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From where my body understands
that youth has told me goodbye.
A few steps more......
and I am starting to think
my life still contains
little pieces of a beginning
that will never die.

Betrayal, fills in the blanks
when I try to hold back
from singing the melody.....
of my heart.
When I'm looking for that someone
who is able to run
through my forest
written in.........
as my other part.

In all this waiting for love,
my youth.......has become
a memory.....
protected..........by no sword or shield.
I cannot find favor on any day
that I spend counting leaves on trees....
that stand........
in quietly, fading fields.

I can no longer stand in secret
knowing my youth
lies on its back, pleading.......
to be young, once again.
While I breathe in the footsteps........
of a long lost smile......
weaved around a love
I keep waiting..........
to begin.
Copyright @2012 - Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
When I kissed the cheek of the break of day
Into her ears I whispered
All of my secrets
I felt her presence stray into my emotions
Where she laughed and played
Until I found she had stolen
My love from me

The blackest night became my new beloved
While daybreak sat and smiled
Knowing that she was merely inches
From accepting his embrace as her own
She laughed and played  
Until I found she had stolen
My love from me

Now I am here gazing into your eyes alone
Yet mine are not filled with any tears
I became a fugitive of love
With an angry heart
Forgiveness has never known
Until I found that you had stolen
My love from me
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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I brought you a broken heart
You returned it healed
I showed you senses that were numb
You made me feel

Distrust I showed
Your net you spread and shared
And when I leaped I found you there

I have shown you true
You have shown me real
I love you more than a heart should feel
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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The game of Hearts one may play
Thinking they will win
Yet all the cards they throw down
Stand back up again

The cards they shift round and round
All about the table
Winner takes all you hear said
The players they enable

The lowest card could never win
One would have to think
So they smile and throw one down
Never even blink

This game of Hearts is not one
That makes a bit of sense
As you find what you threw down
Was your best defense

What you may think to be the least
Is worth more than the rest
The game of Hearts you will lose
As often it’s the best
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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I heard thunder rumble from the edge of the dark horizon
While in the distance lightening flared
Then a perfect silence turned time backwards
As I breathed in the sweetest air

Such unexplained feelings for which I have no words
Suddenly echoed through my locked in heart
A longing for something that left me defenseless
With absolutely no route of escape to embark

An uncontrolled fire emerged as if from my fingertips
Leaving my spirit open with no place to hide
Yearning for a satisfaction I have never known
While melting away all of my pride

A love as pure as untouched spring water
Mysteriously and deeply ruled by the fates
Had broken the chains wound around my heart
And flooded into my spirit’s own gates
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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There existed new roads, where we had to walk
Lonely bridges, we had to cross
To come to know the lessons we had to learn
As two stones, gathering wisdom’s moss

Those changes reflected in the show of eyes
Breathes new air into the wind
That blows the same without the sighs
Of the past, rushing in

There lies a sweet song within a tune recalled
Which now has expression to note
Carried deep within to move the heart of all
Waiting this day, to be wrote

An empty page, a pen, a poet’s lyrical heart
Time on the side of precious ink
Now pens the words, here to impart
New air, awaits to drink

Our bare soles are tattered and travel weary
Yet our hearts have been renewed
Gathered in wisdom of moss we carry
As two stones, changing our view
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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There is the deepest river raging in my soul
Gently flowing into all of me
Roaring with a thunder over each and everything
Crashing like the rolling waves of the sea

These mixed up signals, watch them as they flow
From my gentle river’s ever fleeting ways
Come and let me sing my gentle, raging song for you
Sit awhile, and listen as I play

Listen to the roaring whisper of my voice cascade
As it sweetly rings within your ears
Let me tempt and challenge all your tender senses
As I bring your eyes to joyful tears

If you wish to see, what is gently raging here
I will be thrilled to show you more
Come and let me take you to some secret places
No one’s ever seen before

Take the deepest look into these gentle raging eyes
  Plunge deeply into my roaring soul
Come and ride the raging current of my fleeting ways
Lose yourself, as my river takes control
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Go close the door and shut the gate
There’s no more to reveal
What’s been seen and said before
I no longer feel

That which was felt so strong
As if meant to be
No longer pours into the flow
Of everything I see

That which should flow so naturally
Now does not flow at all
And I can’t express what I don’t feel
Even up against the wall

