

Meet me here, my love
Let's open Heaven's Gates
These arms they ache to hold you close
Please don't make me wait
Copyright *Neva Flores @2009
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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