THIS QUIET MOMENT

This Quiet Moment

The noise of life ebbs

As your whispered words 

Hold me sway

In the music of your heart

How my soul leaps

At the caress of your voice,

My skin burns

At the caress of your touch

Is this a dream

Or the fantasy a fevered mind conjures

From needing so much

And receiving so little?

There have been nights

In my waiting

That I could not bear the longing, 

Could not stand the needing.

When I thought I would go mad

Or lose myself in unsated desire

To catch a glimpse of the shadow 

Of your face.

I know you wait there

As I wait here

But the map that leads me to you

Is missing, is long lost, or gone forever.

How do I reach 

The ground you stand on,

The sphere you exist in,

The world you abide on?

I know not........

For there are oceans between us

And mountains before us

And treacheries around us.

Dark spells wrought to thwart me away from you

Webs of deceit to bind me from running

Chains of broken hearts to keep me from trusting

And yet, somehow I do. And yet, somehow I do. 

This astral meeting is all we have for now

This shadow kiss, this ethereal bliss

And it is so good. But not good enough

For hot red blood still flows through our veins.

In the chaos of the world, 

I can barely hear you

Can barely see your saddened face

Waiting in the lamplight at the gate.

 But there you are, my love!

Strong and sure and eager

To reach through mists of time

And touch the hand that enfolds yours 

Like a glove.

In this quiet moment

We have been granted by sheer will

And God's mercy

To meet in manifested love

Solid as a rock.

And maybe this moment

Won't last very long

And maybe it will last forever

Who is to say?

Maybe if I press my lips to yours

And never let go

When you fade into the shadows

I will go with you.

Or maybe you will stay with me

And become more than a vision,

But the man you are in my dreams

While we hold onto reality with all our souls.

Don't be afraid, you will never disappear

No matter how old you grow or how weak, your flesh

Somehow we will find a way to stay together

Love is a living thing

And it will find it's way............

Even my doubting heart believes that.

©By Voo

Dec 27, 2018

2:20 a.m.

QUESTIONS SEEKING ANSWERS

Questions Seeking Answers

You ask

And wait silently

For my answer

But I have none to give

Only hope to hope on

And wishes to wish on

And prayers to pray.

I don't know

Any more than you do

What tomorrow holds

Or what God grants

Or fate brings..........

Up until now

There has been no fairy tale

Or destined quest

Or dream come true

For me

And without question, you.

For only hearts

That have been broken

And discarded and dis-enchanted

Can ask the questions 

That you ask

Only souls that have been disappointed

And betrayed and un-restored

Can venture into that mire of uncertainty

And still risk losing it all once more.

Therefore, let us stay here

In this moment,

In this second that we have been granted

The best of all seconds among minutes and hours

And weeks and months and years of years:

This room full of love

And this endless kiss

This sweet satisfaction

And passionate bliss

It will not be enough for tomorrow, no

Nor any lonely day or night after that....

But it is enough for now.

The blazing fire cools

Compared to your touch

The wine sours

Compared to your kiss

The furs we lie on

Seem rough

Compared to your bare chest

And my silkened skin

That pulls you to me in hunger.

I cannot answer your questions, my love

But I can confess with candid heart

And willing soul..........

That I desire to know those answers

Just as much as you do

Perhaps, more

Perhaps, more...........

And perhaps tomorrow

Will bring us those answers

In one form or another.

Till then, hold me

Kiss me, bend me to your will

For I think you will find

That your will is my will

And mine, yours

As it always has been

And was in forgotten dreams

And is now, in this delicate

And beautiful moment.

For when you hold me

Close against your heart like this,

And kiss me tenderly like that,

And our eyes melt into one another's this way,

I can believe in fairytales once more

And destined quests and dreams that come true

Even if they never came true before......

And I can forget those questions

In search of answers that I don't know now

Because all that matters to me in all the world

Is this, this moment lying here with you

Feeling like a princess in the arms of a prince

Who has just inherited the kingdom

That was made with my love.

©by Voo

Dec 22, 2018

12:38 a.m.  

