My Solitary Ways - Jan. 30, 2011

My Solitary Ways

I thought you knew that I swim in unbound waters

Under starlit waves that hurry me along

So why are you here waiting

For me to scale those mountains

Where I don't belong?

Do my solitary ways softly whisper into your ears

As you watch me swim without restraint

Do they pierce your soul

Because I am not the same as you

Is this your complaint?

You say I would not miss one breath of this life I lead

That I may find those mountains surprising

Can you not observe by my smile

My life is pretty near perfect and shining

Without this climbing

I believe it best that you direct that look you are giving

To someone who feels out of place

Show them those mountains

You think I should be out there climbing

While I swim my race

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

My Stars Laugh - January 27, 2011

My Stars Laugh

My lullaby has gone to seek the hand that rocks the cradle

Regardless of his absence, I will sleep

Clever though he be

Rest will never run from me

As my lullaby, my song

Does not keep

I listen to celestial music, sweetly streaming from the stars

Lifting up in glory, there on high

See them breaking rank

In my twinkling eyes

Lulling me to peaceful sleep

From afar

Quite a fix could stand above my head in a reckless aftermath

If my lullaby were the keeper of my song

The one I hold here in my heart

Strolling down night's path

My lullaby seeks

I still sleep

While my stars laugh................

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

As He Can - January 26, 2011

As He Can

The soul that knows the air he breathes

Already loves himself

On wings of possibility he flies

Outside of his own pain

With belief

The way he feels, he gently expresses

With a peaceful hand

Keeping his fires burning low

And manner of speech

In command

Where he hangs his hat, he calls home

A place where he is pleased

He listens to his morning ringing in

With a joyful heart

Just to be

The soul that knows the air he breathes

Holds his heart in his hands

Touching the world with the peace

He feels inside himself

As he can

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Painting Heaven - January 25, 2011

 Painting Heaven

I painted a picture of heaven with you as my sun

While humming with my eyes aglow

Smelled the fragrance of a rain

On a crimson satin rose

My heart, you won

In this heaven I painted myself as your moon

Side by side there we glowed in our sky

And your ears caught every note

I softly hummed and replied

With smiling eyes

I painted a million stars into my picture of heaven

Stunningly beautiful, flaming bits of light

To let them listen as I hummed

My song of love each night

To you my sun

My picture of heaven became a show of lights

As each star moved in closer to hear

The song of love I hummed

For only my sun’s ears

And his delight

I painted a picture of heaven and removed the stars

So I could once again see the face of my sun

Finding my heaven a better place

With the light that comes

From where you are

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Tact - January 24, 2011

Tact

On your way to finding the secrets of life and all the lips

That have spoken into the setting sun

When reflection comes make sure you taste

With a mind that listens

To everyone

When you ride the ship where you feed your thirst

On wet roses, make sure you find

All the broken hearts that have been drowned

In tears where you left them

Low and unkind

When you find your own heart is breaking in two

And you weep within your own strife

Perhaps you will find the reflection you see

Is what you have gained

Feeding on life

On your way to finding the secrets of life and all the lips

That have spoken into the setting sun

When reflection comes make sure you take care

To treasure the hearts

Of everyone

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Where the Willing Waits - Jan. 23, 2011

Where the Willing Waits

I carry the sun in a song to a land, where lovers can never forget

How to slip in between existence through unlocked doors

If you would listen to the murmur of this tale

You would leap first to hear the words

And ask for more

Take my hand and swiftly run through the sky of a hundred spells

Listen to my voice softly define the land and sea

Come and follow me in between existence

And we will slip into those doors

No need of keys

We will roam far away to where the willing waits to hear a song

Upon the paths where love resounds quite forgotten

If they will listen to the murmur of this tale

They can slip in between existence

With abandon

We will carry the sun in a song to a land, so lovers never forget

How to slip in between existence and reality

Enter into doors with no need of keys

Resounding words of love

From land and sea

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Unwritten - January 20, 2011

Unwritten

Give me warmth in a close and quiet port with a song unwritten

So when the wind unveils her pride I will not know

I will dive headfirst into uncharted waters

Write the words to the song

With my harp of gold

Send me a reason to leave my warm and quiet port with you

So when the wind unveils her pride I will stay warm

We will dive headfirst into uncharted waters

With a new song unwritten

In both our arms

Promise me I will not long for the song unwritten I wrote alone

When I leave my warm and quiet port to write for you

Then I will dive headfirst into uncharted waters

Write the words to a new unwritten song

You can sing too

Our song will hold a thousand nights of memories of bliss

To keep us warm when the wind unveils her pride

We will sing each word together in harmony

While we dive headfirst into waters

With our warmth inside

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Wind On My Wings - Jan. 19, 2011

