Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Seconds Encircle the Night - Feb. 15, 2011



Seconds Encircle the Night

I have seen seconds encircle the night, one at a time
So often within the twinkle of an eye
Waking me to wander from the deepest slumber
Into places where my spirit seeks
The moon on high

Seconds lay waiting like butterflies of innocence
Passing silently without any regret
Until a stroke of midnight rings in so boldly
What is nothing becomes that
You cannot forget

I close my eyes on sleepless nights; listen to the sky
Laughing and smiling as if it understands
Why seconds encircle the night, one at a time
Then appear so innocent while I lie here
Under their command

Passing seconds can change into minutes, then hours
While you wait within the twinkle of an eye
To wake up and wander from the deepest slumber
Into those places your spirit seeks
To see on high

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

13 comments:

  1. 'Seconds lay waiting like butterfles of innocence' - I love that line in particular. Stunning again Neva.

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  2. The inspirational night, takes us to ethereal places and breaks the time barrier, breathtaking poem.

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  3. My goodness, you always blow the cobwebs from my mind. A magical poem once more.

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  4. I also especially love that line Kate mentions. Great!

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  5. "What is nothing becomes that you cannot forget."
    I hate it when that happens. Those obsessions that ultimately tire themselves out. Or is it just us that say "enoungh is enough."

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  6. "What is nothing becomes that
    You cannot forget" the same line jumped out at me...I all this the "mind tangle tango"...circling and circling...until I finally realize exactly what I'm doing and I sit out the next dance and watch the thoughts spin off into the distance.

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  7. For everyone that has asked, Nothing that you cannot forget is all those things that matter not but you allow to become so important to you...:) Hope this helps :)

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  8. I love these lines at the end: To wake up and wander from the deepest slumber
    Into those places your spirit seeks
    To see on high

    This was another beautiful poem.

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  9. This is so lyrical and so beautiful.

    I especially love this stanza:

    "I close my eyes on sleepless nights; listen to the sky
    Laughing and smiling as if it understands
    Why seconds encircle the night, one at a time
    Then appear so innocent while I lie here
    Under their command" - I have spent nights like those...

    Just beautiful, Neva.

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  10. Each second in not a measure of time but a step to a new galaxy lit in the night. I always take a blanket with me to ward off the slight chill out there.

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  11. This puts into vivid, wonderful words the way I feel so many nights - lying there waiting for sleep to come.
    You are indeed a wordsmith Neva.

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