Do You? by Yiruma 

UNBEKNOWNST TO ME

Unbeknownst To Me

He stood there, musing

As he often did

About deep and wondrous things

That only a poet could perceive.

I watched him from my window

Hidden in the shadows

Of lace curtains and pale moonlight

With no candle to show him

Who watched or why.

He stood by the street lamp

Leaning back and looking at the moon

Listening to the train sounds

From across the river

And the beating of his sad and soulful heart.

Every night of the week, he came

And stood there in that place

Not speaking, not acknowledging a nod

Or a frown or a smile

Just standing there, musing

And I watched him with my own lonely heart

And longing in my eyes.

I didn't know him and yet I did

Did as well as I knew myself

And what I needed from the moon

And the world and life and poems

That had no end.

I needed to be seen and known

And found and loved

I needed to watch the moon

And listen to the train

And walk in the rain and share my pain

While holding the hand of the man

Whose heart I felt as deeply as my own.

I didn't know what I would do

The evening that he didn't show up

On my corner in the moonlight

To stand there watching the moon

And the world pass by............

(And unbeknownst to me...

Me in my shadowed window.)

I had no idea

That he thought the same thoughts about me

That he longed to look into my eyes

And hold my hand and kiss my lips

And sing me songs and read me poetry

For hours on end. I didn't know.

I see him look at his watch, 

Look up at the moon, 

Turn to walk down the street toward the river,

Turn around again and grab hold of the street lamp

And do a wild child-like twirl around it

And hear him laugh out loud.

Then to my amazement, he walks over to my building

Looks up at my window and whistles softly

"Hey, girl." he says and stands on his tip toes, stretching

"Hey, girl, you wanna come dance in the moonlight?"

"Hey, girl......" and before he can finish his question

I am out my door, down the stairs and outside

In the falling darkness, looking into his brown eyes.

"Finally." he says so quietly I'm not sure he spoke it

"I thought I would have to wait here forever."

And I question him with my shining eyes and he shrugs

"No, I'm not deranged, I'm just shy."

"So am I." I say like a whisper, laughing like a child

And we stare at one another in wonder and awe.

And unbeknownst to us

Two grandmothers somewhere say "Amen"

And bow their heads and clasp their hands

And smile toward Heaven thanking God

That their prayers have been answered at last

Prayers that their two lonely children 

Have finally found each other as was ordained

And before it was too late for them

To ever have known it

And that night around that street lamp

With the moon smiling down on us

And the song of the lonesome train

Serenading us with sweetness,

We found one another 

As though we had never been apart.

©By Voo

Dec 19, 2018 

3:42 p.m.

INSTRUMENT OF PEACE.....one of my homemade old movies

My Version of Lord of the Rings

MUSES WHEN THEY GO AWAY

Muses When They Go Away

Sitting at this keyboard with no melody in sight

No lyrics fill my troubled mind, my mouth just won't sing right

I got no thoughts worth thinking, no tales that I can tell

I could lie to you 'bout Heaven but the truth feels like I'm in Hell.

There's a broken record playing but it's so scratched up I don't know

What the blues man still is moaning but he's howling out my woe

There's a baby crying somewhere that his folks can't put to sleep

And I know just how he's feeling 'cause Lord knows I want to weep.

If I could, I'd make the sun shine, if I could I'd make it bright

But the dawning day didn't show up and now all I have is night

There's a raven at my window, there's a wolf out side my door

There's a silence drowning out the music that I can't hear anymore.

Since the love has gone from my life, since the life's gone from my love

I can't feel the hand that fit my hand like a hand that fits a glove

And my every waking moment and my every sleepless night

Is filled with songs that I can't sing and songs that I can't write.

(Lord, what's wrong with me? Tell me, what is wrong with me?

My Muse is gone and I'm all alone and there's no good that I can see

Lord, what's wrong with me? Good Lord, what's wrong with me?!

If you give me back my music, you can do what you want with me.)

