Monday, October 1, 2012

When She Writes About the Rain - Oct. 01, 2012

Angels by Anna Zero1




When She Writes About the Rain

There is a massive distance
between her smile and tears
when she writes about the rain.
Because her faded dreams
put her mind at ease
behind the places
where she stands
in pain.

Sitting in the garden
where one finds love
in those eyes
that speak of alone.
She writes lines
which intrigue mysteriously.
You can see her words dance
where she's walked,
when dawn breaks
across the trees.

The inner deepness of her words
hold on to each cloud,
crying out to the depths
of our bones.
They tell us our worst hours
contain the time outside
of her faded dreams
and that they too.....
will soon be gone.

When she writes about the rain
we smile
behind the places
where we stood in pain.
You can see her words dance
where she's walked,
knowing......
they never speak
in vain.


© 2012 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm

7 comments:

  1. So happy to read you! This is beautiful Neva!

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  2. "You can see her words dance..."

    Very nice.

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  3. smiles...you make her dance and she makes the words...and the rain is as refreshing to the old pains as ever...lovely....

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  4. Nice and tight. Had to read this one aloud to come to its rhythm but it is there so resplendent.

    "...They tell us our worst hours
    contain the time outside
    of her faded dreams..."

    These few words tell anyone all they will ever need know about their time.

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  5. I can always absorb your words in palpable rapture! :) xoxo

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  6. Very beautiful poetry j'adore

    merci pour l'envoie Neva ..

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