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I wish I could place you deep inside my heart
Show you how much I love you so
Wrap myself around you
And never let you go

I wish that I could take you for a walk
Through these feelings I call mine
And show you how I feel for you
Perhaps then my love I could define

I want to share every part of me with you
And not withhold a single thing
So I hand this heart of mine to you
In it, you'll find my everything
Neva Flores * Copyright @ 2010
When my eyes see the wind stirring in your own
I will hold you as you glide on a breeze
Over waters touched by flames
From a burning sunset
Until the love here in my eyes
I know you see

I know the wind sings in every corner of your heart
Still I love you outside of gentle sighs
I will hold you with everything left unsaid
Until I know, you see the love here
In my eyes

The wind stirring in your eyes listens to my heart
Softly sings as we glide on a breeze
I will hold you until every corner of your own
Sings with the same gentle sighs
Until the wind in your heart
Is at ease

*For My Heart
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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I caressed your face in a picture of you
with fingertips wanting to know
how the light fills your eyes.  
Immediately my fascination turned
into a rushing drive
held perfectly in the middle
of where your heart touches the warmth
of all my memories.

These thoughts alone gather
to capture the moon,
can you not see me wrapped
in continuous seasons
when I walk under the same sky
above where you sit?
My mind wanders and I close my eyes,
wishing you were here,
my fingertips find your picture,
caress your lips.
Copyright ©2012 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
I am existing in a fishbowl, which I bid to be my life
Exposed to every eye that wishes to see
Several random bursts of emotion and personality
And swim here in my fishbowl with me

I swim here in the swift current of my feelings
No holds barred, for all to see
Expressing what so many of us feel inside every day
Not ashamed one bit, to reveal the inner me

If you ever freely choose to reveal your soul
To swim out in the open water free
You may come on and jump right in my fishbowl
And openly swim through life with me
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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A tear fell on a page of random thoughts whispering to me
Fascinating songs in harmony made me their slave
I took the best of all that my eyes could see
Then watched the sunset burn
What I could not save

I plucked a crimson rose and changed its shade to blue
To flood my soul with words deeply sweet
Oh, how my heart leaped at each queue
Telling me, I had accomplished
My feat

I reached for  those stars shining brilliantly up above
Turning away from every smile, I met
Watched the weeds take over my garden of love
As tending to each flower
I did forget

Little pools now form on every page of random thoughts
Each line has slowly faded from my view
Those brilliant stars that I sought
Almost made me forget
My love for you

I now listen to the harmony of the songs that softly play
While holding to the best, which is thee
I smile back at every single face, met along my way
Swiftly removing every ****
From my garden
I can see
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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I hear my fate
surrounding your every touch
and my heart bleeds
in every shade of you.
Because of you,
the colors of my life
have become
a golden sea of happiness,
your sweet love........
breathes into.

You fulfill every dream
that has ever exhaled
into the deepest parts
of my heart.
Dearest,
my soul runs to you whispering,
“I have arrived
with no end to my trust,
from your side..........
I will not part”.
Copyright @2013 - Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
My heart cries out to thee
When I feel so alone
As I know you’ll always hear me
And pull me ever close

No matter what my day may bring
What losses I may see
You are always there to comfort me
And will always be

When I think life’s too much to bear
I can’t carry this cross alone
You lift me up and show me someone
Who can’t find their way home

You give me the initiative that I need
To walk another mile
To extend my hand to a friend
Who needs to see me smile
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com

Dedicated to my friend Ms. Pat
I ask myself if there is a better place
where I can laugh
in the sweetest whisper
and find myself playing tug of war
with distant memories
until they become
a single story.

Under a quiet night I look up
to count my courage
on each flower
of an apple tree
until morning
looks in on me.  
Somehow, I am always left
with my heart
down upon its knees.

I sense that everything dances
within my feelings
warming my thoughts
and just one word
can fill my spirit with you.  
Holding on to your hands
knowing a fire still roars
as a friend of truth.

