My Constant - January 17, 2013

Joseph Edward Southall

My Constant 

You are My Constant, touching my skies

and surrounding me with the pleasure

of your existence.

This is an ancient truth

held by the hand of time

and cannot be concealed

or brought down,

futile is resistance.

I will never exhibit thorns

in between my words

or to your feelings

when walking alone

on the shores of my sea.

You are My Constant,

sailing always in the back of my mind,

a ship flying your colors

to the port of me.

You are My Constant.

The one I can never forget.

Without words you have spoken

to my heart

all these years.

You are my sun,

the light of all my hope.

My Constant,

the one I hold inside my heart,

most dear.

© 2013 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm

Raining Silent Moisture - Jan. 12, 2013

Photography by Neva Flores

Raining Silent Moisture

I wander through your thoughts
with eyes full of silent moisture
falling down on those walls
you blindly live behind.
I listen to the loneliest heartbeat
convincing your other half,
inner peace.........
has been found.
Planting seeds in your mind.

I wonder should I leave this place
never return to visit
your future full of pain,
or continue raining silent moisture every day.
These walls you live behind are a fortress
that drain my soul,
no matter how hard I try,
alone.....
I cannot make them dissipate.

© 2013 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm

Skating to the Stars - Jan. 6, 2013

Skating to the Stars

When one skates to the stars
with feet called to wait on the sunrise,
it is said their hearts are hungry
for the dreams full of love
to return again.  
The taste of this hunger
travels with them
into the darkness full of stars
and stirs every sunset
they see
in their domain.

Sometimes this makes one feel
like running away
to erase the past and all pleasures
which made them feel complete
each and every morning.
Still, they know,
love will continue as part of those dreams.
So they skate
to the stars,
to see
what a new sunset
brings.

© 2013 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm