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Thursday, December 27, 2018

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.






Saturday, December 22, 2018

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 mebend 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 

Wednesday, December 19, 2018

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.


Wednesday, November 21, 2018

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





Tuesday, November 20, 2018

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.








Monday, November 19, 2018

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.