Laughing inside, I forget about
how rain streamed
like a million rivers
upon all the grasses that used to be.
Pleasure floods through me
like moonlight admires
its own face over the sea.

I ask myself if there is a better place
where I can laugh
in the sweetest whisper,
perhaps change
what I understand to be.
Once again, I find myself  
staring at my heart,
down upon its knees.
Copyright ©2012 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
Your hands play beautiful music
As they play on my heart’s keys
I am filled with awe and wonder
It’s such a mystery

Some before have come to play
And lovely music made
A symphony of such beauty you create
A tune that will not fade

Each key you touch
Becomes your own
A harmony breaks free
My heart is your piano
And it plays only for thee
Copyright *Neva Flores @2009
My heart knows you see the stars I paint in our sky
That you have given each one a name
No words do you ever have to speak of them
I can tell you know they are there
By the look I always see
In your eyes

You never have to tell me that you adore my moon
That sings out to your sun each day
My heart knows we both carry the same tune
And that you understand
All the things
I say

My heart knows you hear the sweet music I make
Even if I cannot hear you singing along
That you have memorized each and every take
Your heart is never off key
Because, you know
My song

All the stars that I paint in our sky shine for you
My heart shines the same
The sweet music I make you make with me too
When you give these stars
I paint in our sky
A name
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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When you close your eyes
do you know
what it is dawning
as a torchlight on the silver glass
of your soul?  
Does your heart like mine
throb with words
crying out to breathe life
into the darkness of your world
and for once,
be understood by all?

If our words could stand up
and dance in the light
of a moon shining on love
they could  be loud enough
for others to learn.
Until everything said
played out in a scene of seconds  
full of trust, never ending
or needing
to be discerned.

My heart speaks the language
that your heart understands.  
Our thoughts
are one and the same.
Your heart too,
speaks the language
my heart understands.  
Each of our words
cries out to breathe life
into the darkness,
oh......
if only they could dance.
Copyright ©2012 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm

For my dear friend in India Maini Sk I generally am known to write poems of romance. Not this one...this is about the universal language of love and trust and peace that is in all the hearts of mankind. If we only try to listen to one another perhaps our words will dance.
Soft and Silky trails of satin kisses
I will leave upon your brow
To remind you of the one who wishes
To be with you right now

You’ll feel them like the coolest breeze
Filled with the warmth of wine
Each time I visit you I will leave
My cool warmth behind

Your eyes will never see me there
Yet your heart will know it’s true
As you’ll breathe in my scent so fair
Each time I visit you

I’ll leave satin kisses on your brow
Laced with the scent of my perfume
To let you know I miss you so
When my heart visits you
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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What a jewel you have become
In this crown of mine
How very proud I am of who you are
As your own way you find

It seems it was just yesterday
You tried to walk before you crawled
While I was busy trying to run
Before I learned to walk

Somehow in the midst of all of this
You grew up and I grew old
And now I see you placing jewels
In your own crown of gold

Your paths not been an easy one
It has been an uphill climb
Yet you've grown tall and straight and true
And I'm so proud to call you mine
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
If my lips appear to fall upon your thoughts,
that is where
they are supposed to be.  
At night,
when your ears hear pages
of the faintest verse
whispering on your neck,
it is my way of telling you everything
will be alright,
go back to sleep,
it is just me.

If you feel the softest kiss in the morning
as if the sun
has filled the passageways
of your heart
with everything you miss.
The radiance you feel in these spaces
is not a dream
in which you have fallen,
nor random chance,
it is my way
of sending you bliss.

If your temperature rises in a delightful instant,
eternally warming your soul
with a drink
and leaving your heart glowing.
It is because it holds the promises
my heart placed long ago
in a chalice called my love
where you can drink
of a warmth overflowing.

