Thursday, November 10, 2011

Spun Web of Gypsy Invitation - Nov. 10, 2011


Spun Web of Gypsy Invitation

New colors embrace the memory of life’s soil
while looking at promises
that rush through our veins.
A tune is heard from our hearts'
circling places in time
where our eyes become the surface
of our souls,
greeting what we see floating
on the winds
of change.

Clearly visible as separate bodies
held on a spun web
of gypsy invitation,
why then do we only remember
the perfect peace
of how our minds meet.
You touch each breath I draw in
as if hunting down my despair
until it becomes as smoke
with leaving feet.

Before the stars were chiseled into an age
that held us captive,
sleep was where the light of the moon
played innocently.
Father Fate swirls, renames himself
with each breath I take,
keeping time for the promises
of true love
that still sing out
to you and me.



© 2011 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm

17 comments:

  1. True and honest love seems to be the door to infinity.

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  2. As sure as the unseen Hand guides our way

    The nebula dissipates as the morning dew, clearly

    And we are free as the leaves of lovely change

    To change with them



    Love your style, sista!
    Don :)

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  3. Deep feelings and emotions from the Gypsy in your soul. Thank You Neva

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  4. That's lovely, Neva. As I've said before, you craft words in a way I can only dream of.

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  5. THE ABOVE HAVE SAID IT ALL....LOVE IT

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  6. Beautiful Grace , Love it, Thank you, Neva

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  7. beautifully penned. surreal and ethereal.

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  8. You touch each breath I draw in
    as if hunting down my despair
    until it becomes as smoke
    with leaving feet

    Amazing....

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  9. this was breathtaking, the images are stunning, beautiful Neva

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  10. "You touch each breath I draw in as if hunting down my despair . . " So tender, so hopeful,so insightful.

    So beautiful . . . your words, their message.

    I'm happy to have come this way.

    Cheers!

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  11. Beautifully written as always Neva.

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  12. Neva, how do you do it? The first line just pulls me right in...so rich and beautiful!

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  13. Fantastic poem Neva.You are truly gifted!

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