Yesterday's Hours Lie Unread

Yesterday's Hours Lie Unread

A Poem by Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm
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Questioning tomorrow before discovering yesterday’s hours still lie unread........

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That I might sit

by the window waiting to live
all my days
on the edge of this
I write.
Within the quality of a voice
falling on every word
I hear in my heart,
full of colorful passion and light.

By me, many things
still breathe
encircling to rise inside
meanings I find
when waking,
bringing tears of joyful destiny.
Their beauty reveals who I am
in blissful shades
of ink-filled ecstasy.

These true feelings run deep
waves sweetly falling
from the hands
of my muse.
This I have always known.
Reflecting sudden stirrings
of my mood in winds
that move these hands
of my own.

Should I become something new
perhaps a silent beauty
sitting here
mulling words over in her head.
Questioning tomorrow
before discovering
yesterday’s hours still lie
unread.

© 2011 Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm


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I've read your requests and this poem stands out. It moves as gentle as the soul who penned it. I feel its sway as it enters my mind, soothing the heart within me. Your poetry is beautiful and I love to find your words cascading over my soul. Its like your spirit wipes away the tears on my face relieving the pains of a tired life.


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Full of beautiful sentences to ponder...Once again, the picture is really great! :)))
I've always loved the pictures you put on your writings! Well done... :)))

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

WOW!! Beautiful words that speak to the reader. Love the name and love the first and last stanzas!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Pure fierce talent drives the ink here, well done

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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As hot as a branding iron on skin

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Inkfilled ecstasy - a known condition that comes with the mulling of words...

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This Poem reminds me of how my Granny used to sit in her rocker and tell me stories of her youth. She was in her nineties at the time. She past away in 1972 at age 101

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Home run, Neva, that's all I can say as to how brilliant this work of art is.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ages old conflict, illustrated beautifully.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

As usual, really beautiful and elegant. I think everyone can relate to figuring who they are and what they want to be.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A woman debating between being what is known and accepted or being what is unique and questionable, between solving every problem or living every moment. Where does the answer lie but within her own thoughts of yesterday.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on August 21, 2011
Last Updated on August 21, 2011
Tags: poetry, ink, feelings, mood, winds, muse, hands, sit, window

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Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm
Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm

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Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia. My latest book and videos: My latest book - Mailing Letters to the Moon rm_f1st('6','182','true','false','000000','av2j3.. more..

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