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Sunday, September 10, 2017

I CANNOT DANCE






I Cannot Dance


I cannot dance for my two feet

No longer feel the beat
The music doesn't move me now
Be it loud or sweet.

I cannot dance for my two ears

Have long since lost the tune
So I stand still in the dark of night
Staring at the moon.

I cannot dance for my two arms

Have not a love to hold
So I sit here cradling myself
Shivering in the cold. 

I cannot dance for my two eyes

Cannot see the dream
Or love in someone else's eyes
But hear the silent scream.

I cannot dance for my defective heart

Would burst now if I tried
The world's a sadder, quieter place
Now that the music's died.







Copyright
©2007 by Voo




Time Forgotten by Brian Crain




GREEN APPLES


Green Apples



Love is like a green apple
Juicy
Delicious
Mouthwatering,
Tasty
and
Tempting.


Life is like a green apple
Sweet,
Sour,
Delicate
and
Tough
Within it's peelings.


Every time I see
A green apple,
I want
To take a bite,
I want
To savor the juice
And devour it to the seed.


And yet,
When the apple is gone,
The peelings discarded,
The juice, blotted up,
And the seeds thrown to ground,
I always find myself
Craving still another.


For one apple
Is never enough for me
I am greedy
And eternally hungry,
Continually wanting
To fill my belly
With more.


Ordinary apples
Rarely interest me
I don't know why,
Maybe I am strange
Maybe I am odd,
But my mouth does not water
For the taste of red.


But green apples
Ah!
They call my name
In the middle of night
In the heat of the day,
They beckon me
With memories.


I sink my teeth
Into their juicy flesh
And smile
Savoring the tartness
That comes with the sweet,
But I am insatiable,
Devouring slowly, finishing the last
At the same time looking around
For the next

green apple...............




©by Voo
06/20/10
10:39 p.m.




SURPRISES AT MIDNIGHT




Surprises at Midnight



Get dressed, you said, in the sexiest thing you own
Throw on a coat and follow these words, alone
I've laid down a pretty paper roses trail
And where it leads you to, your eyes will tell
So I, in wonder, did just as he asked
For I was titillated by the task.

I hurried down the stairs and to the street
And the night was full of mystery and heat
I saw the pieces of paper shining there
Down the street, the pier and to the Square
I followed them until I came to rest
In an alley way, my heart pounding in my chest.

I looked around to see what I could see
And all I saw was a curiosity 
A cardboard cut-out of a handsome man
Standing there with roses in his hand.

I sighed and turned to go from that dark place
And then he peeked around the cardboard face
"Hello, my love!" he grinned, "What a surprise!"
And I hit him with a pie between the eyes.


















©by Voo
March 18, 20017
6:29 p.m.
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