Spinning 'Round Here InsaneA Poem by Neva Flores Smith - ChangefulstormEverything I do seems to make time kiss the places where I spin, stroking........ as it devours.No matter which notes are played on still waters they weigh heavy on my pain when they fall. There are days when I realize I am spinning 'round and murmuring, feeling forced and raw.
It seems that time dwindles down into its own sea then wakes the night asking to be filled with hours. Everything I do seems to make time kiss the places where I spin, stroking........ as it devours.
I can feel a searing look from eyes on the sidelines when I attempt to hold the jewels of darkness next to me. Their footsteps are like the million curses of tears, stinging..........endlessly.
Before the door closes on my life's journey I know the moon will rise in all its angelic innocence once again. Until then, I will dream of polishing those jewels, spinning round here...... insane. © 2013 Neva Flores Smith - ChangefulstormAuthor's Note
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Added on April 26, 2013Last Updated on May 2, 2013 AuthorNeva Flores Smith - ChangefulstormGAAboutHello, 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..Writing
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