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Thursday, December 9, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Paint It Clean With Love - Dec. 08, 2010
Paint it Clean with Love
Life for me is beautiful, like a dress of cool water and shining sun
Decorated with glowing stars and flowing dreams
If you wonder, why this smile of mine rarely comes undone
And what paints this rainbow as my theme
I could tell you stories of dark ways I have had to walk
Speak to you of anger and disgust
But I would rather know, I spread my smile as I talk
So I just leave those stories in the dust
I seek a better home that will wrap around all aching hearts
Built with strength and faith, painted clean in love
Big enough to share and always impart
Sweet warmth, like a glove
Life for me is beautiful, I embrace each day as it dawns
Wearing this smile, it brings to me
Each day is full of cool water and shining sun
I smile at the rainbow I see
If you will watch closely, you can see the glowing stars
Help me find this home I am dreaming of
We can smile and walk together; I hear it is not far
Hold my hand; we will paint it clean with love
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Life for me is beautiful, like a dress of cool water and shining sun
Decorated with glowing stars and flowing dreams
If you wonder, why this smile of mine rarely comes undone
And what paints this rainbow as my theme
I could tell you stories of dark ways I have had to walk
Speak to you of anger and disgust
But I would rather know, I spread my smile as I talk
So I just leave those stories in the dust
I seek a better home that will wrap around all aching hearts
Built with strength and faith, painted clean in love
Big enough to share and always impart
Sweet warmth, like a glove
Life for me is beautiful, I embrace each day as it dawns
Wearing this smile, it brings to me
Each day is full of cool water and shining sun
I smile at the rainbow I see
If you will watch closely, you can see the glowing stars
Help me find this home I am dreaming of
We can smile and walk together; I hear it is not far
Hold my hand; we will paint it clean with love
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
In the Midst of a Journey - Dec. 6, 2010
In the Midst of a Journey
In the midst of a journey within a look of the sweetest eyes
I would imagine flowers as the mightiest giants
When I smelled smoke
I would know there was a fire
And my name would be written in sunshine
Instead of words of defiance
I would never be lost or glance behind me at dawn
Blankness would never claim my day
With gladness I would be filled
I would recognize the swords of those
Who were friend or foe
When entanglements came my way
My time would move ever slowly on the best of days
I would hold all the keys to change
And could tell the difference
Between promises made by the way
Without having fear of my life
Being rearranged
Instead in the midst of a journey within this life of my own
There exist giants who are certainly not flowers
Nor do I always smell smoke
When there is fire
My name is not written in sunshine each hour
Yet to the clouds
I will never give power
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Breath of a Rose - Dec. 5, 2010
Breath of a Rose
Is there no breath in a glowing roses dream
After the night has scattered
None so fair warms a heart it seems
Or equals a breath
That matters
When the night is over in a golden sense
Climbing up above the sea
Would you care or take offense
If a dreaming rose
Could no longer breathe
What follows until the last light shines
Within all your memories
Inside small spaces are you so inclined
To be the dreaming rose
That still breathes
Do you dream willingly, continuing to bloom
After the night has scattered
As you take each breath do you presume
That which warms your heart
To be what matters
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
I Can - November 30, 2010
I Can
I am able without a doubt
To take whatever comes my way
Because I believe that I hear a shout
Which says "I Can" every day
When all hope is shattered, it seems
And I am in the stress of strife
I will still lift my chin and chase my dreams
In this battle, I call "My Life"
I will not wait until tomorrow comes
To do what must be done
Because there is no "Can't"
Where I come from
I am as faithful as our sun
I do not believe that the world is to blame
For my grief or cares
And I do not think a single soul
Should feel ashamed
If my load is more than theirs
I bravely walk along a path I call my own
Not a step, do I take in fear
"I Can" is the name of my song
And I will sing it
Even
Through my tears
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
For What Reason - Nov. 26, 2010
For What Reason
For what reason do my songs appear to dance with beauty
Among the red leaves tossed in autumn winds
If not for the sake of this love, I hold in my heart for thee
This fondness, which glows within
Full in your view, the loveliest apparitions fix speaking eyes
Upon the leaves dancing in song enamored of thee
A fine expression is heard in a rustling of whispered sighs
I smile in knowing, they speak to me
A splash of colors, yellow and orange begin to also hear
