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What softly stirs your precious heart to breathe
Shakes your very existence
Listens to those winds that sing, you see
Brings blessings to you
In abundance

Does it echo in the words of every woman or man
Like pearls dropped in golden light
Give you wings of desire to swiftly fly to lands
Alter your own purpose
Stand and fight

Can it unbind your soul, bring you peaceful sleep
While your heart plays in the sun
Does it gently replace the dreams you keep
Even when they have been shattered
By everyone

If nothing stirs your precious heart to breathe
Shakes your very existence
Keep listening to those winds that sing, you see
Those blessing will come to you
With persistence
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
In a cold world that fell to the persuasions of a crown
Their lights went out aside the other way
Feeling a primal wish of renown
They looked up into the sky
To find a brighter day

It was said that they pulled a string along the ages
Dipped cautiously into the stars above
Slipped open the locks on cages
Filled everything that could be felt inside
With love

A drift of a thousand years had cursed them with a fate
Bitten into everything they had become
Yet when filled with love’s update
The sweetest glances filled their hearts
And they succumbed

Constrained like trees they waited, bending in the wind
Truthfully their hearts never bowed
Into the fields they were born once again
Tall and straight, free and proud
Released were they
From the crown
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Your heart it is broken, so broken in two
The hurt that you feel is immense
But guarding your heart by withholding your love
Just does not make any sense

Your heart like an instrument needs to be tuned
And its strings they need replaced
Polished and cleaned and buffed to a shine
A heart broken can have a new face

Don't stop playing your music you just hit a wrong note
Tune, restring, polish and clean
Take up your heart and try once again
And soon you will see what I mean
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
If ever there were no secret depths
inside the corners
of a heart,
perhaps lips would not
whisper words
with no preconceptions.
We could paint the air we breathe,
gentle colors that softly speak
to the mind
in a misty lullaby’s reflection.  

If we could swim within our words
touching gray areas
with kisses of time
perhaps, we could gather waves
to last throughout the years.
In the dark of night,
our hearts' would blush,
as they existed side by side
on the edges
of our atmosphere.

Wherever our hands desired to wander,
unnoticed they would never be,
flaming winds stirring
precious hours.
Once again, we could sleep on beds
of soft words raining down
into all of our emotions
and dream
in poetic showers.
Like a bird I breathed in time
from the star of an evening
filled with two shades of laughter.  
I wandered with an empty heart,
seeing faces
that frightened all the love
from the last time
those three little words
floated silently
into spaces
where nothing......
is sheltered.

Different images hold my head up
as if saying
all I ever wanted to be
can be found,
if I move my feet
instead of trying to tame all I look upon
and have become acquainted with.  
Nothing smiles at the shadows
left by my broken heart
here on the sidewalk of
“Never Again, I Said.”

Should I pour colored hope
over what could have been a breath of time
and watch the light of the evening star
return warmth
to a water-painted canvas of laughter
we both can hear?  
Allow my heart to be filled
with two shades of beauty
so those three little words
can float into spaces.......
held dear.
Copyright ©2012 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
I cannot forget the light that falls from your loving glance
Or what a lovely miracle love can be
Such a sweet mystery lies within the power of chance
For those who choose not to forget
What they see

Do we walk among the stones of life in a forever quest
Seeking the fragrance of a perfect rose
Blaming fate or chance, refusing to be blessed
By the perfume of the glance
Under our nose

Are we frightened by the fire we meet on our path
Wave away the smoke in distress
Forget the loving glance because of the wrath
Thinking what is not perfect
Cannot be blessed

I will not forget the light that falls from your loving glance
Or the lovely miracle our love holds
Such a sweet mystery lies within taking a chance
For those who choose to face the fire
Not run or fold
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
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You earnestly plea with precious time to slow down just a bit
So you can accomplish more in your day
Holding tightly to his swinging hands in desperation
To place another second into play

Your attempts to slow him down he finds quite endearing
Smiling at you from his spinning face
Wondering if you even recall your pleas of yesterday
Crying that his hands were stuck in place

Precious time seems to always swiftly fly right past you
When you find you are running late
His hands are spinning round, faster and faster
   Accelerating more, if you hesitate

Precious time slows for no one, nor does he accelerate
He passes by us constantly, the same
Laughing at all the fickle faces there, staring at his hands
Which not a one of them, is able, to tame
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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The days that I awake without a care
And find my heart to be so light
Are the days I need to watch my step
And prepare myself to fight

These are the days I find myself
Accosted at every corner
By spirits with harmful intentions
Attempting to be advisors

They bid to put dark doubts in my mind
And fear deep in my soul
Telling me what I do will make no difference
When Heaven's roll is called

No interest lies in those he knows he has already
He seeks those who walk the lighted path
Extinguishing all the light he may
And will send upon them all his wrath

We must remember on the good days
When all is going right
This is when the soul's in danger
So be prepared to fight
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
I touched the presence of warmth on my pillow
it made me feel sure that I was safe,
went back to sleep smoother than my heartbeat.
Then I awoke to find myself hidden
behind memories of you.