So close the door and shut the gate
The flow has disappeared
When you take and don’t give back
You'll find there's nothing here
© 2010 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
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I looked out from a heart that hoped and saw a precious jewel
Unafraid of my gleaming leaves or the way I speak
With a heart unselfish and never cruel
Shining as in a dream
A light to seek

The air sprouted new leaves as time and space stood still
Touching these gleaming leaves of my own
What a heavenly gesture I could feel
Radiating from this jewel
Unbeknown

Clearly, in my sight, my pulse quickened at the view
As these leaves kissed my gleaming green
Such treasure I found in a jewel
When I looked out in hope
Unforeseen

Never again will I see my world the same as before
Because I saw a precious jewel
With air my leaves adore
A heart unselfish
Never cruel
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Silver and gold mean nothing to a red rose petal.
It would never speed down a rippling stream seeking treasure.
So why do you whisper like the devil with his hat in his hand to me
When tranquility is all that I need.

There is no sign that says “For Rent” on my heart.
I have no need for a cluster of jewels when my evening ends.
Happy I will be twisting and turning in a blanket of leaves.
Take with you all your glittering whispers, I am full to the brim.

Within my soul, I hold great treasure. My feet are firmly planted.
All I have need for is the love that shines in my stars.
Silver and gold mean nothing to a red rose petal.
Go away, you cannot ever barter with me for my heart.

When all is still the sun is my gold and the stars are my silver.
My treasure is the tranquility I hold deep within my soul.
There is no sign that says “For Rent” on my heart.
Put your hat back on my friend, and be gone.
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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Such splendid music can be heard
Ringing through the sky
On the whispering wings of bluebirds
When morning’s drawing nigh

Wonderful incandescent notes so sweet
Will melt the coldest heart
You’ll be smiling at each one you meet
Laughing when you part

What a glorious  morning has begun
With the lovely bluebird's song
Now you’ll be sweetly smiling in the sun
While laughing all day long
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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I removed my glorious wings for just a while
To walk about here on this ground
Now I am so afraid to put them back on and fly again
A terrible fear of heights I have suddenly found

This whole charade is crumbling now all around my head
As I quake in fear at the very thought of flight
Yet I sit and look upon these wings of mine and long
To take off and fly with all my might

As I sit and stare at my wings the only sound I hear
Is that of my own racing heart still beating
In the stillness I stop and realize without my wings
Myself I have been defeating

I gather all the strength I know I hold inside of me
And put my glorious wings back on
With a cry of triumph heard around the world and back
I spread my wings and I am gone
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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A new tear parted last night from an ocean of eternity
Where it had once laid shivering and sweet
Beginning to comprehend those words of comfort
From a spirit that has awakened within
Every eye you meet

Looking up for peace of mind outside of black and white
Thoughts hold a subtle sweetness all around
This new tear stares into the breath of expectation
Seeing glory in beautiful shades of gray  
Now wonderfully profound

An old tear reveals lips that speak to us of retribution
Losing sight of what is right and wrong
Telling stories that have no place at all to go
Except dark hills carried in our souls
For way too long

A new tear parted last night from an ocean of eternity
Defining hope in feelings now recognized
In all those words of comfort proceeding forth
From the spirit awakening within
These smiling eyes
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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Our hands taste the water as the world demands a song
Within a whispered feeling runs something deeper
Our eyes have seen a vision of tomorrow
Written on the face of our setting sun
In perfect time

Where is the golden bowl of beauty from stories of old
Did it gaze into the mirror of life and change
When our hands tasted the water
Did we forget our song
Because we aged

We walk hand in hand attempting to get ever closer
To the water, that whispers sweet melodies
Yet if we found the golden bowl to fill
Would we even comprehend
The price we’d pay

Our hands tasted the water and we sang to the world
Gazing at our beauty in the mirror of sweet youth
The golden bowl is not empty nor is it lost
We hold it inside filled to the brim
With life’s truth
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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With a golden dish in my right hand
I came to get my fill
Of honeysuckle pleasures
On hidden vines
There waiting for my tender touch
Sweetness I did find
Under the marble steps
Of my will

That old cunning devil flew right by me
My conscious saw him first
A shift of black
Lifting up in airy flight
Yet still I sought out my reward
Though his face I could see
My dish, would be filled
That night

I thought of waiting for my pleasure
Then in a lullaby I rehearsed
I convinced myself to reach out anyway
As I came to get my fill
Of all those hidden treasures
So I sang my song
And put my conscious
In reverse

With a golden dish in my right hand
A shift of black in my heart
I partook of those honeysuckle pleasures
Yet no sweetness did I find
In those hidden vines
When from my own will
I did depart
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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There are many wondrous days
When I feel you by my side
With your protection and your presence
My every step you lead and guide

Yet some are so very barren
And my spirit feels completely dry
I can’t feel you near me and I’m thirsty
And I keep asking why

At times I can’t help but wonder
If anything is planned
I keep asking where you are
And trying to understand

On these days so gray and cloudy
I find it’s best to just be still
Quietly listen for your answer
It comes and always will
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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When you found pleasure
walking on the bridge of night
you did not breathe in the eyes that cried.  
You gave your heart to the dreams of midnight
all for the want of sighs.