I watch them surrendering to dance the same
Tossed within this fondness they appear
To know and call your name
For what reason do my songs appear to dance with beauty
Among these leaves tossed in autumn winds
If not for the sake of this love, I hold in my heart for thee
Then they must dance because they can
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Speak in Rain - Nov. 23, 2010
Speak in Rain
Soft shall be the calling of flowering trees that speak in rain
So it is now as I watch by the side of the way
Listening to the softest drops attain
A hush of silence as they fade
These flowers alone carry a mysterious splendor
Passing surprise into what I know
Pouring their calling out to hearts in wonder
Breathing new life as they go
In my heart of hearts, I hold a love to hear this call
Softly speaking with truth so sweet
Pouring out, as each drop falls
From flowering trees
In crystal sheets
Soft shall be my reply to flowering trees that speak in rain
As I brush my cheek against their splendor
I will always want their drops of calling to remain
As I watch by the side of the way
In silent wonder
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
Life's River - Nov. 22, 2010
Life's River
Until the sea waves wash into the dead of night
Gathering enough jewels to wear
My life will touch upon the shores of light
And my thoughts will always be there
My treasures whirl around the earth as I speak
Clouds rise into the hours beyond
Life's river flows slowly yet is never weak
Eliciting my emotions to respond
Far and fast reaching is the hand of nature's power
I can hear her calling in the wind
My eyes seek to see better in every hour
Releasing dust that made them blind
I see no scarlet time when life could be so cruel
Yet few now remember our sea
But I still watch her gathering all her jewels
To wear upon her waves for you and me
Idle hours are gracious into the dead of night
When sea waves rush upon the shore
As jewels fall from heaven replenishing my light
Flowing life's river into me once more
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
A Gentle Smile - November 15, 2010
A Gentle Smile
When all was dark in paradise I saw a gentle smile
Coming from a twilight time
With hands of fortune folded all the while
Pressed into the spaces of a rhyme
Timid choruses wondered at my passion there
The stars for no reason ventured out
Kindness sang without a care
In a melody devout
A circle from a distant time of gold recited
With thoughtful ears that heard
Verses offered up when dark was lighted
With the gift of precious words
A restful peace rose up into my blissful state of view
Offering up countless unsung refrains
In a quiet hush I brought to you
The music in my veins
Never shall I lose the sight of this gentle smile
Coming from the light of twilight time
As paradise had been dark for quite awhile
Until this smile arrived in a rhyme
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Curving Waves of Dawn - Nov. 14, 2010
Curving Waves of Dawn
We tried to feel the warming flame in the curving waves of dawn
Never had we given evening the love of our faces
Our arms of passion closed and withdrawn
Seeking warmth in future places
Within our wishes we held alone more love than precious angels
Together our voices could create a flooding melody
Alone, we waited for dawn to propel
A warmth, into our need
We believed we were empty shells, waiting for the dawn
Blank faces floating in the evening cold
Distancing ourselves from the most beautiful song
Together we could have sang as in old
We could not feel the warming flame in the curving waves of dawn
Because the warmth was held in our faces
Back to back we sought the warmth of a song
We sang separately together
In different places
If you and I would turn around and look into each others eyes
Create this melody together as our song
Perhaps we could feel the warming flame that never dies
And stop waiting for the curving waves of dawn
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
We tried to feel the warming flame in the curving waves of dawn
Never had we given evening the love of our faces
Our arms of passion closed and withdrawn
Seeking warmth in future places
Within our wishes we held alone more love than precious angels
Together our voices could create a flooding melody
Alone, we waited for dawn to propel
A warmth, into our need
We believed we were empty shells, waiting for the dawn
Blank faces floating in the evening cold
Distancing ourselves from the most beautiful song
Together we could have sang as in old
We could not feel the warming flame in the curving waves of dawn
Because the warmth was held in our faces
Back to back we sought the warmth of a song
We sang separately together
In different places
If you and I would turn around and look into each others eyes
Create this melody together as our song
Perhaps we could feel the warming flame that never dies
And stop waiting for the curving waves of dawn
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Tomorrow - November 02, 2010
Tomorrow
Tomorrow, a private dance will be ending
The sky will yield a bird its blue