I am always with you
even on those nights
that seem to never end.  
I walk delicately across your mind
tying the strings of your heart
to my own.
You can hear my voice
when my lips fall upon your thoughts
whispering,
“I love you, My Heart,
I’m coming home.”
All of my life
I have been climbing a mountain
And been beset often, by vast days of strife
I never quite reach the top
Yet, I keep climbing and I'll never stop

I have been fighting a battle
Sometimes with each step that I take
Fighting off demons with angels
While deciding what to keep or forsake

The vision of truth In my destination
Some days Is so very unclear
Of which paths I should be taking
And of which paths
I should steer clear

No matter how hard this endeavor
Ever it shall become
To get to the top of this mountain
I shall persistently climb

Learning always
From all my mistakes
Until, my journey is done
Neva Flores * Copyright @ 2009
Ever searching for my niche
I find myself afire
Something new to conquer
To lift my spirits higher

I attack my conquest at a run
Giving it my all
Never seeing all the pride
That cometh before the fall

I stretch my psyche 'til I'm transparent
I won't break but I'll sure bend
Putting so much in what I do
I light fires at both ends

When I reach my breaking point
What is important in the end
Is that I recall the lessons learned
When I seek my niche again
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
I’m out here living on the edge
Of my own reality
While finding ways to figure out
How life’s supposed to be

When I know what’s going on
I will fill you in
But as for now I’ve not a clue
How it’s going to end

I rock along with each day
Praying I see light
There’s got to be some out there
If one looks just right

I hope to find some answers
To all life’s mysteries
While living on the edge here
Of my own reality
© 2010 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
Once again I came and waited here for you
Knowing you would never show
So I sat and watched the ivy climbing true
Upon these walls
To and fro

I do believe this time next year
Still waiting, I will be
Filling my artesian well full of all these tears
Flowing freely
Inside of me

Perhaps one day all that climbing ivy
Will overtake my well
Take within itself all this inside me
I am afraid to show
And tell

Therefore, no longer will I sit here and wait for you
Knowing you will never show
I will go out into the world searching true
Leave this ivy here
Alone to grow

I will no longer wait for you to come to me
Filling my artesian well
Instead, I will leave all this ivy here to be
As I climb right out of
My own shell
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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A taste of heavenly wonder greets my adoring face
In the distinct form of salty spray
Such magnificent showers of mist filled hours
You bless me with each day

A lullaby of mesmerizing verse I hear in every wave
Crashing upon your delightful shore
My heart cannot help but sing along with you
Deeply love you even more

I faintly hear the distant cries of the soaring gulls
Impassioned by the sight of thee
I wonder if you intensely bless their tiny souls
The way that you bless me

I feel the warmth begin to fade from the setting sun
Soon, I know I must leave your side
Travel along your sandy shores, safely to my home
Knowing in my dreams, you will still abide
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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I have spent a lifetime
Searching for you
So many different places
Has that search
Taken me to

I have known great joy
And shed many tears
I have lived and laughed
And loved
While searching
All these years

I have made mistakes
Yes, quite a few
Learning what I
Need and want
In my search for you

I have felt great pain
And danced out
In the rain
All of the while
Still searching
For your smile

All at once
There came a day
I thought my
Search it was in vain
I gave up on my quest
And gave this search
A rest

All at once
To my surprise
I looked into your eyes
And I knew my search
No longer had to be
As you
Had found me
Copyright *Neva Flores @2009
See the misted windows tinted gray
From ashes of the fire
Enveloped by the blowing wind
Of all that I desire

Thorns of feelings passed away
***** the heart of me
As I look through the tinted glass
To see what I can see

I saw moonlit nights I walked alone
Beside the roaring sea
While looking for the world I knew
The place that I should be

The answers then I thought I found
As plain as plain could be
But looking through the tinted glass
I saw myself set free

With such joy and elation felt inside
I opened the window wide
No longer looking through tinted glass
I found who I was inside

My vision no longer tinted in gray
I could finally see
That the only place I need to be
Is where I can be me
Copyright @Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
My ship and I are sailing off to sea
Unsure where we are bound
Still I am smiling in the breeze
At this life I’ve found

I am the captain of my own ship
I sail where’er I please
I can always sail back home
Or I can stay at sea

My ship she is a beauty
Because she belongs to me
I can sail her by myself
In calm or stormy seas
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
I thought you knew that I swim in unbound waters
Under starlit waves that hurry me along
So why are you here waiting
For me to scale those mountains
Where I don’t belong?

