New Blog - December 09, 2010

Thank you to everyone who has 

followed this blog. I now have a new

one that can be located at

http://www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com

Neva Flores

Paint It Clean With Love - Dec. 08, 2010

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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

In the Midst of a Journey - Dec. 6, 2010

Guennadi Ulibin

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

Breath of a Rose - Dec. 5, 2010

Irene Smith - Lensational

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

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

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

Speak in Rain - Nov. 23, 2010

Margarita Shuvalova

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