All shall wonder at the sight of a new beginning
On a wild pathway
Full of bountiful
Truth
No dark shadows shall dream behind our eyes
Roses will slumber in perfect peace
We will all wonder at this beauty as we sigh
Now understanding
That our pain
Will cease
Our valleys shall again belong to us one and all
Embraced by the arms of calming winds
We will all smile in wonder as we hear the call
Of our beautiful world
Turning round
Again
Today, we stand in silence, awaiting this last dance
A whole reflection of what will be
As time grows we smile and await this chance
To walk this pathway of truth
While birds make ready
To be free
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Tomorrow, a private dance will be ending
The sky will yield a bird its blue
All shall wonder at the sight of a new beginning
On a wild pathway
Full of bountiful
Truth
No dark shadows shall dream behind our eyes
Roses will slumber in perfect peace
We will all wonder at this beauty as we sigh
Now understanding
That our pain
Will cease
Our valleys shall again belong to us one and all
Embraced by the arms of calming winds
We will all smile in wonder as we hear the call
Of our beautiful world
Turning round
Again
Today, we stand in silence, awaiting this last dance
A whole reflection of what will be
As time grows we smile and await this chance
To walk this pathway of truth
While birds make ready
To be free
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
Brilliance - November 1, 2010
Brilliance
Remembering the weeping water and the fire in the dark
Softly breathed into a dream of silence
Flashes of bright cerulean sparks
In a whirl
Of brilliance
Increasing waves enfolding around a storm arising
Of time forgotten, and exiting from itself
Clothed in white linen now admiring
Strength, kept upon
Your shelf
Urgent messages bend into multi-colored bows
Seeking the sun to peacefully corral them
Until a name makes them a vow
And their lights all
Become dim
Sailing on a half-hour's dream full of careless grace
I am breathing this wonderful silence
A tide of glory aglow on my face
Whirling in a flash
Of brilliance
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Remembering the weeping water and the fire in the dark
Softly breathed into a dream of silence
Flashes of bright cerulean sparks
In a whirl
Of brilliance
Increasing waves enfolding around a storm arising
Of time forgotten, and exiting from itself
Clothed in white linen now admiring
Strength, kept upon
Your shelf
Urgent messages bend into multi-colored bows
Seeking the sun to peacefully corral them
Until a name makes them a vow
And their lights all
Become dim
Sailing on a half-hour's dream full of careless grace
I am breathing this wonderful silence
A tide of glory aglow on my face
Whirling in a flash
Of brilliance
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Veiled - October 31, 2010
Veiled
Though I have found you within the walls, you arise
Checked with beauty full of bends and curves
Alone, you hold bright spaces
With the softest footsteps
Of great reserve
Who would have guessed that I would have found you
Emblazoned in all your infinite mystic light
Surrounded by a warm white mist
How hard your essence
Would be to fight
There for a while all was veiled in this warm white mist
Which flew in anew each day on the wind
I slept with feathers round my bed
Ignoring the burning bush
I defend
Now I sigh at the sight of your infinite mystic light
As the wind blows the mist aside
Though I have found you within the walls, I arise
To seek that from which
I hide
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Though I have found you within the walls, you arise
Checked with beauty full of bends and curves
Alone, you hold bright spaces
With the softest footsteps
Of great reserve
Who would have guessed that I would have found you
Emblazoned in all your infinite mystic light
Surrounded by a warm white mist
How hard your essence
Would be to fight
There for a while all was veiled in this warm white mist
Which flew in anew each day on the wind
I slept with feathers round my bed
Ignoring the burning bush
I defend
Now I sigh at the sight of your infinite mystic light
As the wind blows the mist aside
Though I have found you within the walls, I arise
To seek that from which
I hide
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
A Breath Apart - October 26, 2010
A Breath Apart
Those breathings of the softest hours turn
On golden leaves that fall away
Your kisses upon my neck will still burn
When heaven's stars meet
The light of day
Half-awake, I still stand a breath apart
Remembering a budding flower
Lovely angel wings flutter in my heart
As I recall those sweet
Love filled hours
Among the things which move the waves along
Is my tender vision of your hands
A gentle grace with moves so strong
My ebb and flow
At your command
A dove's wings sweep across this flaming blush
Spreading like the rising sun
Upon a chest of happiness a burst of rush
Softly hints of an eternity
Of two becoming one
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Those breathings of the softest hours turn
On golden leaves that fall away
Your kisses upon my neck will still burn
