I Called Unto The Night

 this music inspired the write

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I Called Unto The Night

I called unto the night

And night was silent

I called unto the winds

They wouldn't blow

I called unto my love

And love was hiding

I asked the sky to find him

It said "No"

I asked the underworld

If he was sleeping

If he had fallen

Dying like a leaf

I begged for hope

But there was no hope offered

No angel came

To comfort me in grief

I called to science to help me
And to magic
I couldn't live without him
Or his love

I called to love itself
And it was listening
There in the secret place
It dwells above

I called unto the sun

It wouldn't shine

But shrank and hid itself

Behind the moon

I prayed unto the heavens

They were distant

But love whispered "Have some faith

You'll see him soon"

I called within my dreams

And there I found him

Laughing with the smile

 He often wore

I called his name

And up the trail he hastened

Grabbed me in his arms

There at the door

I woke in morning

And he was not there with me

I looked for him on ocean

And on land

I sought his face

Without his love to guide me

But all I held

Was just my empty hand

I called unto the night

And then it answered

"Nothing in this life

 Is as it seems"

"You'll never find your love

When you're awakened

For he is waiting for you

In your dreams"

And so I slept forever

As the night fell

And covered me with stars

From heaven's skies

And saw my love

Just waiting in the distance

With all the love I longed for

In his eyes.

©by Voo

Jan 29, 2019

11:40 a.m.

When All Is Said And Done.......

Rainy Night in Georgia

White Bird

NEVER

NEVER



I NEVER UNDERSTOOD HUMANS
I NEVER COMPREHENDED  THE BREED
I NEVER KNEW ONE TO BE SELFLESS
BUT SELFISH BECAUSE OF THEIR GREED.

I NEVER WAS TENDERLY TOUCHED
I NEVER CHERISHED, FELT
I NEVER KNEW THE TASTE OF LOVE
OR HOW IT LOOKED OR SMELT.

I NEVER HAD A HAND TO HOLD
OR SAW A HEART FELT SMILE
I NEVER KNEW WHAT IT WAS TO FEEL SAFE
OR PASSED A SECURE AND SURE WHILE.

I NEVER FIT IN WITH ANY GROUP
BUT HUNG AT THE OUTSKIRTS OF FEAR
THEIR DAGGERED EYES WOULD PIERCE MY HEART
AND SAY "YOU DO NOT BELONG HERE."

I NEVER GOT TO LET DOWN MY GUARD
I NEVER GOT TO BE
THE PERSON THAT I AM DEEP INSIDE
THE PERSON THAT IS ME.

MY PARENTS MADE ME RUN AWAY
THEY DROVE ME FROM MY HOME
THEY TOLD MY FAMILY THAT I WAS DEAD
AND SO I'VE ALWAYS BEEN ALONE.

SO LIFE HAS BEEN A LONELY WALK
AND SMILES, THEY HAVE BEEN FEW
BUT CAME THE DAY YOU LOOKED MY WAY
AND I FOUND A FRIEND IN YOU.

AND NOW I SEE THAT I WAS WRONG
MISTAKEN WAS MY HEART
JUST WHEN I'D BROKEN DOWN MY WALLS
YOU TORE MY SOUL APART.

BUT THAT'S OKAY, I'VE HURT BEFORE
I KNOW THAT PAIN SO WELL
MISFIT AM I, BANNED FROM THE SKY
AND BARRED FROM THE GATES OF HELL.

A LONELY WANDERER, NEVER HOME
WITH NOTHING TO DO BUT CRY
A PART BUT NOT REALLY, OF THE HUMAN RACE
AND NEVER KNOWING WHY.



©by Voo
when I was a teenager

Shades and Shadows

Shades and Shadows


Shades and shadows
Overcast the great green ground
Of Earth and sky and sea
And people and tree
Their tingling fingers touching
Hearts with coldness only
Human hearts can feel
And only human souls 
Can dismiss........

It spreads
This darkness too dark to see

Too dark to taste

Too dark to fight

Without a supernatural light

Shades and shadows

Looking down and 

Looking out and looking

Upon

Like overseers keeping watch

On underlings and landlords......

Lording greedily over property

We feel them but we do not know what

We touch them but we recoil unaware

We see them but we do not recognize

The shades and shadows standing beside us

Hovering in the corners, hiding behind the doors

Walking inside our minds and haunting us 

In our dreams

They have always been here

Long before us, long after us......

In ageless fields we cannot see

And do not want to visit

But there is something they do not know

And never will:

When this age is over

They will cease to exist 

And we will be reborn.

©by Voo 

August 13, 2005

3:30 p.m.

The Voice of Her Dreams

The Voice Of Her Dreams


She hears with her heart
She sees with her soul
She knows what is glitter
She knows what is gold.

