Thursday, March 31, 2011

You Never Told Me - March 31, 2011

You Never Told Me

You said you could climb the peaks of life to awaken pain
Even as flashes of madness called you their own
Understandably, I still loved your careless flaming heart
With a watchful face which recalls taking hold
Of your broken chains

You told me the sky hurled heroes upon your summons
Though I know, you still claimed visions shared
So I came and went until you were pleased to let me
Sing the tune of the tongues of angels
To your warrior heart

Beyond the start of centuries stroking cloudy shores
Better than a silent idea you let be sought
Lies the voice of courage clinging to those ideals
You sustained when you named fear
As no such thing

But you never told me that sometimes it rains on love
Or how often you hide when it comes a flood
So when the quiet came I thought you didn't care
I decided to climb the peaks of life myself
To sing pain back to sleep

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Monday, March 28, 2011

Wisdom's Honey - March 28, 2011

 Wisdom's Honey

Write on a rolling stone all your fine threads of thought
Raining down from the new dew of morning
In time's remaining colors wrought
For my eyes

Nothing will I reply, from the silence of my soul
Yet I will dream to be the one who drinks
From the essence of your bowl
The honey of your wisdom
As you think

Your thoughts profoundly stir the hands of my mind
Whirling into the print upon a rolling stone
Each fine thread my eyes find
Stir time's remaining colors
In distinctive tones

I hunger for the honey of your wisdom endlessly
Long to drink from your fine threads
Write on a rolling stone for me
The thoughts inside
Your head

Copyright *Neva Flores @2010

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Questions Run in Lines of Ink - March 27, 2011

Questions Run In Lines of Ink

Perhaps new colors and a pocketful of delight is what you wish for
When the only thing you would do is tear them to pieces
Slowly but surely you simply drink up your dreams
As they stand up before you questioning
Your thirsty heart's seams

You ask me to put the light of our sun on the vines of your life
Then cry when the mist on their leaves becomes dry
So while we debate whether to open doors
What we ignore now becomes huge
Yet we still wonder why

Questions run in lines of ink until silence deafens what is complete
Because no sooner are they composed, you surrender
Wondering if you tried your best to know
If chaos could be trusted at all
With a heart so tender

This is what remains when your heart forgets an unspoken kindness
A faint murmur that can hold much more than you realize
It is always ready to give your thirsty heart a drink
When debating whether to open doors
To those lines of ink

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Friday, March 25, 2011

All My Fault is Just a Pale Rose - March 25, 2011

All My Fault is Just a Pale Rose

All I can see is the truth when the tide rises as if wanting to be caught
If there is anything that treads the path of regard
One spun word that is kept makes little motion in the air
It is all my fault is just a pale rose that cries
To length's of disregard

So little speaks within reason to longing when standing on the shore
All I know is that some things never seem possible
Until the daylight explores the pages of my tender skin
Bringing ancient feelings to rise in echoes
So quick my heart to pull

I slowly move to turn around because I know I am promised more
Than what has been done now by other hands
To see all the pleasure in this life that I know still remains
Even when my mirror reflects a stranger
Held in a foreign land

We may never know seasons holding precious words of truth
Some days all we are able to see is a frown
Yet one spun word that is kept will make a motion
Until we realize it is all my fault
Keeps us down

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Among the Towering Trees - March 23, 2011

Among the Towering Trees

As I see, I love you written on a canvas among the towering trees
I will always remember looking into your eyes
All around me, I feel your touch without a single sound
As if, your fingers trace a trail among the trees
Where you wrote I love you in the sky

I stand waiting for the words to begin to fade into the sky
For my happiness to leave upon a breeze
Each time I look at this canvas, anew I see I love you
Becoming one the same as you and I
Among the towering trees

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Silent Rain Sighing in My Sleep - March 22, 2011

Silent Rain Sighing in My Sleep

You are the silent rain I feel sighing in my sleep
In silence I trust this land of ease
This song you play for me quiet though it be
Is held dear in all its beauty
In perfect peace

I remember winds with kindness like pretty pictures
Yet I recall the hour they pulled me close
They left me with such sorrow that I can tell you
When I am lonely is when I remember
Them the most

You sit beside me and I behold beauty as I sleep
Protected always in your silent rain
This song you play for me quiet though it be
Has returned my trust in love
My peace regained