When heaven's stars meet
The light of day
Half-awake, I still stand a breath apart
Remembering a budding flower
Lovely angel wings flutter in my heart
As I recall those sweet
Love filled hours
Among the things which move the waves along
Is my tender vision of your hands
A gentle grace with moves so strong
My ebb and flow
At your command
A dove's wings sweep across this flaming blush
Spreading like the rising sun
Upon a chest of happiness a burst of rush
Softly hints of an eternity
Of two becoming one
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Monday, October 25, 2010
Open Window - October 25, 2010
Open Window
A cardinal is looking in my open window
Searching for his beloved sky
I can see his eyes in the morning glow
Can tell that his wings
Are aching to fly
I can feel a whispered breeze calling out to him
So why does he continue looking here
Instead of lighting there on yonder limb
Is he merely confused
Or full of fear
I dare not utter a single, solitary word
Or move an inch, you see
Recognizing a kindred spirit in this bird
Looking here in my window
Searching, just like me
I am staring at the world through an open window
Always, searching for my beloved sky
One day when I find what I seek, I will go
Spread out my wings
And swiftly fly
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Saturday, October 23, 2010
A Thousand Joys - Oct. 23, 2010
A Thousand Joys
Oh, to love a spirit that clings within my mind
Twines around my heart
Where all those lovely colors gently bind
Into sweet verses of magic
Which never part
This is the happiness I hold close within
Where my best affections lie
A thousand joys softly race across my skin
When I look
Into your eyes
All my darkness crumbles away to naught
When you twine your colors here
Binding verses your heart has taught my own
To chase
Away my fears
Oh, how I love a spirit that clings within my mind
Softly weaves its magic here
Brings a thousand joys to race across my skin so fine
Makes my fears
All disappear
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Oh, to love a spirit that clings within my mind
Twines around my heart
Where all those lovely colors gently bind
Into sweet verses of magic
Which never part
This is the happiness I hold close within
Where my best affections lie
A thousand joys softly race across my skin
When I look
Into your eyes
All my darkness crumbles away to naught
When you twine your colors here
Binding verses your heart has taught my own
To chase
Away my fears
Oh, how I love a spirit that clings within my mind
Softly weaves its magic here
Brings a thousand joys to race across my skin so fine
Makes my fears
All disappear
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Whole - October 17, 2010
Whole
I glimpse your eyes staring at the shadows in my soul
Seeking to calm the wildly rushing storm
That keeps my heart out of control
Unable to keep
The beat
Pulsating whole
I stare into eyes that seek to calm the storms
To make my heart their own
Leaving chambers once cold now warm
And my heart begins to pulsate
To the beat
Of a song, its always known
Buried longings softly rush, to be finally freed
From this heart out of control
Once a half now pulsates complete
As your eyes chase shadows
Calming storms, my heart
Returns to whole
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Seeking to calm the wildly rushing storm
That keeps my heart out of control
Unable to keep
The beat
Pulsating whole
I stare into eyes that seek to calm the storms
To make my heart their own
Leaving chambers once cold now warm
And my heart begins to pulsate
To the beat
Of a song, its always known
Buried longings softly rush, to be finally freed
From this heart out of control
Once a half now pulsates complete
As your eyes chase shadows
Calming storms, my heart
Returns to whole
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
Naive Hearts - October 15, 2010
Naive Hearts
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 naive 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
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Effervesce - October 14, 2010
Effervesce
Filling and fading with a soft caress
My playmate by the deep
Our memories diminish into effervesce
Held upon the sands of time
They keep
We bind and softly lay them all along
Like small sparks of fire
Yet out of the mist they are burning strong
As our soul's
Deepest desires
The dusk of evening, breaks into light
Filling with a soft caress
Memories are found through clouds of night
In the surging foam
Of effervesce
Those sands of time will unbind the fires
My playmate by the deep
Found in our soul's deepest desires
The smallest spark
Will keep
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Filling and fading with a soft caress
My playmate by the deep
Our memories diminish into effervesce
Held upon the sands of time
They keep
We bind and softly lay them all along
Like small sparks of fire
Yet out of the mist they are burning strong
As our soul's
Deepest desires
The dusk of evening, breaks into light
Filling with a soft caress
Memories are found through clouds of night
In the surging foam
Of effervesce
Those sands of time will unbind the fires