 

Gronxador, JOSEP PINÓS I COMES (1867-1916)

Wind on My Wings

Once I wished to raise my gaze in fascination

At the thought of dreadful fear

Looked into the face of trying declarations

Bent backwards, ever groaning

With eyes, full of tears

One day I took note of all those birds in my skies

Freely flying high without a care

As I swiftly dried those tears from my eyes

My wings spread forth, taking flight

Along with dreadful fear

A new beginning I wished to rise up and see

Here flickering within my heart

I looked to the hand holding courage’s key

Stood up proud and true

Watching fear depart

Until I can see the bottom of the endless deep

I will not give way to failure

An easy life, I may not always bid to keep

But the daring wind on my wings

I will know in splendor

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

My Beginning - January 17, 2011

My Beginning

I broke the spell on my own, though its reach was far and wide

Even when you hid your face in your hands

I learned to sing louder

Until I had turned

The tide

I wondered if you ever thought of me or one kiss I gave to you

When you read all the words I wrote

Did they burn like pouring salt

Into an open wound

Of truth

I took a look at the coldest smile and found the warmest heart

Standing clear of the picture and its owner

Thought I broke the spell on my own

As I watched your fingers

Come apart

From a straight drop of a thousand feet, I found the spell's ending

Then tried to hide my heart in my own hands

But you only learned to sing louder

Until you had become

My beginning

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

The Story is Ours - Jan. 15, 2011

The Story is Ours

The sun will know where we first began

To explain there is no need

All we have been before is in our hands

But, when you come with me

You must lead

Many a story calls our hearts to fly like doves

From where our flowers bloom

Into skies of our beliefs we soar above

Unknown valleys of woven time

Spun upon life's loom

In flight together, we will find an open door

Where our needs are met the same

With no concern of what came heretofore

Yet, when you come with me

Know my name

Bright feathers from the changing years

Will lie within our home's flowers

What we have been will shed no tears

For when you come with me

The story's ours

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Vanquishing the Darkness- Jan. 14, 2011

Vanquishing the Darkness

Scintillating shades of brilliance absorb into my pores

Opulently bathing me in a radiant light

Flowing through my senses, appealing to my soul

An incandescent energy 
Of pure delight

Tranquil beads of silken dew form upon my skin

Expressing adoration for the light

Pleasing drops of exultation, tears of joy divine

Sending darkness into 
The swiftest flight

A renewal of my spirit, eagerly blooming intensity

Persuasion of the sweetest kind

Is found in this release, the delightful peace I keep

Bathing in the brilliant 
Light I find

An incandescent energy is flowing from my senses

Sending darkness fleeing from my soul

Tranquil beads of light are beaming from my spirit

Sweetly smiling, as darkness 
Loses hold

Copyright *Neva Flores @2010

I Have Come To Be - Jan. 13, 2011

I Have Come To Be

I am the only daughter of the heart of understanding

Once again, I have come to be a gleam

In the eyes of those who are too demanding

Beautifully, I scatter my virtues

Into their dreams

Behold the hearts, full of pain and disappointment

Who think their fate is writ in stone

Watch their eyes light up in amazement

When they suddenly find

They are not alone

I am the only son of the burning flames of passion

Once again, I have come to be a gleam

In the eyes of those who have lost appreciation

Beautifully, I scatter my virtues

Into their dreams

Behold the hearts, which have lost their determination

Who no longer dare to follow their dreams

Watch their eyes light up in complete fascination

When they find once again

Their self-esteem

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Not My Time - January 12, 2011

Not My Time

The grass bowed in the quiet evening

While five hundred children

Stood by like lambs.

Awaking a symbol of love

With their smiles.