Do my solitary ways softly whisper into your ears
As you watch me swim without restraint
Do they pierce your soul
Because I am not the same as you
Is this your complaint?

You say I would not miss one breath of this life I lead
That I may find those mountains surprising
Can you not observe by my smile
My life is pretty near perfect and shining
Without this climbing

I believe it best that you direct that look you are giving
To someone who feels out of place
Show them those mountains
You think I should be out there climbing
While I swim my race
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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My lullaby has gone to seek the hand that rocks the cradle
Regardless of his absence, I will sleep
Clever though he be
Rest will never run from me
As my lullaby, my song
Does not keep

I listen to celestial music, sweetly streaming from the stars
Lifting up in glory, there on high
See them breaking rank
In my twinkling eyes
Lulling me to peaceful sleep
From afar

Quite a fix could stand above my head in a reckless aftermath
If my lullaby were the keeper of my song
The one I hold here in my heart
Strolling down night's path
My lullaby seeks
I still sleep

While my stars laugh………..
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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Oh wherever did my sun go
Is he hiding behind the clouds
I look but I can't find him
Perhaps I don't know how

I feel his warmth upon my face
But I can't see his glow
I'm afraid if I keep standing here
I'll burn and I won't know

I'm sure he came up this morning
I saw him when he rose
But my day's grown dark and cloudy
And I miss him so

The day just keeps a passing
And I am growing cold
I suppose that I'll stop looking
As his face I can't behold
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
You are the first thought on my mind
Each day when I awake
You roam between the rest
All throughout my day

You are the last thought on my mind
Before I drift off to sleep
And you walk in all my dreams
It seems my thoughts you keep

If I should wake or drift off to sleep
And thoughts of you are not on my mind
I will not be here at all
I believe that one will find
Neva Flores * Copyright @ 2010
Does my voice look at itself in the mirror
and see eyes lost in a desert
where butterflies
welcome one drop of rain,
or eyes that dance
inside a cup full of yesterdays
I cannot get back again?

Are there words my voice hears
that capture my heart
like music
and make me learn
my own path to walk,
existing inside of the joy
I find on a blank page
where my ink whispers to talk?

Could my voice be beautiful as a picture
painted inside a quiet heart
reaching out to be heard
time and time again
as if it walks seeking peace
inside of my every single word?

My voice looks at itself in the mirror
and sees that time is precious
in these eyes daring to look back
the same,
it picks up my pen
like a long lost friend
who never forgets my name.

My voice is not lost in a desert
bound eternally
to seek out the rain
nor does it dance
inside a cup full of yesterday.  
It sings across these blank pages
whispering
in the ink of my ways.
Dedicated to my Poetic Mentor Gary Pegoda
You thought you drove a nail into my heart
When you said goodbye
Left me here to stand alone
Thinking I would cry

Your nail it only pricked a bit
As it narrowly missed its mark
Because the point that it was aiming for
Did not contain my heart

Walk away and take your tools
Your hammer and your nail
And the next time that you aim
You'll only hurt yourself

You see the heart that you were seeking
To drive your nail into
Does not belong to me
As I gave it to you
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Silken impressions can entice a novice
Unversed and starry-eyed
To leap from a cast iron refuge into raging fires
Relinquishing any thought of their pride

