Painting Old Photographs
Love comes in colors that show truth in states as they exit
Is an animal whose skies I want to be in forever
Yet when love is gone, I can see the moon
Or am I wrong
Do I only see the spotlights
Left over from desire
All aglow as a poet, quietly I lay in the shallows of my spirit
Dreaming within old photographs, I painted
Yet when I reach for the sweetness
It is not on the table
And the way it made me feel
I cannot remember
They say it is never too late to see the colors that drift by
When you stand on the hills of your first love
If you close your eyes, you can see
Pictures you painted
And there lies the sweetness
Among the love
Perhaps the moon looks for raindrops shining in my eyes
To make those colors fade into the background
But I know the truth remains untouched
As I stand on this hill
Still painting old photographs
A brighter hue
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
There does seem to be a tendency to paint older photographs with a brighter hue unless we go out of our way to fully appreciate today. Happy Monday!
ReplyDelete..im glad we do this...so true..!beautiful..!
ReplyDeleteRepainting faded photos, nostalgic and inspiring poem.
ReplyDelete** Excellent Neva j'aime beautiful ...
ReplyDeletethis is an excellent write...we do paint old memories to fit our world...great truth..you inspired me today...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful read for me ,Neva,,Thank You.Clears the present to appreciate the faded photos.
ReplyDeleteThe whole concept of taking a photo, painting it to enhance the memory that resides within it...lovely..bkm
ReplyDeleteThe human soul is a happiness seeking entity. It thrives on love, truth, charity and forgiveness even in the midst of adversity. It blossoms and shines with an all encompassing light for all to see when we fertilize it with true unconditional love.
ReplyDeleteA lovely poem Neva, It brought out my soul.
Thanks.
beautiful Neva...you had me at the gorgeous first line "Love comes in colors that show truth in states as they exit"...Wow!
ReplyDeleteNeva,
ReplyDeleteI visit your poetry whenever I desire to experience the intense beauty and incredible possibilities of the English language. The world is a better place for your presence and for your work. Thank you.
James.
Your words fill me with hope. I am feeling very lonely at the moment, but your words remind me that there are other people in the world who feel like I do, even if they are far away...
ReplyDeletereally ... good
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