Standing on the corner of never say no,
my feet are firmly planted
in I cannot say I am sorry.  
Will I be the rock laying here asking myself
where I found this bitter pill
under my tongue?

Did I sleep while it rained on everything we ever had
until nothing but sand existed
inside all of these silent moments?
When bluebirds sang
about how the stars laugh
was I here drowning
in my pride?

I touched the presence of warmth on my pillow,
then I reached out to yours
felt the cold.
I lay here and listen to the rain
falling smoother than my heartbeat
I have never felt
so alone.
Indistinct moments of brief respite flow into the room
Where the consequences of your actions lie
Bringing a false sense of relief to rest upon your brow
Until the next time you look into your eyes

The candidness of the mirror suspended within this room
Smiles in all its feigned innocence at you
Sending out a call to come and look upon the wall
Into the very eyes, which reveal the truth

Take a deep breath and enjoy the moment of brief respite
Flowing into your conscience as a reprieve
As soon the mirror will be calling out in laughter
   Come here, and take a look at me

The mirror’s name is Karma also known as Fate
Her call is mighty powerful and strong
The vision that she holds is determined by your actions
Come take a look and see if I am wrong
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Each of us has a dream when kisses turn into a vision
Wrapped in mystery and graceful gentleness
We sit until we see more to be certain
That which we see
Is blameless

We linger on until we can see those lips we kiss
No matter where the sun may rise
Knowing not what really exists
When we look into
Their eyes

Enfolded into forgotten joy we behold the realms
Of what could or should happen or may not
Allowing our burdens to overwhelm
And soon our dreams
We have forgot

Our hearts are tender and can be easily confused
Oft times they walk within a fairytale
Yet if one is always anticipating a hurting bruise
True love never has a chance
To prevail
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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With pleading eyes filled with tears
All hope was fading fast
She knelt in submission to the one
Who should be the last

Immense pain inflicted deeply now
No choice was left to make
To the one she hated most she bowed
As his life she vowed to take

Taken from the one she loved against her will
Her eyes shot sparks of fire
Still holding on with heart pride filled
Great courage she acquired

With strength unknown to men of skill
She lunges for his knife
Takes back the pride that he did steal
When he took her as his wife
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
You sit in golden silence peering inside your own mind
Searching within your spiritual sight
Your eyes completely closed to the world around you
Peace and serenity begin taking flight

Just as solace begins unfolding within your soul
All those old unseen demons step in
Your mind begins chasing those hidden inner doubts
You are still holding tightly, deep within

For one moment, just breathe, draw upon the forces
Sustained in all of life’s intricate weaving
Listening to the sound of your soft voice of innocence
Revealing your demons and their deceiving

Let your mind step away from the walls of deception
Those demons have kept you prisoner in
Return to the basics leaving all your self-importance
Feel the peace and serenity return again
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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Can you hear the call of splendid change ringing in the air
The voice of fate resounding in a roar
You can call the sound you hear coincidence if you like
I believe that fortune is knocking at your door

You have spent your life preparing for a beautiful dream
To be painted in your heart like a rainbow
This promise is ringing in the air, resounding like thunder
Will you hear the call of your dream, or let it go

Within your heart lies the courage of the fiercest lion
Enfolded in your strength of compassion
This you have built in a lifetime of steady preparation
To follow your dreams and your passions

Look upwards into the heavens at the clearest sky
See the rainbow you know your heart is due
Good fortune is knocking with the brightest sunshine
Fate has painted that rainbow for you
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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I am drowning in the music I hear inside my head
Yet I am the one playing the song
I touch upon each note with my fingertips
Then wonder why the music continues on

I love the exquisite sounds I’m entranced by the beat
This  melody  possesses me inside
I feel myself pulled under by this song I create
Yet from this music I can’t hide

The surge surrounds me as I play on and on
Wondering what will become of me
But I can’t stop the music as I so love the song
This melody that plays inside you see