When my air is silent you are the veil of pleasure
That wraps song around my soul
And though quiet may be the sweetest
Silent sound my land of ease
Has ever known

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Monday, March 21, 2011

Some Eyes Seek Beautiful Shadows - March 21, 2011

Some Eyes Seek Beautiful Shadows

I know that some eyes seek beautiful shadows to follow
What suffering highlighted by moonlight can do
How the stain of the world fills spaces in our hearts
Until we no longer notice we cannot feel the fire
Of what is right and true

I know how whispers of our past can take our earthly peace
Until we become tossed like disheveled leaves
How it feels to speak and think no one is listening
The terrifying feat of trying to be strong
When I want to grieve

I know those dark nights of looking down empty hallways
When I am afraid to breathe or close my eyes
As if a spell has been cast on my life in subtle shades
With a power that I cannot wish away
No matter how I sigh

However, I also know how we wait to make a single move
Day to day how we sit still and just abide
Pushing away all hands of comfort while asking
Why all the stars have been removed
From our skies

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Friday, March 18, 2011

In Comes No Reply - March 18, 2011

In Comes No Reply

You fade away into silent raindrops leaving emptiness inside me
The time you should never doubt, comes to remain
If any good should come near it would only be a sting
In places where I meet more than I know
You are kind, I will give you that

I can see where no reply comes creeping in, a knife wielding thief
You will recognize her by how tall she stands
Wishing your reality would not sleep within these places
Is not always the wisest way to know her lips
You best be singing a delicate song

One hand fails to fill the cracks of everything we've been through
While life performs for unbreakable hearts
You fade away leaving nothing but emptiness inside me
Now who will protect me when I think no reply
Is softly calling out my name

There are seasons still looking for truth to be what it calls itself
So go ahead and rearrange all your doubts
Keep wishing your reality will form into shapes that sting
I will take this emptiness from more than I know
Leave a kiss on no reply's sweet mouth

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Where My Soul Bleeds - March 15, 2011

Johanne Cullen
Where My Soul Bleeds

I am looking at black ink waking up the words that cut through me
While praying, they form a message that sends relief
I want to scream out that this is my world I love so deeply
And that every page is the ground
Where my soul bleeds

Tell me is it less fair to extend a soul so drained that it no longer sings
Yet still rises shyly to offer a quiet refrain you will never forget
Do the tears that are folded into a new day
Become ignorant so much so that they
Drown your spirit

If I wrote you a love letter, would you search the world for our destiny
Perhaps finding words full of vibrant colors that spin on the truth
Or would you get discouraged with my right hand
For delaying the proud breezes you wish
To feel here in wonder

I am looking at black ink racing through my veins
Let me take the time to create a story that will comfort every page
Of this world I love so deeply because rare is the heartbeat
That overcomes that which is taught by time to walk
On the definition of a kiss

My thoughts crumble into sweet passion waking black ink
Until my heart is bathed in a constant notice from time and space
Although my words are never spoken
Bits and pieces of them enjoyed the last time the ink whispered
Onto pages where my soul bleeds

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Friday, March 11, 2011

Unshielded Eyes - March 11, 2011

Unshielded Eyes

The first small opening let in love's breath in bountiful measure
Brought a black and white beginning all at one time
A sweet current came through following sands of long ago
Where you sold your soul to the music of tomorrow
In whispers of nickels and dimes

Here upon your feelings you now write words from crystal skies
While you wait to catch the wind on your brow
So why are your eyes closed as if they will be a shield
To always, protect you from what is inevitably
What you have to feel now

Will your words grace your existence in your poetic dreams
Or perhaps reconnect you to love's breath
When the last voice you hear gives up tenderness
That cannot be forgotten as it rises and falls
Within your heart nonetheless

What is love, perhaps a constant fire with a burn that magnifies
Or a place one goes never returning the same
Where you learned the words to a song you never knew
Could break your heart in an instant
If your theme it became

Black and white may be the beginning, shades of gray seep in
Nothing is immovable here in love's paradise
You can breathe in love's breath in bountiful measures
Yet know, you must feel each breath
With unshielded eyes

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

A Wilderness of Freedom - March 08, 2011

A Wilderness of Freedom

Slide your feelings into mine, under the fire I breathe
Embracing all the highs and lows, you behold
Keep me safe and warm from the winds that blow
Around moments when this heart forgets
You are a gift much too precious
To ever let go

