FIGURING THINGS OUT and WildFire, the song of my childhood

  Wildfire
by Michael Martin Murphy

Figuring Things Out


I don't know why the song "Wildfire" 
always touched something
deep inside my soul
It made me think of myself
and I always wondered who had written my story
Cause nobody knew me
Listening to the song,
I saw myself riding that pony, WildFire
and
dying in the winter
like I'd been born

I had my own pony named FireBird
who ran like the wind
and was colored bright red and white
He was my best friend, my only friend
And when I rode on his back
I believed I could fly

I was a lonely child
Talking to owls and animals
Like people
and thinking I was going to die
still a child
Because
I didn't want to live
to be an adult
If life as it was
Would continue to be
Life as it was

Wildfire was the fantasy
and
FireBird was the real
but as for me
I've never known.......
if I was real or not

©by Voo Shining Stone
April 22, 2019
7:02 a.m.

born December 30th
like cousin Elvis said..
"one frosty morn in Dixie Land"

HOLD ME FOR A WHILE

Just Let Me Hold You

by Josh Krajcik

Hold Me For A While

I am a full grown woman

And I can make it on my own

I've spent most of my life that way

A warrior, aloof, alone.

But what is life if no one needs you?

 And you don't need anyone?

Then this life has lost it's meaning

And there's no room for love or fun.

You have to let your guard down

Let someone in your heart

Eventually or you will see

Your book end before it starts.

You have to make the decision

To protect yourself or risk

Love breaking your heart by loving

Or from the love you made it miss.

Either way, at the end of the day

Whether woman, man or child

We all need the arms of others

To just hold us for a while.

I'd rather hurt by losing

Than never giving it a try

Even when your every Hello

Is followed by Goodbye.

If needing love is weakness

Then let my weakness be

I'll be the warrior tomorrow, love

If tonight, you'll just hold me.

And when it comes your time to hurt

My love will lift you high

Bare my strengthened warrior's shoulder

As a place for you to cry.

One alone is not very strong

But two entwined can be

And a three-fold cord cannot be broken

When it's you and God and me.

You may think that I am foolish

When I reveal my soul to view

But I trust you with my weaknesses

As I do the same for you.

We were not created to be alone

But to need what we don't possess

From others who need what we can give

And to those, should gladly bless.

Tomorrow, I may be a lion again

A formidable foe to fight

But I just need to know that I can let go

Here in your arms tonight.

spur of the moment poem

just now

©by Voo

April 20, 2019

11:16 a.m.