Uncut

A soft image satisfies the deepest sea
found in your eyes
recognized as comfort.
Harmony makes a new wind flow lovingly
into the arms
of old wounds suffered.  

Measured out our shores bend
to meet in passion
to taste time’s recurrent goals.
Lighted I talk with my hands
to find balance
shimmering within my soul.

Scenes pass by of places with nowhere to go,
sailing as tributes tired of singing chords
without gain.
Still, I smile magically as if I am bound
to live life uncut
yet emptied of all pain.

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

As a huge fan of your work Neva, you know I am above all honest in what I review,

"Measured out our shores bend
to meet in passion
to taste time’s recurrent goals.
Lighted I talk with my hands
to find balance
shimmering within my soul. "

This stanze screamed at me, it encompasses the mere taste of human companionship and the reluctance to let go of sexual and loving affairs, well done, great read!

[bobby]

Im loving this poem. Rich textures emote pure emotions drawn beautifully by delicate hands.

"Lighted I talk with my hands
to find balance
shimmering within my soul"

[Muse]

This is hands-down one of your best! You have learned to embrace every emotion. You are not ashamed to let it all out with every beautifully penned word.

[Enigma]

Wonderful. Brilliant, talented use of words. Paints a picture full of insight.

[Angel Bluestocking]

i love this. especially the last stanza.

[An owl on the moon]

Such vivid colors fill your words, flowing with longing emotion.. finding release and refreshing.. a shared existence. Beautifully confessed and moving.

[Ruth]

Those chords resonate more than we can stand at times! Neva, this is excellent work love..sometimes numbing to feel this..numbness can resign us...resignation can liberate us...I see so much in your work Neva..makes me truly think xx

[Jvl narasimharao]

You smile magically as you are a great soul

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love your work..your pen has a sensual light touch..which brings your words to life

[emmajoy]

Maybe we humans are supposed to have troubles in life so we can discover our strengths and weaknesses; without knowing them we'd be
devoid of feelings, we'd be empty spiritless vessels. Seems, dear Neva, that you've felt the worst and won -. become a smooth pebble which is passed from one to another human being - and willingly. Your words inevitably set me flying, this is no exception!

[Poetic Beauty]

The ending is very strong with imagery and words. It sucks when we are shadowed by misery and hurt.