You lived beside the cause of never
in a garden beautiful as the reasons why.
I never mentioned the winds of all your years,
always trusting,
one day you would fly.

You searched for sleep
by haunting ways that no tear
first had been. Time passed
left you singing an endless song
of dreams of midnight on the bridge again.

Your world had no time
where rain fell in crystal showers.
So in vain you burned to become part
of the skies that whispered words of honey
into your every hour.

When you found pleasure
walking on the bridge of night
you found the hand of sorrow.
You gave your heart to the dreams of midnight
while the eyes that cried,
found your tomorrow.
True friends can help us seek inside our souls
For that which is true
Retrace our steps looking into burning coals
Of blazing fires, we left a smoldering
When life went all-askew

They help us see beyond our looking glass
Under places where we hide
Deep scars and wounds of days gone past
From all those bitter tears
That never dried

A true friend can help us see a side of us
We may not wish to see
While holding our hand in gentle trust
Even when
We don’t agree

The truest friend is the one who appears
To help put those fires out cold
Binds your wounds and dries your tears
While holding the hand
Of your soul
*Dedicated to Lorilynn

Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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I softly close my eyes inhaling the wind in adoration
Strokes of heaven brush my lovely face
Splendid, satisfying streams of the touch of angel wings
Have surely come to greet me in this place

My flowing hair of silken ebony is lifting in the breeze
Reaching up to touch the hands of the wind
Adoring the strokes of heaven, brushing every strand
Welcoming each touch, again and again

Slowly opening my eyes, of the deepest emerald green
I look to find the face of the wind
Yet nothing do I see, but the briskly falling leaves
Adoring the strokes of his hands

I must take my leave, from this lovely wind I so adore
Leave his strokes of heaven in this place
The briskly falling leaves, have all taken him from me
I can no longer feel his hands on my face
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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I see your heartbeat in every man
and I can hear your mind
even though you hide
behind the sun.
You disappear
into places of mystery    
where you survive
inside your fun.

You see yourself
as the lost make believe
and leave no room for reality
to ever be the same.
All those bridges you are burning
have you drowning
inside of your
own shame.

You want to vanish
into a spiraling truth
and be heard
by your feelings
while reaching out.  
There is no such thing as honor
when sitting on a velvet seat
where you only shout.

Your tears will soon pass
when you think
of the anticipation
of the dreams you had
in your cradle.  
Harmony breathes in a quiet breath
lasts forever
if it is able.
Copyright *2013 - Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
I heard the rushing wind in the calmest air
Loudly whispering
Unemotional words spoken through many tears
Flying freely
With no wings

The present time became bygone
Dedicatedly detached
A light of darkness lit up bright shadows
Well suited
In mismatch

Opposing allies fought for hostile peace
Calling light the same
Agitation dwelled in tranquility
All their calmness
Spoke disclaim

Harmony was found within a tempest
Coordinated discord
The rushing wind screamed out quietly
Time as they knew it
Was no more
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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What has happened to the music
I heard so sweetly played
Between two hearts that sang as one
With the voice that love did make

A melody warm and haunting
With words of love so sweet
Sang in harmony soft and clear
That never missed a beat

Such a symphony was created
As two hearts sang as one
Written by the hand of love
To never come undone

Has the music ended
Does the tune no longer play
How could love’s song end suddenly
If true love never fades
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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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
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When warm I love you’s join affection
our souls
cannot seem to say
it is time to go.
I can see
no journey’s end
that will ever prove to me
that forever
could ever think
of leaving this love
we stand by.

I hold on tight to your soul
even after
we say goodnight.
Inside my mind, I see visions
looking back at caresses
from your hands
and no door is closed
In my heart
containing any words written
you have not read.

Sometimes life feels like a river
flowing into the dawn
reaching beyond
any love song of passion
clinging to the clouds
I am in.
However, thoughts of you
sail me higher
and higher
into beautiful colors
again.