My playmate by the deep
Found in our soul's deepest desires
The smallest spark
Will keep
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
Dancing Moonlight - Oct. 11, 2010
Dancing Moonlight
Misty moonlight falls on dancing waters
Shimmers as it plays
Lights the fall of a gauntlet's challenge
Called the sunrise
Of the day
Straining beams of iridescence quietly appear
Changing in a glow
Accumulating dust from a starlight's sphere
A brilliant sparkling
From long ago
A splash of velvet is the midnight sky
Cradling our moon
Softly singing the sweetest lullaby
Knowing the challenge
Is ending soon
Streaks of crimson, fiery red appear
Across the velveteen
The moonlight's dancing end is near
As the sun again
Is seen
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Misty moonlight falls on dancing waters
Shimmers as it plays
Lights the fall of a gauntlet's challenge
Called the sunrise
Of the day
Straining beams of iridescence quietly appear
Changing in a glow
Accumulating dust from a starlight's sphere
A brilliant sparkling
From long ago
A splash of velvet is the midnight sky
Cradling our moon
Softly singing the sweetest lullaby
Knowing the challenge
Is ending soon
Streaks of crimson, fiery red appear
Across the velveteen
The moonlight's dancing end is near
As the sun again
Is seen
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Keystone - October 07, 2010
Keystone
If I asked you what you see in me
Would those rivers
Flow the same
A vessel for to hold the sea
Or a levee for to claim
Would you see walls you can absolve
A tree with no leaves
A riddle
No man could ever solve
Or a truth you can believe
Tell me true, what you can see
When your sky
Is not blue
A web interlacing what cannot be
Or one that ties my heart to you
Would you tell me you celebrate the jewel
You've found
For a kingdom of your own
Kept as a keystone
To create a harmonious sound
You cannot compose on your own
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
If I asked you what you see in me
Would those rivers
Flow the same
A vessel for to hold the sea
Or a levee for to claim
Would you see walls you can absolve
A tree with no leaves
A riddle
No man could ever solve
Or a truth you can believe
Tell me true, what you can see
When your sky
Is not blue
A web interlacing what cannot be
Or one that ties my heart to you
Would you tell me you celebrate the jewel
You've found
For a kingdom of your own
Kept as a keystone
To create a harmonious sound
You cannot compose on your own
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Monday, October 4, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Motives of Ivory Veils - Sept. 30, 2010
Motives of Ivory Veils
I felt a rumor softly touch the air I breathe
Mingling in my exhale
Such a sweet sachet of fleeting mystery
Lost in motives, of ivory veils
Unassuming pleas of poignant measure
Quivered in each breath
Purifying with a gravitational pleasure
Unparalleled, in its depth
Melodious testimony rang within the rising
Of my lyrical express
Sang in tune, along a harmonious horizon
A masterpiece, no less
The rumors touched me with no hearsay
I had inhaled the truth
Found within the mysteries sweet sachet
Motives, of ivory veils of youth
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Seeking Answers - Sept. 29, 2010
Seeking Answers
If I could only climb the highest mountain peak
Or quietly rest upon a jagged cliff
Perhaps I would find all of life's answers I seek
To all the what's, why's and if's
There I would sit for hours in total silence
Never uttering a word
Strongly taking hold of all my given patience
Waiting for answers to be heard
I would look into drifting clouds above me
Searching for a single sign
A picture to enlighten me of my destiny
I would surely seek to find
However, I cannot climb the highest mountain peak
Or quietly rest upon a jagged cliff
I have to live my life in the here and now and seek
Answers to all the what's, why's and if's
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
If I could only climb the highest mountain peak
Or quietly rest upon a jagged cliff
Perhaps I would find all of life's answers I seek
To all the what's, why's and if's
There I would sit for hours in total silence
Never uttering a word
Strongly taking hold of all my given patience
Waiting for answers to be heard
I would look into drifting clouds above me
Searching for a single sign
A picture to enlighten me of my destiny
I would surely seek to find
However, I cannot climb the highest mountain peak
Or quietly rest upon a jagged cliff
I have to live my life in the here and now and seek
Answers to all the what's, why's and if's
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
Within - Sept. 27, 2010
Within
I saw her standing there dressed to the teeth
Every shiny hair in place
Yet her eyes did not match the smile beneath
Pasted perfectly on her face
His shoes were worn and his cuffs were frayed
He could certainly use a haircut
However the smile he gave, my morning made
Changed my mind, so much
You know the Smith's down the street from here
Their big home is so beautiful
A lovely place to live on the outside it appears
So why are their eyes so dull?