The sweetest sound broke forth

To cheer the stars above

While the children all lit candles

For every nation

I could hear a drum resound

Like flowers by a meadow stream

Such grace was revealed

When at last I could see their faces

There I fell to the ground

And began to dream

In my dream I followed the children

Into the coldest winds

Wondering if I would die, following love

Then soon the sweetest weight

Proved to be light

A burden was lifted from my fearful heart

With such gladness I was filled

When the cold winds led to a pathway

Where the souls gone before

Now quietly lived

I charged ahead of the children

To meet the ones I loved

But like flowers by a meadow stream

I was held in place

By the hands of precious time

I awoke crying on the grass that bowed

In the quiet evening

Where five hundred children once stood

Wiped a tear from my eye and smiled

As I lit my own candle of love

Copyright *Neva Flores @ 01/11/11

Power of Chance - January 11, 2011

Power of Chance

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 @ 01/11/2011

Centering - January 10, 2011

Centering

I am filled with burning flames of the rising sun

Your ocean bed is where I anchor

I radiate my warmth into your waters as one

Seeking a calming balance

And my center

In the evening fog you hold me ever gently

Safely beneath those clouded skies

As my warmth radiates into you freely

I am lulled to peaceful sleep

With you nearby

I would be a burning ship with a wanderer's mast

Here sailing lost in my own ocean

If not for your bed of anchoring calm and rest

Where I can radiate my warmth

From the rising sun

When it is time for my ship to sail off once again

I will take hold of my anchor

Sail away into the rising sun, chasing winds

But know you this, to you I shall return

To again, find my center

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Breathe Upon These Miles - Jan. 09, 2011

Breathe Upon These Miles

Softly breathe upon these miles between you and I

Where they will not continue to seem so far

Let them fall by the wayside

So that I am able to look into your eyes

No matter where we are

I cannot help but wish to be cradled in your hours

To be ever listening to your heartbeat

A sound quieting my own

Filling my world with precious showers

'Tis when I feel complete

Until the moment comes when you softly breathe

Upon these miles between you and me

Here I will be, by the wayside

Until your breath shows the way that leads

To erase all these miles I see

Softly breathe upon these miles between you and I

Until they no longer continue to exist

Let them fall by the wayside

So that I am able to look into your eyes

And be cradled in your kiss

Copyright *Neva Flores@2010

Without Answers - Jan. 08, 2011

Without Answers

 

If you can tell me why the sea roars when staring at the moon

I will drink the essence of your different ways

Together we will find where the dish took the spoon

Live with fire in our eyes

All our days

If you can launch a ship that glides into wisdom's harbor

I will sail along with you until the end of time

Together we will learn the secret of love's nature

Live a life full of passion

So sublime

However, if you cannot tell me why the sea roars at the moon

Or launch a ship that will glide into wisdom's harbor

Together our hearts can still learn how to sing in tune

In our own perfect harmony

Without answers

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Dry Your Tears - January 07, 2011

Dry Your Tears

When your fingers dare to take the wilderness from this land
A breeze will play in your thoughts
For a hundred years
All the flower's hearts will ache to stand
And watch the leaves
Dry my tears

Apart from the cobwebs spun in my name forevermore
You may perhaps believe I roamed
In and out of sorrow
Yet if I could make you see heretofore
You would know I only cried
The tears I borrowed

When your fingers dare to take the wilderness from this land
I will spin cobwebs in your name
For a hundred years
Your heart will always ache to stand
So you can find the leaves
To dry your tears

Copyright *Neva Flores @2010

Beneath a Naked Flame - Jan. 06, 2011

Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Astarte Syriaca (1877);
Manchester Ciry Art
Gallery, UK

Beneath a Naked Flame

Beneath a naked flame, there lies all the hidden resolution

I heard him softly sing to you my friend

You bowed your head in a silken thread of absolution

While spilling forgetful darkness

From your hands

Are your eyes dim because your dreams are distant

To you I could hear him softly sing

You bowed your head to escape from existence

Then you closed your burning eyes

On everything

Above your line of sight a patient angel is there waiting

He sang to you, although you did not hear

If you will unbow your head, stand still anticipating

Open up your burning eyes

All will be clear

Beneath a naked flame, there lies your own contentment

I know because I felt the burn in his song

But if your silken thread holds onto your resentment

Your eyes will burn in darkness

Your lifelong

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Heart of Being - January 05, 2011

Heart of Being

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

Face to Face - January 04, 2011

Face to Face

When you come face to face with your own mind

Is all you find, growing wild within

Are your eyes seeking to find

The Golden Fleece

Once again

Are you suddenly fleeing where clouds have gathered

With a burning candle raised on high

Wondering if you have mastered

This profound race of life

Not a tear, you cry

Do you continue walking within opposing views

Saving certain parts of all you find

Thinking surely it's up to you

To tame the wildness

In your mind

When you come face to face with your own mind

Can you gaze upon the wildness and smile

Not give a care if the fleece you find

Yet enjoy the journey

All the while

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Artist - Jia Lu