Come and listen to the music that plays inside my head
I will play my endless song for us two
Come be pulled under by the feeling you will surely get
When my music possesses all of you
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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While purple shadows drape the walls
A face is coldly pressed against the glass
Peering out as the sun quickly falls
Into the night’s cool grasp

Icy wind from the distant hills
Fiercely blows between the wooden slats
Standing naked and trembling in the chill
One cannot help but face the facts

The purple shadows on the walls will find
Old tricks to play in brutal turn
On the deep unfathomable waters of the mind
As the numbness begins to burn

A chilling truth is left to face the dawn
Surrounded by the light of reason
As the crushing weight of enlightenment alone
Makes the heart commit treason
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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This world of ours keeps spinning round
Faster than we know
Our days pass by before our eyes
Life so quickly goes

All the time we think we have
We have not at all
Just take a look at what you meant to do
Before distraction came to call

It is so easy to get sidetracked
Forget the purpose that you had
But this old world keeps spinning fast
Sometimes we get misled

This world is something we can't control
We can't stop it or slow it down
But we can always redirect ourselves
Our purpose can again be found
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Run your fingers through my hair
As you kiss my lips
Hold me gently in your arms
With your hands upon my hips

Drink me slowly in with each kiss
Take away my air
Teach me to breathe you in
As deeply as I dare

Stir the soul inside of me
Awaken my desire
Mold your body into mine
As you quench my fire
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Along the thoughts that step forward then quickly leave
I keep the questions I hold in secret asleep
Breathing within the vines of all my scattered hopes
Even when lightning strikes my field of vision
These questions, I secretly keep

When the day comes I will softly smile in anticipation
The gaze of my eyes will meet your own
I will no longer wait to wake the questions I keep
In full daylight out of secret they will climb
No longer in my thoughts alone

Sometimes I hear these questions simply fading away
Beneath the green grass under my feet
Pushed completely out of my mind’s field of vision
Until the truth in my heart awakes to hear
These questions again, repeat
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
Look yonder at the graceful misty suggestions
Delivering  a gentle welcoming gain
Evanescent, yet so remarkably memorable
Infused with the kiss of rain

A fine gossamer glaze of crystalline blue
Creates a jubilant rhapsody
Vigorously dancing within the rushing embrace
Of the passion, known as the sea

Flawless perfection, delicately fragile as porcelain
Unfaltering, lines of exquisite detail
Quietly content the eye  of the beholder
On a stately sensational scale

There is splendid comfort in the quiet of the offing
As the cherished waves rush ashore
Appealing to all of our tender hearts and minds
Compelling the joyful need for more
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
You can quickly transform with a quiet resilience
Remaining deeply grateful to be standing
As feeling sorry for yourself, is merely an excuse
To hold back and accomplish nothing

Educated by the spirit of meaningful experience
One can change and adapt in a flash
Merely seeking out pity for the sake of affirmation
Is buying an excuse to stand back

You can call up the strength deep inside of you
Overcome the struggles you face
Stand up proudly, knowing you survived the battle
Gladly take your rightful place

You may appear weary and worn to the masses
Yet deep within you have more fight
Silently standing up for what you believe in
Steadily on the edge of the right
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Rae was called to lead from her blessed rocking cradle
Isolated from the warmth of hearts
Alone she stood, her mind a field of constant battle
Eyes of ice a world apart

With no gentle hands to soothe or console her
Laughter never came round
Born a warrior, her first cry one of battle
Hush! Her first ever sound

While others were playing, Jack Be Nimble
Rae learned to be quick
With the draw of a sword from her tiny side
Before her neck felt a *****

Schooled in philosophy in matters of the mind
Memorizing her battle scheme
Defense of the weaknesses flowing in her blood
She had no time to dream

Now that Rae has learned the fiercest art of battle
While growing a heart of stone
Her old father is having a changing of heart
Thinking she should not be alone

Pray tell me which one of you handsome lads
Is willing to pay the price
Accept the lovely hand isolated from warmth
Marry, our Rae of Ice?
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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I can hear the whispers in the rain
Against me they conspire
To tear down defenses I have built
As protection from the fire

I’m watching the storm clouds passing by
They laugh at my dismay
As I see the walls come crashing down
The rain was going to save

Now lightening strikes on every side
The rain no longer falls
I hear all the whispers dissipate
Along with all the walls