Ms. Jackson's roof is leaking and falling in
I know you have seen her place
I wonder how she could be happy living within
Keep that glorious light on her face
Realization dawned on me, this I must confide
Outside appearances fooled me again
What is important is not what is on the outside
Only that which is carried within
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
I saw her standing there dressed to the teeth
Every shiny hair in place
Yet her eyes did not match the smile beneath
Pasted perfectly on her face
His shoes were worn and his cuffs were frayed
He could certainly use a haircut
However the smile he gave, my morning made
Changed my mind, so much
You know the Smith's down the street from here
Their big home is so beautiful
A lovely place to live on the outside it appears
So why are their eyes so dull?
Ms. Jackson's roof is leaking and falling in
I know you have seen her place
I wonder how she could be happy living within
Keep that glorious light on her face
Realization dawned on me, this I must confide
Outside appearances fooled me again
What is important is not what is on the outside
Only that which is carried within
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Little Things Make Me Smile - Sept. 26, 2010
Little Things Make Me Smile
It is the little things in life, which mean so much
They are very quietly innocent
Like the wondrous feel of a clean bed sheets touch
Infused with an April Fresh Downy scent
Waking up startled at a quarter past eight
Jumping up straight from bed
Thinking worriedly that I am going to be terribly late
Remembering, it's my day off instead
Coming to terms, that to my name, I've not a dime
Accepting my usual penniless lot
Then there in the pocket of my faded jeans I find
A crumpled up, forgotten five spot
Sitting down now with my paper and pen
Searching for words to write
Thinking to myself, my mind has gone blank again
Then finding the ones, perfectly right
To win the lottery or an all expense paid vacation
Would be so incredibly nice
However, I will settle, for these small sensations
Any ole day of my life
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
It is the little things in life, which mean so much
They are very quietly innocent
Like the wondrous feel of a clean bed sheets touch
Infused with an April Fresh Downy scent
Waking up startled at a quarter past eight
Jumping up straight from bed
Thinking worriedly that I am going to be terribly late
Remembering, it's my day off instead
Coming to terms, that to my name, I've not a dime
Accepting my usual penniless lot
Then there in the pocket of my faded jeans I find
A crumpled up, forgotten five spot
Sitting down now with my paper and pen
Searching for words to write
Thinking to myself, my mind has gone blank again
Then finding the ones, perfectly right
To win the lottery or an all expense paid vacation
Would be so incredibly nice
However, I will settle, for these small sensations
Any ole day of my life
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Sigh of the Forest - Sept. 25, 2010
Resting on a fallen tree looking up into a shaded sky
At orange and yellow spectacles aglow
I faintly hear the ancient forest breathing in a sigh
Drifting to my wonder here below
A glistening dewdrop shudders in a crystal mesh
High above from a speckled leaf
Aching to just let go and begin its life afresh
Grasping for a taste of relief
I hear a lively rustling in a nest way above me
Joyful chattering of a tiny squirrel
If he knew, I was here now, listening to his glee
Such a hush would fall upon his world
A song of jubilation rings through changing leaves
Planning a journey to warmer climes
Singing winter is a showing, cold wind we will receive
Gather round all my family, it is time
Countless hours I have rested on this fallen tree
Looking up into a shaded sky
I too can feel a cooler breeze setting winter free
Along with the ancient forest I now sigh
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Sometimes - Sept. 21, 2010
Sometimes
Sometimes, life feels like a rainbow, flowing in beautiful colors
Thoughts and ideas flow from me like a river washing clear to my soul
I find great joy and beauty in everything I see and hear and life is so good
Other times, life feels like a massive gray cloud, pressing down on my heart
Metin Demiralay
Squeezing the very life from me and obscuring my vision of all beauty
I despise these days and fight with everything within me to escape this gray cloud
Words of love and tales of fantasy are my escape, disappearing into a world of my own creation
Eventually that old gray cloud lifts and my rainbow comes back along with my cleansing river.