For she loves the tall mountains
And the sways of the seas
The touch of a sun beam
And the dance of the trees.

In the beauty she finds there
Perfect peace, hidden truth
In the vines, she's untangled
In the sky, she finds roots.

There are no rarer creatures
Than the ones that can hear
When the world stops it's groaning
And the silence draws near.

In the silence, she listens
To the forests and streams
To the mountains and meadows
And the voice of her dreams.



©by Voo
To Mountain Woman
March 30, 2008
1:43 a.m.

Listen To Me Now and Hear Me Later

Listen To Me Now And Hear Me Later



It's hard, I know, to hear what I'm saying
You're listening so intently to what I'm not.....
And staring into my eyes like you've never seen a man
With his heart in his eyes before....

I can hear you thinking.....
Like a lock tumbling numbers
In a bank vault security system
You're thinking:  Can I trust this fool?
Can I believe anything he's telling me?
Can I love him?

Oh yeah, I can hear you
Can you hear me?
My heart is beating so fast and furiously
That I can hardly hear myself speak.

I hear myself saying words that I heard
Somewhere once in a dream,
Last night's comedy routine at Funnybone's',
Last week's rom-com movie of the week...
Words....
Spilling out. Out. Out of me. My soul.

Look, I say and you freeze and then melt as I whisper:
Listen to me now and hear me later
Later...everything I say will make sense. I promise.
Either that or this moment never happened
This moment here...in this deafening silence

With one of us babbling and one of us is listening
I no longer know which one......... 
I just listen to you listening
And I'm hoping you will hear.



©by Voo
November 13, 2004
 4 p.m.
based on something a man
said to me once.....

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The Drive Thru of Hell....2 funnee

Yehaw and Halleluyer!!!!

No Comments Again Is Blogger broken again?

I just noticed I had about 800 views the last few hours and not one comment!
So is there a problem again with commenting or what is it? Should I just give up
expecting comments??? sigh

Is anyone getting messages from Blogger? Weird things are happening here. I click on
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Let me know if things are working correctly. This is getting ridiculous.....thanks 😲☹🤪🤡👿

The Secret of Happiness

Somewhere In Forever

 Somewhere In Forever


Somewhere in forever
Beyond my reach and realm
There is a dream I cannot see
Because my eyes are dim.

Somewhere in forever
Beyond my listening ear
There is a symphony playing for me
That my deafness cannot hear.

Somewhere in forever
Where love tastes good and sweet
There is a feast prepared for me
That I may one day eat.

Somewhere in forever
So soft unto the touch
There is a blanket spread for me
With the warmth I need so much.

Somewhere in forever
With a fragrance rare and pure
A balm falls from a flower that soon
Will all my weakness cure.

Somewhere in forever
My hopeful heart may know
That all the things I haven't seen
Yet, will their faces show.

Somewhere in forever
If forever starts today
I'll walk into a brand new world
And throw this one away.


©by Voo
Aug 19, 07

El Momento

All Night Cafe

All Night Cafe

Starving for love in late afternoon,

We met at the cafe down the way

Anticipating a snack

That turned into a banquet,

That turned into a midnight feast,

That led to a breakfast buffet.

(Damn!

You are one fine

short order cook!)

©by Voo

10-10-10

The Storm In Me

Storm sounds

The Storm In Me

The storm in me is raging
Raging for your touch
Raging for the passion
The taste I love so much

The storm in me is rising
Rising every hour
Rising to meet you in the storm
And feel your strength and power

The storm in me is calling
Calling out for love
Calling as it's falling
As rain falls from above

The storm in me is whispering
Whispering for your kiss
Tickling down the silken throat
With the lips I love to miss

The storm in me is welcoming
As you come to me now
Come inside out of the rain
Where it's still wet somehow

The storm in me is screaming
As your love to me you give
Screaming out my soul's delight
And all my dreams relive

The storm in me's abating
Peaceful now and calm
My body now is sated
Your love it's sweetest balm

The storm in me is sleeping
To be wakened by you when
With your lightest touch, you'll bid me rise
And the storm will rage again.

©By Voo
Feb 2, 2019
8:02 p.m.

Black Like The Night repost

Black Like The Night

.
.

She wore black like the night
Downtown in that little dive of darkness
I watched her from my bar stool;
Nursing my beer and my recently shattered, manly pride.

.

Somehow, I couldn’t see her in a place like this
She looked mythical, like a creature rising from a song
Long, black hair and eyes like midnight;
I wanted to fall into them but I held back.

.

I wondered if she was a spell caster
Or evil masquerading as sweetness
We stared across the dim lit noisy room;
Until my soul could no longer resist.

.

I wanted to buy her champagne
But they didn’t have any
I wanted to take her for a walk on the moon;
But I knew she’d already been there.