There was a time I filled the pages with a thousand pretty words

There were songs I sang for the pretty girls and my heart knows that they heard

There were all those nights of love and all those days of joy

Now I walk the street on my wandering feet, just a bruised and broken boy.

My guitar sits there by itself, just leaning on the wall

The flute, the drum, the violin lay where I watched them fall

I hear them calling out to me like lonely little friends

But I cannot play them 'cause I don't know the way this sad song ends.

Where do Muses go where they go away? Where does the music go to die?

Is there a place down deep where they go to sleep or a sweet space in the sky?

If I could, I'd write about it, if I could, I'd sing a song

But every note I'd play would just go astray and the words would come out wrong.

If there's still one thing I'm sure of, if there's still one thing I know

That as much as I need your sweet love, that I need to let you go

As my fingers touch the keyboard and my voice rises in my throat

I feel the song rush through me and I'm amazed at what I wrote.

(Lord, what's wrong with me? Tell me, what is wrong with me?

My Muse is gone and I'm all alone and there's no good that I can see

Lord, what's wrong with me? Good Lord, what's wrong with me?!

If you give me back my music, you can do what you want with me.)

Do what you want with me

You can do what you want with me

Send my Muse back with her music

And you can do what you want with me.

Want with me....want with me
Do what you want with me........

Send my Muse back with her music

and do what you want with me................

©by Voo

Aug 29, 2016

10:26 p.m.

written just now

on this keyboard

on this blog


For my friend Twayne
the guitar man

ON THE WIND

On The Wind

I left some words out on the wind

A whispered prayer, and said "amen"

I spoke into my hands and sighed

And then released them to the sky.

I saw your face there in the moon

For just a moment and none too soon

All day I'd hungered for your smile

To come and warm me for awhile.

I heard the voices in the trees

I felt the soft, sweet breath of breeze

It touched my hair, it touched my cheek

I was so moved, I couldn't speak.

Leaning on my cabin door

My heart was full but needed more

The day was done, the night was long

My ears were longing for your song.

Do you not see? Do you not know?

My heart's with you wherever you go

A hundred lifetimes, a hundred ages

You're written here on my life's pages.

How my soul yearns, my body burns

Do you not feel me? Do you discern?

I need to hold you. I need to say

The words to make you come and stay.

The morning dawns now and still I stand

Holding lonely in my hand

My words are out there flying free

Why can't your lost heart hear my plea?

©by Voo

Sept 1, 08

12:52 a.m.

for Mark C.

INFORMATION OVERLOAD

Information Overload

You used to tell me that I was evasive

And gave too little information

Now you ask me nothing 

And tell me even less

Is this normal or have I done

The unthinkable

And told you more than you

Ever wanted to know?

You used to tell me that I was like

A figment of your imagination

Now you look at me in a different tone

And I hear you thinking "Get real!"

I can't go back to mystery now

I've gone too far, told you too much

Revealed truth too sad and reality too scarred

What now? 

Is this the part where one of us runs?

©2007 by Voo

LOOKING

Looking

(the beginning of a journey)

Streets as dark as dark can get

Skies as black as blackest jet

I walk these hopeless paths and yet....

Keep looking, I keep looking.

There in the night, a distant light

There in the light, a dim lit sight

I run to see if I am right.....

For looking, always looking.

Too many times, too many days

I've lost my treasure, lost my ways

Grabbed hold so tight, they slipped away....

But continued looking, continued looking.

There is a place, I know, for me

And I will know it when I see

An oasis from this world, will be.....

If I keep looking, just keep looking.

My footsteps, slower now, with age

My life, words, on a yellowed page

My heart, a sad thing in a cage.....

Beats faintly, but still looking, looking.

Love, it calls my unknown name

Like taunting children at a game

Life, it changes, but stays the same....

And I go on looking, I go on looking.

Then up ahead, around a curve

A bright light rises from the swerve

And welcomes me with smile and verve....

And I stop looking, I stop looking.

(the ending)

Written

For the man who is still looking
my friend S.............

Looking For the All Nite Cafe
by John Trudell

©by Voo

March 22, 08

3:50 p.m.