Allow the wilderness of your soul to run with mine
Loving the taste of our own freedom
Upon life's stage, we will explore our inner depths
Together collecting pieces to fill spaces
On the elusive silver screen
Of knowing wisdom

Come return kisses of light from a passionate moon
With the radiance of our hearts' desire
Slide your feelings into mine, my precious gift
Hold me when the winds come knocking
To take the eternal flame I breathe
From my air's fire

Slide your feelings into mine, here together endlessly
Embracing the differences, we behold
With an understanding, that keeps both our hearts
Ever mindful that our love is a precious gift
Running in a wilderness of freedom
Within our souls

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Monday, March 7, 2011

Making Bricks - March 07, 2011

Making Bricks

So many things cry out to my heart as I look into the sky
I see ten thousand tears falling unsatisfied
From a heaven that has left the pain of every day
To still be felt when breathing in a new dawn's
Wondrous rays of light

Shadows clearly lie awake murmuring undiscovered truths
Sending looks and smiles in all of their demands
While they watch the curtains close on so many lives
Who never took a chance to look outside
What they did not understand

Bricks are placed one by one around the love we hold inside
Until forever becomes a word that drifts away
Into all the tears that fall unsatisfied among shadows
That lie awake crying out to my heart
No more straw and clay

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Let the Clouds Watch Them Fly - March 06, 2011

Let the Clouds Watch Them Fly

Let the clouds up in heaven watch the wings of time
While our hearts pull down our shades
Listen as they claim them as their very own
Forgotten like flowers in the wind
Our petals will not fade

Time will stand still and there will be no change
Our hearts will stand in youth
Walking softly within a tender strength
Bright lanterns that will silence
Time's wings of truth

Our eyes will sweetly smile at silver threads of life
Knowing they will never ever age
Rewriting our own history on either side
Without those heavy wings of time
Brushing on the page

The wings of time demand; tirelessly they seek
A taste of life upon their tongue
Let the clouds up in heaven watch them fly
Our hearts pulled down the shades
Once again, we are young

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Friday, March 4, 2011

Color of Truth - March 04, 2011

Color of Truth

Shall I tell a lie that seeps into the waters of your soul
To enhance the day you see inside your mind
If only for a brief moment should I make you feel
Like the prize inside a cracker-jack box
Everyone wants to find

Should I say you are the eighth wonder of the world
You should sit in council on golden floors
Right beside the gods drinking nectar from above
Or would you rather me color in truth
Outside lines you adore

If the honest color of truth is what you really seek
Take a look through these eyes of mine
You can see the brightest star, shining in my sky
Even through the clouds and haze
Ever so brightly defined

You will see the truth and have no need of lies
My star is never dim in less light
You will know I love you in your imperfection
That you are the brightest star
In my heart's skies

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Tiny Moments - March 03, 2011

Tiny Moments

Through rain that sounds on hills of tiny moments
Somewhere beneath a faithful plea
We act out in the deepest shades of gray
As intellects passing in cascades
Of sailing ecstasy

Poets reflecting secret words which breathe in joy
Hiding our thoughts in perfect prose
Until the heavens embrace our smiling sun
And we speak in tongues
That we chose

With full cups of dreams from our imaginations
Step by step we advance on shores
Until all your thoughts rhyme in emotions
And all those tiny moments
Become yours

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Ribbons of Curiously Spinning Tales - March 02, 2011

 Ribbons of Curiously Spinning Tales

Morning rises in such extraordinary ways; touching on what is real
When you have been spinning round in fairy tales
Where stars are silver haired ladies whose souls have awakened
The smile carried deep in the pockets of mist filled clouds
Revealing an upside moon unveiled

North winds created doorways radiating single rays of light
That changed the stories old familiar taste
Within dreams a new flame burns on the rosy cheeks
Whose ears are now bent down to hear music
A sleeping soul will make

The heart of the sky melts into bowls; fills them to their brims
Full of sweet thoughts to save for a rainy day
Unlike the ones you read in those books you treasure
They dwell inside your heart softly listening
For you to come and play

Tangled up in fantastic ribbons of curiously spinning tales
One's imagination can escape innocently
Into places where everything flows purely fantastic
To carry on with them when morning rises
To touch upon their reality

Copyright *Neva Flores @2011