Sweet tempting trickles of honeyed bliss
Dance magically in their eyes
While chasing thrills with their naïve hearts
Unskilled in determining lies

A novice becomes tempered in raging fires
Versed in the troubles of love
When their naive hearts are utterly broken in two
Crying out to the blue moon up above

Experience reigns master, as a naive heart learns
To chase those thrills and yet discern
How to patiently peer from the refuge of iron
Before leaping into love’s fiery burn
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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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
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From bright sunlight comes a fine new wind I feel
Yet, whatever can I do or say
When I hear names with sights and sound which still
Glance along my cheek
Each day

Traveling as a faint light with eyes that cannot be misled
Round my lips, I wear a knowing smile
Listening to words that sing out in my head
From a book, I have been reading
For miles and miles

I hear a voice calling out to me from the hills and seas
My inner child I do believe
Asking why I keep trying to always be
The one who will never
Quit or leave

As I travel as this light, I cannot help but wonder how
I can still love and laugh when naught remains
Perhaps this fine new wind I can feel
Has come to tell me that all I say and do
Is not ever done
In vain
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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A never-ending stairway rises into waking clouds
Where questions spin intoxicatingly
No one sees the hidden mind
Climbing helplessly
Forever seeking answers
It cannot see

There are swirling voices whispering “Why”?
Floating spirits of constant “How”?
Guiding this quest internally
Yet no one sees the hidden mind
Climbing that stairway
Helplessly

Are there windows at the top of the stairs
Where a mind can find freedom
Perhaps look out and all answers see
To stop all these questions
From spinning around
Intoxicatingly
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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There is such a sweetness
In the time I spend with you
Closeness like I have never felt
And I know you feel it too

Such mountains we have climbed
What bridges we have built
As we have learned one another
In all these feelings we have felt

We have come to a crossroad
And must decide which way to turn
Will we go around the mountains
Or the bridges burn

We can't deny this sweetness
And the beauty that is within
What we two have built and climbed
We may never find again
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com- From My Capricious Heart
When you leave me say goodbye
Always with a kiss
Never leave me angry
You must remember this

Angry words they are so hurtful
They cut so deep inside
So never leave me angry
Put aside your pride

Forgiveness is not always easy
But do it in advance
Never leave me angry
You may not have a second chance
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010- From My Capricious Heart
Spinning round and round my heart
You have always been
Never leaving, never ending
Come full round again

Perhaps once more is the charm
Let this time be the last
Circle round and get it right
Forget about the past

What went wrong in our yesterday
May be what we never see
But hearts keep circling round and round
And true love never leaves
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Collected skeins of unraveled words drift along in space
Existing in the complexity of time
Bits and pieces of exchanges between two hearts
Containing the mysteries of their rhyme

Sweetness held in close regard never to be revealed
Lies waiting between each and every line
Of the secrets that the words themselves contain
Safely locked away to never be defined

Time will ever hold these words in its warm embrace
As a divine reminder of a love so true
A legacy to only be unraveled by two loving hearts
Exchanging words of love the way we do

These skeins of unraveled words exist here in this time
Complex and yet so simple in their truth
Rhyme, reason, or their secrets, are not to be defined
Until read, by two hearts in love so true
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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All the memories are unfolding
As I turn each page
Written words of love for you
Forever to be saved

My heart is here and can be read
For all the world to see
Everything I feel for you
Written down by me

A love story of such beauty
Penned by my heart
Always here to be read
Never to depart
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
I know of a place where a ruby was born to quietly bless
The beloved, who cry for sweeter songs to hear
However, would we be amazed nonetheless
If what made them smile today
Tomorrow;
Brought no cheer

How hidden can the heart remain, who wanders
Within this place I write of to you now
Can its desires ever be squandered
Because the always want of more
Keeps appreciation
Disallowed