Completely exposed to the flame
No defenses left in sight
I find my strength without the rain
With no walls I fight
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
Who never passed upon a thought, then found it renewed
Like a compass pointing towards the North again
Is this a tribute which our heart ensues
Or, our minds merely
Playing tricks
In vain

Is there not a breeze that walks amidst the skies
Catching raindrops of forgotten thoughts
Returning memories to spin and rise
Filling corridors which once
We thought held only
Naught

If a single thought remembered can warm a heart again
Then let me be the water in those skies
A raindrop of memories not in vain
That gently passes through
Your mind and brings
You
Blissful sighs
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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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
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I wander through your thoughts
with eyes full of silent moisture
falling down on those walls
you blindly live behind.  
I listen to the loneliest heartbeat
convincing your other half,
inner peace.........
has been found.
Planting seeds in your mind.

I wonder should I leave this place
never return to visit
your future full of pain,
or continue raining silent moisture every day.  
These walls you live behind are a fortress
that drain my soul,
no matter how hard I try,
alone.....
I cannot make them dissipate.
Copyright @Neva Flores-Changefulstorm 01/12/2013
Sculpting peace from the clouds of disarray can often be impossible
As all of your resolve is shattered at the door
To pursue essential seclusion to gather your own thoughts
You find have been hopelessly cast upon the floor

You are stretched beyond the point of a state of transparency
In your attempts to be all to everyone
Finding all you can provide is the smallest glimpse of warmth
Because your clouds of disarray, hide your sun

You find in all your faithfulness, there is loyalty to none
Without stillness for essential introspection
You are drowning in the rain from your clouds of disarray
This transparency has left you with no protection

You will find it is impossible to be everything to everyone
Eventually the clouds of disarray will move in
If one does not take time for essential stillness and reflection
They will drown, when the rain of disarray begins
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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Rambling roses wind round my heart
Containing many thorns
Such beauty they provide for free
For this place which they adorn

With petals soft as satin sheets
Hue of the reddest wine
Kept alive by that they hold
The warmth there which they find

If one can overlook the thorns
My lovely roses hide
Perhaps they can appreciate
What they hold inside
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
My favorite doll’s name is Ranella Balue
She is my loveliest toy
At this moment she and I are in great trouble
Because of her antics and ploys

Ranella is sitting on a shelf by a broken mirror
I have been vanquished to a chair
We sit staring at each other across the room
Pulling the springing curls from our hair

Scattered all around us are broken dishes
Staring from the hardwood floor
Mother’s finest, lying shattered in a million pieces
Because Ranella threw them at the door

Now, I do not understand this lovely doll of mine
How she could do such a thing
I even told Mother it was her fault not my own
As I was outside on my little swing

So here, I sit alone with my favorite doll
Ranella Balue is her name
In trouble once again for something I did not do
She laugh’s, enjoying the game
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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I set out last night on a quest to catch the moon
As I flew through the sky by the shooting stars
The moon it seemed so close to me
But I found it to be too far

I continued on my quest as the night flew by
Ever reaching up into the ******* sky
The moon it loomed before my hands
Then it flew right by

My night was ending and morning it drew nigh
From this futile quest I had to refrain
Tomorrow night I think perhaps
I'll reach out for something I can gain
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Father Time left her on her own to face the persistence of reality
Known to many as merely an illusion
Thinking if she stopped believing it would all just go away
But soon found herself lost in the confusion

She looked around in bewilderment at her dim surroundings
Wondering when the glass would break
In the window between what is real and merely an illusion
And if her poor heart the shattering could take

As she waited, time crept by and her mind began to wonder
About the anxiety and confusion she could feel
Staring at her reflection in the window as she watched
She began to doubt if she was even real

Father Time returned and took her face in his gentle hands
Showed her how to draw a line between the two
She then smiled in peaceful realization at the wisdom there
Looked into her reflection and knew the truth
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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You delight in the presence of a moment in heaven
where you are invincible
within your colorful memories.
It is here you dance to sounds that move in reply
from hills you drove to the sea.

Do you realize that your laughter can melt hearts
but that it is no crime
to not sit alone in your pain?
That your mystique points a finger at your smile
and the frown in your eyes the same.

Many hearts have spaces where the world has lit candles
as a sacrificial move of their own heartbeat.
Yet, our own desire
to hold on tight to skeletons of discontent
readily admits defeat.

In days long past you filled two cups with ease.
Yet, when given the choice of filling three,
you set a trail ablaze
remembering the hidden reasons
why your hands should be set free.