I am left breathless when I see your hands
moving within the realms
of a thousand
I love you’s
yet to be said.
I can see no journey’s end
to this forever
I feel,
as one by one
they are heard on my skin.
I’m breaking free of all these chains
That bind this heart of mine
I’ll be running free to find myself
And my peace of mind

A heart that’s wild runs inside of me
A spirit that is free
All these chains around me now
For long they will not be

All the inhibitions that hold me back
From who I want to be
Take your flight from me now
So I’ll be free to speak

I feel them slipping from my heart
Quickly see them go
Listen as I speak my mind
My words so freely flow
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Echoes fall like raindrops on leaves of lonesome trees
Whispering to the heartless
Come and listen and you will hear their sound
Calling softly
To the darkness

A rustling in the underbrush stirs an unknown need
Curiosity feeds upon the now
The crescent moon is waiting for eyes yet to see
Wondrous visions
He will soon endow

Wheels begin to turn in the mind of the present
Defying the light and the sound
Though their ears hear the echoes, still is the absence
Of the hearts recognition
Of the found
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
A look was cast, so you and I could drink existence
From an overflowing cup of starry nights
Faintly quickening the pulse of our essence
Telling new beginnings to take flight

They say nothingness and being, know not why they are
Yet they share in existence just the same
Does this mean one is full of wisdom, taking him so far
When asked, he cannot recall his name

Entwined in our existence are strong yearnings just to be
Determining where our gaze strays within
Making it possible to be, more than we ourselves can see
If we drink from this cup once again

A look was cast, so you and I could find the heart of being
We held on to in nothingness the same
Will you drink from this overflowing cup I am seeing
Gaze within and still recall my name?
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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The time had come to renew the morning mist and clinging ivy
As the shimmering stars were quickly forced away
In sweet displays, I saw before me
The dawning of a brand new day

I stopped and took a look, under the great unknown
Thinking I would be pleased at the sight
Waited on the darkest song
Many call our night

A distant swaying caught my eye, I think a friend of fate
With a heart of fire, waving there at me
Smiling as if he knew, I would be too late
To ever stop, what is and was to be

I turned my gaze from the great unknown awhile
Felt the morning mist upon my face
Watched the ivy cling to the heart of fire and smile
Knowing day had taken place
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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A tender heart held inside a rugged frame
You have quietly locked away
Inside a heart shaped box with fail proof locks
No one can ever break away

You float along a perfect sea of mirrored glass
No rushing waves toss you about
Smoothly gliding through your life alone
Yet I hear your heartbeat shout

I see your haunted eyes secretly peering out
When you do not know I’m there
Seeking ways to get inside your heart shaped box
To let you know how much I care

How I wish you knew that I was standing here
Holding your box's master key
That your tender heart need not be locked away
If you would place your trust in me
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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How quickly we forget, exactly how it feels
To be the one, with nothing at all
So amazing, how fast, those memories steal
From a heart, which no longer crawls

When one knows of the emptiness
Has lived out the shame
How can they not recall being penniless
When mercy calls out their name

If you are the one who is crawling right now
Hold this time, close, in your heart
So you never forget, when you are better endowed
The shame which it can impart

When you are no longer crawling, stand up tall
Keep compassion instilled in your heart
So those memories will never steal away at all
From mercy, you will never part
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
After your darkest night has fallen
The call is coming round
Know what you were looking for
It can again be found

Pick up the pieces of your heart
Throw caution to the wind
Take back the place you know you have
You can do it all again

What you’ve done and where you've been
Matter not at all
Be the one you know you are
When you hear the call

Broken hearts and shattered dreams
Wasted in the tears
Falling from your gentle eyes
Created all your fears

Take what is yours and keep it now
Be who you want to be
Stand up tall and proud and strong
Run fast and be free
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Capricious waves push at my hands, show how much you mean to me
Do you remember how we used to play instead of talk
I would dress for my day while you stood with your back turned
Considering if you should go ahead and celebrate the details
Of a few minutes drawn in chalk

Our eyes look down the road at the reasons we have to be grateful
Looking at skid marks left in place from better times
While a wisp of smoke considers those heels I wore for you
That tore down the walls in our bedroom many nights
As the memories filled your mind

Just a little air to breathe was all we needed inside of this our warmth
So we would be able to feel the joy of love without labels
You stepped back and so did I to sip from the glass of our glow
Because we thought routine had taken all control
Leaving nothing on our table