Would a trusting eye be found in silent chill
Its very heart and soul be shaken
If it were to find that, the ruby cannot fill
That which is never satisfied
And always seeking
New sensations
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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With curious feet the night enters with beauty
in her eager eyes.
Love speaks to the ocean of hearts, she has touched
as the moon glides by quietly
before the eyes of men.
I can see your face held by the fingers
Of my hope, once again

In the eyes of peaceful angels with shining hair
of molten gold
I see those shores of all great happiness and joy
Held by a loyal hand,
proclaiming there is love
such a sweet delight rains down
To my heart, from above

I stand here within the comfort
of my silken thoughts of you,
while unmatchable tenderness appears in place
Speaks to me of memories
I can always find.
While breathing in night's sheer beauty
with my own heart in kind

I see your face, if only for a moment,
as the other half of me
As I lay here watching night enter
with curious feet.
Love sweetly touches my heart in a rush
tells me to close my tired eyes
"Sleep, dear one, shush"
© 2011 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
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Our peaceful night sleeps soundly in a mesh of magic arrows
Awakens, looking into the seeking eyes of mankind
Feeling their great joy and bitter sadness flow
Into each breath
In kind

A delightful journey gleaming softly within a minute’s pause
Calmness laughing, lost inside a rolling tear
A gateway bursting with applause
Our peaceful night
Can sense
Our spirits here

Emblems alight and lie mirrored within the wakened night
Glory crowns the essence of our coming day
An outpouring of our feelings light
Night’s magic arrows
On their way

Mankind gazes in wonder at the splendor high above
Night wakens reaching out for their hands
Filling each soul with arrows of love
With each breath he breathes
And commands
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Let not my heart be chained to thee
Please loose these shackles now
Don't clip my wings so I can't fly
As I may forget how

I was born a free spirit
And I must fly
I have to spread my wings
I must be free to express myself
You mustn't change
In me these things

No chains are needed
To hold my love
My passion for you only burns
I'll love you no matter where I roam
I may fly but I'll return
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
You come in peace or prepare for war
When you draw close to me
Know that which you’ve come here for
Make ready for what you’ll see

There will be absolutely no debate
No doctrine to discuss
What I believe and where my faith lies
Is in God, the only one I trust

Do not waste a single second of your time
Trying to change what I believe
Don’t tell me my God does not exist
He lives inside of me
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
I rest upon the windowsill of life’s great expectations
Watching as the world spins by so fast
Not blinded by all the well established estimations
The world brings into our vision from the past

Curiosity and depth of soul have made me who I am
Proudly resting in my own individuality
Watching with no expectations from the windowsill of life
Freely existing in my own personality

Who you are and what you do is of great interest to my soul
Yet I have no expectations of you my friend
I am so very happy to watch you from the windowsill of life
Free to be the individual you hold within

If you will come and sit beside me and rest upon life’s windowsill
We will watch together as the world spins by so fast
Just accept me as I am and I will do the same for you
Such a splendid friendship we will have
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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The moon hangs above two lovers
never fading
from all they want.
Their lips speak a language
of their own.
There need be no explanation
of the urges articulated
between them,
twisting and turning as the misty morning
makes itself known.

They have been pulled under waves
that crash through their fingers
and linger on their tongues
as love.
Altering how they hold each others heart
within the soil of their being,
worn as a scent displayed as beauty
that can only be
from heaven above.

A walk of response places in full view
conversations that cannot
be denied.
Their hearts overflow with sweet passion
face to face,
remembering how the moon hung sweetly
singing stories of adoration
above them
never fading
from this precious place.
We are living in a time of immense transformation
Evolving with our Earth at lightning speed
Tremendous change is ringing in the air we breathe
Often times planting a fearsome seed

Every occurrence, moving in these winds of change
Is safely wrapped in the arms of love
We need not have any fear of the changes we see here
Flying in to rest upon the wings of a dove

We are able to rise to the challenges we meet
Carrying a wealth of strength inside
Setting a fine example by displaying a still tranquility
Into the empty fear that change provides