Yes, you delight in the presence of a moment in heaven
where you are invincible
within your colorful memories.
I only hope you will not be forever snared
in the reality of your fantasy.

You have chilled the spaces in your heart by blocking
out the rays of life
when you sit alone in your rain.
None can claim to know your heart yet;
many are willing to share your pain.
© 2011 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
I see you twinkling back at me from the midnight sky
Sending guiding light through the air
Instilling marvelous wonder into my beating heart
With the sweetest peace, that you share

Your light fills my soul with the sustenance I seek
To reestablish all that has gone astray
Filling me with the courage of everlasting hope
The strength I need to walk another day

No longer do I sit alone, desolate in my despair
With you there above me in my sky
As I can hear you singing inside this soul of mine
To take heart, as the future is so bright

Sweet guiding light in heaven, twinkling back at me
Such peace and contentment you bring
As you shed your light, I see all the possibilities
Waiting for me now in life’s wings
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Promises made beneath the moonlight amass in unison
To sing their entrancing song to the stars
Intoxicating lyrics so sweetly sung in harmony
Persuades the most radiant one to brightly beam from afar

Such alluring suggestions ring throughout each stanza
Compelling the brightest star to outshine
Each of its bright companions with its luminous light
As its own shining radiance, it refines

Reaching out into the heavens, the star beams with delight
Burning with all the essence it holds inside
Awaiting all the promises made beneath the moonlight
Anxiously hoping that its light does not subside
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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When I release the engravings within my heart’s collection
I find my needs are swirled within a sleepless sea
Silence is where I find the reflection
Of wisdom
Staring back at me
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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You’re ever close to the brokenhearted
With grieving you’re not displeased
Holding to this knowledge
I know you’ll not turn from me

You are compassionate when I’m downcast
Never distancing yourself from me
Always standing in the shadows
Calling out to me

I know I’m not expected to always be cheerful
To paste a smile upon my face
And I know regardless of my demeanor
Safe with you I have a place

When my spirit feels so crushed
I need not be so brave
As you’ll be right there beside me
My spirit to restore and save
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
You can strikingly feel the magical migration of ions
Controlling the electricity you breathe
All the pleasant sensations of silken charges
Sharing in your sweet ecstasy

A very slight whisper of the purest sensitivity
Skillfully washes into your pores
Releasing a smooth rhythm of tempting delight
Promising your senses so much more

You yield in response to the rhythm of the migration
Cherishing sweetly the spellbinding sound
Of each breath as accepted by your willing spirit
Infused with the taste of the whispers you have found

Is this just a fantastic illusion, unhinging your mind
This migration you now find you embrace
You ask your spirit in a fit of rising rebellion
With a satisfied smile on your face
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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So broken and shattered you yield to the pain
enveloping your spirit from within
You cling to the inevitable resolve you now have  
To remain imprisoned by the very chains which you defend

Completely ensnared in your incessant vigilance to endure
You are steadfast and true to the end
But a victory you may never see in this time
Or your freedom, regain back once again

You now lie to yourself and paint a vision untrue
A beautiful picture with change in the hue
Knowing all the while, the shades will remain the same
As long as there is no change inside of you

Go and gather the pieces and patch them together
You will find a fit that is perfect for you
Release your spirit from this imprisoning snare you defend
To yourself, be ever steadfast and true
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Touch my heart in the shadows of the night
Let silence reign in your seduction
Call to my eyes until I can remember
Words of love you once spoke
Dear to me

Let there be no shame in what we see here
In this warmth you bring to me
Call to my eyes that I am not alone
Words of love you once spoke
So willingly

I am standing still with the print of your heart
Here listening to the beat of my own
Call to my eyes the words of love known
So that I can remember
My way home
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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Lest I should ever forget you
I’ve placed you inside
The deepest part of my heart
To forever abide

Whenever I feel sad and alone
I go to your memory there
Remembering your smile and your touch
The feel of your hands in my hair

I drift back in time to another day
When you held me near
I smile with my eyes as I see your face
And the blue eyes I hold so dear

No longer do I feel alone
No sadness do I see
As I once again walk with you
And feel your love for me
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
Does one become more beautiful
after being broken?  
Could they be repaired with gold
until their heart and mind
are no longer numb?
Will the harsh voices
that caused each crack
disappear............
into a billion pieces
as if never spoken?
If so,
please paint each crack in my heart
and stop.......
where this pain flows from.