I find I cannot breathe the air and this drink has lost its glow
Have you forgotten how we used to play
Where is that wisp of smoke that remembers me in heels
That tore down the walls in our bedroom
As we undressed our day
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

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He tunes the bonds which hang on the mirror of the sea
Revealing deep meanings in the vaguest air
She likes to speak of him to me
When her day catches fire
And loses flair

She tells me of the good things he makes her feel
When he tunes the bonds up and down
Yet she wonders what is real
And if that mirror
Makes her world go round

Perfect joy she says he has shown her now
Seems that her cup runneth over
Yet as serenity takes a bow
Those deep meanings
Fail to hold her

She likes to speak of him to me on her cloudy days
I look through her eyes and see the truth
She tunes the bonds in her own way
And when her day catches fire
He becomes her excuse
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Here is a wish that might have said, how I ache to see your face
It lies with upturned eyes upon a hardwood floor
If it would only speak, in my heart’s place
Merely a wish, it would be, no more

I hear your name spoken from the poems I do not write
Like drops of water that endlessly flow
From the thoughts that this wish needs to recite
If my heart would only, let it do so

If I could build a bridge from this floor to my anxious heart
This wishes thoughts could then carry with worth
Instead of forming puddles a world apart
They would become a splash of truth
My heart would have, to unearth
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Here the sky embraces a voiceless rhythm; endless and ancient
That beckons my thoughts in a nightingale's song
Covers my heart in satin and lace
Is where I am alive and find happiness
Where I belong

Here I no longer dream that I can look into your eyes
My emotions play an undying melody
Nothing thrills my heart like the touch I find here
Where the sky embraces an ancient rhythm
As you embrace me

Here all is bright and connected in an endless knowing
That beckons my heart and engulfs my soul
Covers my thoughts in your love
Is where I am alive and find happiness
Where I belong
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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Such a lonesome tune she played one day
Thinking not a soul would hear
But a fine melody of such rare display
  Still fell on angels’ ears

The soulful tune was heard on high
Making crystal tears fall from every eye
Each note was met with woeful sighs
As if all the angels’ hearts were broke inside

On and on without respite she played her tune
Without one single solitary clue
That her lonesome melody need end soon
Before all their hearts she broke in two
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Hidden between what you can see
And what is really there
Are all of the things you look for
Don’t you wonder where

In between the lines of deceit
There hidden lies the truth
It’s staring at you big as life
Right in front of you

Swept right under the carpet of life
Many things are hidden
But do you dare to lift it up
It is not forbidden

What you find when you do
Just might enlighten your soul
Pick it up and take a look
It could make you whole
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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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
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Lightning strikes and shifts high above our never.
Time flows like a river standing out in delight.  
There is more power within ideas
pressing against the throat of morning;
filling your life’s cup with wonder,
than when dusk stands alone
dressed only
in feathered flight.

You cannot pry open the fingers of flight
make them advance any higher
even if you want to know
about time that’s passed.
Twisting and turning you will begin falling,
until what you want to be
sweeps across this land.  
Take my hand
perhaps we will learn
the truth at last.

Last night you looked better
than the first time I met you.
All the while familiar feelings
sank into our sleep.
Madness streams into a waterfall of self,
full of imperfection.
Where comfort causes passion
to stretch tenderly
into each word you kiss,
when our talk
runs ever deep.

All the tears that fall between rocks
surrounding your loneliness
want you to try hard
feel nothing at all.
They glisten as they attempt to become
lost inside your stubborn heart.
Forever tells me these tears
will continue as trails on faces,
and be heard as thunder
when they fall.
I could feel you late last night
Knew that you were there
Watching with your empty eyes
As at the light you stared

I felt you reaching out your hand
To touch that of which you hate
And  I sighed at your attempt
To appease a hunger you can’t sate

Knowing that which you obsess to own
To shatter and defile
Is protected by a hedge of love
That reaches boundless miles

This hedge is my fortress
It burns bright with mighty fire
And each time you try and touch it
I watch the flames burn higher
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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My Love he does not to me bring
Flowers, jewels and such
He knows I care not, for these things
And my heart, they do not touch

My Love he brings, his smile to me
His reassuring touch
He whispers words of love to me
And they mean so ever much

My Love he brings me
Pieces of his heart
Giving of himself, holding back no part

What need should I ever have
Of material things

When the greatest gift of all
My Love daily brings
Himself
Neva Flores * Copyright @ 2009
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
My mind is circling round my heart
Asking what is true
Does my heart safely abide
In all of this I do