Life is good again and I can smile inside.
I suppose what I describe is the life of every poet or possibly just life period
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Freely Captive - Sept. 18, 2010
Freely Captive
Her delicate hand holds a snow white dove
Captive and yet still free
As her grip is as light as the air he breathes
Flying over his sparkling seas
By her lovely side he sits for hours on end
Never moving a single feather
Happily content to be held in her delicate hand
Through even the stormiest weather
One could easily ask how such a wild creature
In captivity, could be so at ease
With wings that could take him to places unknown
On the simplest touch of a breeze
Perhaps his contentment lies in the knowledge
That he is always free to fly away
Knowing that the delicate hand that holds him captive
Will continue to love him anyway
*Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Her delicate hand holds a snow white dove
Captive and yet still free
As her grip is as light as the air he breathes
Flying over his sparkling seas
By her lovely side he sits for hours on end
Never moving a single feather
Happily content to be held in her delicate hand
Through even the stormiest weather
One could easily ask how such a wild creature
In captivity, could be so at ease
With wings that could take him to places unknown
On the simplest touch of a breeze
Perhaps his contentment lies in the knowledge
That he is always free to fly away
Knowing that the delicate hand that holds him captive
Will continue to love him anyway
*Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
Dancing Anew - Sept. 17, 2010
Dancing Anew
Round and round a blazing fire they dance
To untamed music set aglow
By beauty emanating from their almond eyes
Radiating gently from their souls
What fascinating moves, spun in grand majesty
Whirling streams of stark white linen
Flowing round and round bare legs of darkest brown
Revealing innocence, still hidden
Lovely gypsy maidens all adorned in flaming hue
Firelight spinning from their toes
You can feel their warmth within your heart
Dancing wildly to and fro
Remember when that untamed music ends
To hold it ever close to you
Recall the flaming beauty in their almond eyes
See their dancing start anew
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Round and round a blazing fire they dance
To untamed music set aglow
By beauty emanating from their almond eyes
Radiating gently from their souls
What fascinating moves, spun in grand majesty
Whirling streams of stark white linen
Flowing round and round bare legs of darkest brown
Revealing innocence, still hidden
Lovely gypsy maidens all adorned in flaming hue
Firelight spinning from their toes
You can feel their warmth within your heart
Dancing wildly to and fro
Remember when that untamed music ends
To hold it ever close to you
Recall the flaming beauty in their almond eyes
See their dancing start anew
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
The Raven Queen - Sept. 14, 2010
The Raven Queen
The Raven Queen came from simple country roots
No royal silver spoon did she carry
Raised by unpretentious witches holding great wisdom
Old Gertrude, Esmeralda and Tregarry
Three witches known as spiritual leaders of the valley
Of lowly peasants and abundant woods
Raised her up simply infused with a fiery spirit
Proclaiming the law of the land to be good
Two faces reigned within the leaders and peasants
One which was shown to The Law
The other kept hidden as they lowly bowed to the wind
Praising the moon and icy snow as it thawed
A tale of hidden woe these three leaders carried
Unbeknown to the Raven Queen
Of her true heritage and the tainted gold they kept
From the night Old Death intervened
Old Death quietly crept in on her birthing night
Stole her sweet mother away
Yet for a fee the wise leaders took her in to love
Knowing who she would be one day
An eager student their young queen became
Learning the wisdom of the truth
Quite an apprentice in the ways of the wind
She became early in her youth
All at once the fiercest Winter ever known to the valley
Brought in terrible winds and bitter snow
The young queen watched as the peasants trembled
As savage wolves entered their fold
Great hunger came to the valley along with Old Death
Dissension was called into play
Soon, each of the leaders knew the time had come
To teach her the dark side of their ways
She was pulled from light into the darkest shadows
To embrace her own true destiny
Her dark light shone through the woods and the valley
Bringing the savage wolves to bay
Fear of the Raven Queen's light spread from the valley
Coursing through the veins of The Law
Sending in fierce horsemen thundering with vengeance
Her own lifeblood they came to draw
She answered their thundering with her own call
Heads for heads, raging fire with ice
Saving the ones who took her under their wings
Returning their tainted gold at a price
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
To see other poems submitted for One Shot Wednesday, please visit One Stop Poetry.