Open up your glorious hearts with overflowing love
Reflecting all the joy you know is here
Reach out your extended hands to everyone in need
Showing change, need not bring fear
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
I have seen the face of there is no going back
Wiped away the tears of hate
Held the hand of addiction’s bitter hatred
Ripped the mask from a lie’s
Own face

I have reached way up to touch the bottom
Said goodbye, then returned
To feel my heart break one more time
When the fingers of my regret
Got burned

I have walked in the darkness of I can’t feel
Because I choose not too
Fell face down and bumped my head
On every feeling I numbed
From truth

But I saw the face of I can still go on
Looked into my own eyes
Crawled out of darkness in such pain
Even those empty spaces
Made me cry

I am no different than you or you from me
We both carry our own pain
I only know that now I choose to feel
Enjoy my life with no regrets
In the light remain
Copyright *Neva Flores-Smith @2011
Contentment reigns in the freedom from restraint
In your radiant, creative light
Warmth rushes in as you achieve what you hope for
Upon this wondrous night

You have so cleverly withdrawn to fight another day
Disengaged and retained your hope
Turned the pages and the tide in your own favor
Along the way, you have learned to cope

Confusion once lead you to feel a powerlessness
A bitter sorrow for your past
Now you have learned to focus on the bottom line
Gaining a strength inside to last

Irresponsibility and indecision you have laid to rest
Along with frustration and inner strife
As you release the hold of all the gray skies
Shadowing the light in your life

Wonderful surges of vitality, wash throughout your soul
Heralding a new day to begin
You have found your inner spirits, truth and balance
The gray skies hold, has come, to an end
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
She is in your mind and in your dreams
With eyes that haunt you in your sleep
A distant love that you desire
Your heart she does keep

You swim in your ocean of blue by day
With her always on your mind
Walk along the shore deep into the night
This distance is unkind

A heart so full of wonder and love to give
To the one you may never see
Somehow this does not seem fair
No heart would disagree
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
She fell sound asleep there on the crumpled sheets
With her latest book in hand
No longer able to stay awake and read
“How to Keep Her Man”

A book she has for learning everything in life
Instructions on how to live
Even for the simplest matters of the heart
That she is afraid to give

Shelves upon shelves full of hardbound leather
Containing knowledge of her world
She has been learning from these books of hers  
Since she was a little girl

Answers plenty she has found for so many things
In the pages of all her precious books
She’s discovered how to instructions for everything
Even learned to be a decent cook

Yet here she lies asleep on these crumpled sheets
As her man is walking out the door
Unaware that he is wondering if she will ever learn
That there are some things in life like hearts
There are no instructions for
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
Sometimes thoughts of my own
seem able to imprison my words,
break them in half and try and become
someone’s fantasies.
They cast sleeping inspiration upon my morning
with a murmur falling by the side
of my heart’s mysteries.

All of my problems glance easily
off different sides of stones
placed in the dust
I tend to keep beneath my feet.
My eyes see them come undone
until they are no longer fit
to sail with me
or drink from my cup
where all beauty is sweet.

Shamed by care Fear smiles and flutters
behind every forceful word heard
through the translucency it retains.
All of my confidence that has separated
then faces itself to meditate
on all that is brightly lit,
here to remain.

The ground does not pass judgment
same as a soldier leaps to exhibit nobleness
throughout this hemisphere
full of thinking men.
However, greed can leave you
half-empty and ill prepared
for thoughts that will imprison
your words like the wind.

I make headway over the side of dominion
ruling the air of darkness
where fairness becomes one
among the living.
I find I am passing over
what has become sand
within a waterfall,
falling from on high,
due to my misgivings.

I am aware that beneath the taste of a last appearance
the deepest thoughts
can cover those minutes we use.
However, little do we see,
time and time again,
sometimes we tear the best there is
within a man, right in two.
© 2012 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
http://www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
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