Copyright @2013 - Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
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I trust in God and myself
To keep me safe and sound
Nothing else do I count on
To keep me unbound

In order to ensure
That something is done my way
I had best do it myself
Or nothing should I say

If it is at all important
And means everything to me
I’m the one responsible
To make sure that it’s achieved

So many of us expect
To get something for free
I believe everything should be worked for
And not just handed right to me
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Take this restless spirit that I hold
So deep inside of me
Calm and soothe and make it rest
Teach me how to breathe

Slow my mind down from this pace
Enable me to see
That all this constant running
Steals my peace from me

Show me how to just be still
And listen for awhile
How to take a rest from everything
Sit quietly and smile

Take my wandering heart and make it still
Just long enough to find
What it seeks and needs the most
To gain some peace of mind
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
I painted a picture of another time that I existed in
Looked at every color in my view
Thought about the way, my heart beat within
Remembered, the face of you too

I turned the picture over and looked for a nail
Thinking I could hang it on my wall
Every color in my picture my senses did assail
When I remembered the face of our fall

Muted colors of crimson passion flowed in disbelief
From the edges of the canvas I had prepared
Remembering the heart I took like a thief
Tore open and left bleeding there

I turned the picture over and looked for my brush
Every color I had in my view
Thought about the way, my heart beat in a rush
When I remembered, the face of you

I painted a picture of this time we both exist in
Using every color in my view
Thought about the way, my heart beats within
As I retouched, the heart, of you
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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Such a peaceful place I have found
Where I come to be alone
And hide myself away
From everything I've known

Here is such a peaceful state
Nothing to think about
I can disappear inside myself
And float upon the clouds

All I wish to hear around me here
Is just the air I breathe
Rushing through my body
As I return to me
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Please don't disappear from my sight
So that I can't feel you anywhere
Here then gone and back again
And then you reappear

I lose vision of this dream I have
When I lose sight of you
It shakes my very confidence
And breaks my heart in two

Don't be afraid to show yourself
And what you feel inside
I need to know where I stand
Nothing from me hide

What you set out to win you have
Show true self to me
Never hold back what you feel
Reveal what's in your heart to me
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010- From My Capricious Heart
Hello my sweet friend.
It seems I have been asleep forever.
My eyes have been closed for numerous ages
And have not seen your heart.

Your heart is so bright and achingly beautiful
That I must go back to sleep
And turn away as to continue looking
Could pull me into places I am afraid to go.

I have seen you with my eyes closed
As you are in front of me.
Yet I have not seen you as you truly are
With my eyes and heart wide open.

This revelation strikes chords in my soul
That I never knew existed.
How could I have been so blind?

I must take leave of your heart's beauty
And find refuge in my sleep
As remaining here in this revelation
May change my destiny in such ways
As I am not prepared to see.
© Neva Flores 2009
Morning rises in such extraordinary ways;
touching on what is real
When you have been spinning round
in fairy tales
Where stars are silver haired ladies
whose souls have awakened
The smile
carried deep in the pockets
of mist filled clouds
Revealing an upside moon
unveiled

North winds created doorways
radiating single rays of light
That changed the stories old familiar taste
Within dreams a new flame burns on the rosy cheeks
Whose ears are now bent down to hear music
A sleeping soul will make

The heart of the sky melts into bowls;
fills them to their brims
Full of sweet thoughts to save for a rainy day
Unlike the ones you read
in those books you treasure
They dwell inside your heart
softly listening
For you to come and play

Tangled up in fantastic ribbons
of curiously spinning tales
One’s imagination can escape innocently
Into places where everything flows
purely fantastic
To carry on with them when morning rises
To touch upon their reality
© 2011 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
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I saw three faces within a ring of happiness
Like rays of love that sparkled so
Living only to impress
New delights
Into my
Soul

A white dove fluttered by each of the faces
Connected by a chain of purest air
Teaching them to fly in place
On their way to
When and
Where

Rosy petals floated like the tears of angels
Down each cheek in laughter
By each ear a marvel
Whirling into now
To forever and
Hereafter

An elixir of promises spilled from their lips
Flowing into an ocean of true love
I drank my fill in just one sip
To find myself laughing
And here fluttering
With
The doves
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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I cannot grow here in your shade
I will surely die
I can't reach up or branch out
As there is no sun in sight

Each time I reach up to touch the sky
Your branches hold me down
I can't breathe in any air
There's no air around

My roots curl up against me now
They have no room to grow
Yours have taken all our soil
I'll soon die I know

Why can't we just exist as two
Here separately together
Stand up proudly side by side
And both live here forever
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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