The Raven Queen came from simple country roots
No royal silver spoon did she carry
Raised by unpretentious witches holding great wisdom
Old Gertrude, Esmeralda and Tregarry
Three witches known as spiritual leaders of the valley
Of lowly peasants and abundant woods
Raised her up simply infused with a fiery spirit
Proclaiming the law of the land to be good
Two faces reigned within the leaders and peasants
One which was shown to The Law
The other kept hidden as they lowly bowed to the wind
Praising the moon and icy snow as it thawed
A tale of hidden woe these three leaders carried
Unbeknown to the Raven Queen
Of her true heritage and the tainted gold they kept
From the night Old Death intervened
Old Death quietly crept in on her birthing night
Stole her sweet mother away
Yet for a fee the wise leaders took her in to love
Knowing who she would be one day
An eager student their young queen became
Learning the wisdom of the truth
Quite an apprentice in the ways of the wind
She became early in her youth
All at once the fiercest Winter ever known to the valley
Brought in terrible winds and bitter snow
The young queen watched as the peasants trembled
As savage wolves entered their fold
Great hunger came to the valley along with Old Death
Dissension was called into play
Soon, each of the leaders knew the time had come
To teach her the dark side of their ways
She was pulled from light into the darkest shadows
To embrace her own true destiny
Her dark light shone through the woods and the valley
Bringing the savage wolves to bay
Fear of the Raven Queen's light spread from the valley
Coursing through the veins of The Law
Sending in fierce horsemen thundering with vengeance
Her own lifeblood they came to draw
She answered their thundering with her own call
Heads for heads, raging fire with ice
Saving the ones who took her under their wings
Returning their tainted gold at a price
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
To see other poems submitted for One Shot Wednesday, please visit One Stop Poetry.
Monday, September 13, 2010
In My Dreams I Go Home - Sept. 13, 2010
In My Dreams I Go Home
In my dreams, I travel places, far away from here
Where you and I run hand in hand
Full of laughter and midnight kisses under starry skies
In a turquoise ocean touched by ivory sand
Our turquoise ocean is filled with gentle waves
Sparkling under a smiling moon
Swirling slowly around our bodies as we dance
To our hearts, own blissful tune
This place of beauty held only in my dreams
I visit every single night
Knowing you will always meet me there
Underneath our smiling light
When I close my eyes and drift, off to sleep
My heart begins to roam
Hand in hand with you in our turquoise ocean
The place that I call home
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
In my dreams, I travel places, far away from here
Where you and I run hand in hand
Full of laughter and midnight kisses under starry skies
In a turquoise ocean touched by ivory sand
Our turquoise ocean is filled with gentle waves
Sparkling under a smiling moon
Swirling slowly around our bodies as we dance
To our hearts, own blissful tune
This place of beauty held only in my dreams
I visit every single night
Knowing you will always meet me there
Underneath our smiling light
When I close my eyes and drift, off to sleep
My heart begins to roam
Hand in hand with you in our turquoise ocean
The place that I call home
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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