Left to Our Own Hands

Left to Our Own Hands

A Poem by Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm
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Shadows swept into our borders, holding a thousand lonely caresses...............

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We sought the faces of solitude
 when the choice to battle
 became our fate
until we became weary
 of its demands.
 Our blood passed away into
 the understanding of the guardians,
 who never left us alone
 to our own hands.

Shadows swept into our borders,
 holding a thousand
 lonely caresses,
confessing patience and forgiveness
 as regrets that stood alone.
 Still, our hands sifted
 through the golden sand
crying for the ocean
we call home.

The sound of breaking hearts
was heard in the wind,
creating rivers of blame to fill with tears.
  Until a door was shut on daybreak
 creating a sigh to glide
throughout the sweetness
that touched
upon our years.

Once again, we seek the faces of solitude
 as chaos climbs the steps
 of our tear-filled lands.
 I wonder
 if our blood will continue
 to pass away into understanding,
 if we are left
to our own hands?

© 2011 Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm


Author's Note

Neva Flores Smith - Changefulstorm
Image : la_rosa_perlata_by_rosasinmas-d3byz07

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This is so vibrantly stunning... the words seem to breathe out stirring shadows and that dance in the darkness. Here one senses the desperation of humanity... clinging and longing and bringing about a river of hopelessness. May we learn to listen to the voices of peace in solitude and turn the tide.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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I wonder too.
Intriguing discussion on the topic.
You have such a lovely way of writing.

Your second stanza is fantastic & I love the image you chose.
=)

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

love this poem neva !!:) favorite !:) like the message here :)!

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Such beauteous pixie dust falls here, with imagery and images that are brilliant. Wonderful job~

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A beautiful write, masterfully written :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Your poem is a matrix-work of emotions and longing; of absence made sweet by commitment and good-byes forestalled by dreams of tomorrow.

Nice one...!

Posted 13 Years Ago


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There pain, dream beauty and everything in your poem.You are poetic genius.
yoursJVL

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

haunting images filled with sorrow and yearning
great work

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Awesome picture and amazing write.
I enjoyed this write Neva!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Magic...it's all I need to say..

Posted 13 Years Ago


YOU....NEVA...have done it....yet again. Wow. So filled with doubt; with the miasma this world seems to be lost in, yet we still cling to hope....I pray we are NOT left....to our own devices. Powerful, lady.
masqued..^^

Posted 13 Years Ago


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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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