Emotions running up and down
Heart beats fast then slow
And right when I think I'm there
I'm not sure which way to go

Loving and being loved
Such lovely words and feelings
But I'm still standing on the edge
Of accepting all this healing

Trust and all that it may be
Has never been a friend of mine
Each time I have gotten close to him
A way to break my heart he finds

Once more I'll put my heart out on a limb
And I'll be strong and bold
Trust I'll once more make my friend
And pray this limb will hold
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
It often makes me angry
When life doesn't turn out like I think it should
And I feel so much resentment
This doesn't do me any good

It pains me when I don't get to do the things
That I wanted to
Because something else was put in my path
That I was led to do

It is hard to just move on and get over it
And know that this too will end
Not let it turn into so much bitterness
And all my emotions offend

It would be so easy to just be angry at the world
I could probably justify it in many ways
But I see that holding anger in my heart
Will only take all the love and light
In this life of mine away
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Each time I come here to this place
To face this world again
A hush falls across my own
And darkness it sets in

I have left all my peace of mind
Everything I've ever known
To be here in a place
Where I know I don't belong

What began as just a test of me
A life lesson to be learned
Some humility to bestow
My spirit now it burns

Some kind of prisoner I've become
Held by unseen chains
With all means to escape
Calling out my name

Will I heed this call I hear
And throw open freedom's gate
Run for all I'm worth
Or wait 'til it's too late
Copyright *Neva Flores 2010
Tired of all the wasted days
All the wasted years
So tired of running backwards
How time disappears

Sick of being sick and tired
Tired of being sad
I decided that only I could change it
Be happy with what I had

Tired of feeling lost
Always seeking home
I took a good look at myself
And how far I've roamed

I've never put down roots
Or clung to anything
Never stayed in one place for long
Afraid they'd clip my wings

It's no wonder I feel I don't belong
Anywhere I roam
I've never stayed there long enough
To call any place my home
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Mirror, Mirror upon my wall
What is this far off land I see
When I look into your lovely glass
It calls out my name and beckons me

Is this my home from another place and time
That I yearn for in my heart of hearts
Bringing memories back to me
From which I cannot part

I think I will step inside you for just a bit
And travel back in time
To see if this place I think is home
Is only in my mind
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Fading stains record the tender scheme of flagrant deliberation
Transparent in their defense of the illusion
Depicting careful consideration of honesty and reserve
While shattering the picture of your delusions

A saturation of recollection, distinctive in its eloquence
Briefly coercing the eyes to conceive
The continuation of a scheme hid in a shroud of confusion
Which refuses to change or ever leave

What would ever stain, yet without any imperfection
Expressing clear in all of its defense
Completely raw and uninhibited in the purest honesty
Yet leave your values standing on the fence

A love beyond comprehension is your tender scheme
The stains are your records of transparency
A continuation one cannot deny, when looking in your eyes
No illusions, just the pureness of honesty
Copyright Neva Flores @2010
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Do not come to me with your messages
Of honey laced with lies
Singing hallelujah from your wreckage
Spinning spite
With upturned eyes

I see your hands are folded there
In prayerful solitude
Yet your actions speak that you don’t care
When you think no ones
Watching you

You speak to me of compassion dear
Mercy which you hold
However those words are just words I fear
Moving lips
From eyes so cold

If you have come here to save my soul
With honey laced with lies
Then I prefer not to enroll
In any lessons
You can provide
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Carry me into the dream you had last night
Where we were as strong as trees
Fill my imagination with little jars of honey
We charmed from the hives
Of bees

Stand up in the sea that holds all wisdom
Commit my face to memory
Sail with me until we are of one mind
Across the lines where you start
I’ll be

You will become the man I will never forget
The seed in my heart that grows
We will set fire to the wind and waters
Until eternity separates our lips
In woe

Promise me if we wake from your dream
I will hear your voice in my ear
Your name will leave the taste of honey
On the lips of my imagination
My Dear
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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To find the strength I need to see
I look to you constantly
To stand up tall and straight and true
My eyes  will always look to you

I shall not forget where my hope lies
Or who is ever by my side
No matter what my day may bring
To this hope I’ll always cling

Your comfort I know you will provide
Such a peace I'll feel inside
I need only  look to what is true
That which I have found in you

No matter what in life may go wrong
My heart will ever sing this song
Your sun shines throughout the rain
Lighting the path where my hope remains
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
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