.

When I came to myself, night was fading
I was in the middle of a dream at the edge of the world
I opened my eyes and saw her standing on the water;
Beckoning me with music in her fingers.

.

Her smile was like honey, but it was not warm
Still, I starved for her and reached out as I stood
I heard a murmur as I stumbled in the dark trees;
But no matter how hard I reached, I could not touch her.

.

She was an angel, she was a demon
She was a siren and a premeditated crime
Taunting me with whispers till I ran screaming;
I fell into the black water and plunged to my despair.

.

But that was then and this is now
Now I sit on a different bar stool in a different dive
It’s midnight and I have no pride left in me at all;
And there she is, wearing black, and shining like a promise.

.

She beckons me and I follow, as she knows I will
As I do when the madness calls and I am lost
She carries the keys to my desperation;
And she always finds me.

.
.

©By Voo
August 1, 08
five after midnight

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)

Looking For the All Nite Cafe
by John Trudell

©by Voo

March 22, 08

3:50 p.m.

Cowboys Fighting

I Wonder

I Wonder


I wonder if you're lying there
Miles from where my eyes can see
Lying in your bed alone
Thinking about me.

I wonder if you miss my smile
My soft beguiling voice
I wonder if you understand
That I didn't have a choice.

To let you go, to let you know
That some things had to change
Things that could only be fixed by you
If some things, you'd rearrange.

I didn't mean to hurt you
Or fill your life with strife
I only meant to love you
And bring joy to your life.

I only meant to share my self
Like I'd never shared before
You said it meant the world to you
Until you slammed the door.

And here I am and there you are
On opposite sides of the door
And I'm alone and you're alone
Just like we were before.

And the world's a duller, dimmer place
The stars don't shine as bright
The sun at dawn feels so forlorn
And each night's an endless night.

Those velvet nights we dreamed together
Now seem so far away
Lying in your lover's arms
Until the break of day.

How we used to talk about everything
Make a joke of anything
Share the music that we loved
Sometimes, I'd even sing.

And the poetry that flowed from us
Like a fountain from our souls!
I thought we shared our hearts and minds
I thought we shared our goals!!

But my goals were not your goals, it seems
You chose another path
A path that I could not walk with you
And it tore my heart in half.

That 'once in a lifetime' 'forever and always'
It was not meant to be
That one soul split in two and then
'We' became 'you' and 'me.'

But my arms still miss you in them
My lips still crave your kiss
My body burns for your tender touch
And your love, I'll always miss.

I wonder if you think of me
And remember how it was
Those things I said and did for you
And gave you, just because.

I wonder if you say my name
Sometimes in your sleep
Hold to me there in your dreams
That pull you down so deep.

I wonder if you feel me
Touching you sometime
Running my hands over you
Driving you out of your mind.

I wonder, how I wonder
If anything with us was real
Or if it was a spell that we were under
That made us feel the things we'd feel.

I couldn't be sure, I could never be sure
If what we had would last
Now the future that I dreamed with you
Is laying buried in the past.

Still alive, but just a ghost
A mirage that shimmers there
On a place that once was lush and green
Now a desert, dry and bare.

And all we have are memories
And words and poems and songs
That we can't bear to hear again
Now those right things turned to wrongs.

How fast can love turn into war
How quick the heart can shatter
How soon we grab what matters not
And let go the things that matter.

But in the midnight's lonely hours
When my mind is full of thunder
My heart tells my mind to be quiet
And it's then I lay and wonder.

And it's then I wish we could go back
To the way it was before
But neither of us seem to have the key
To that locked door anymore.

I wonder if you think of me
I wonder if you care
I wonder if you know my heart
Is always with you there.

I wonder..........................

©By Voo Shining Stone
spur of the moment write
July 21, 2020
12:53 a.m.

David of The Day

David of the Day

davids populate our myths

they fill legendary roles

davids slew the tall, tall titans

back in days of old.

davids climbed the mountains

davids rowed the seas

davids flew in skies of blue

and davids felled the trees.

davids wrote the poetry

davids sang the songs

davids filled our hearts with praise

made merry all day long.

davids made the history

I've studied my life through

and all of them have fascinated

but none, my friend, like you.

you are a man of much, much worth

that the world can't take away

I tip my hat and give my heart

to the David of the day.

©by Voo

March 26, 08

posted today for my dear friend, David Salinas

Insurmountable Odds

Insurmountable Odds

Against insurmountable odds he stands
A survivor in the wars of life
Expecting never to be whole again
Though he has crumbled in the stress and strife.

But in the fighting with and the fighting against
The giving up and the giving in
It's made him stronger, wiser and sweeter
And a better man than he might have been.

Losing sometimes gives you gains
Like gaining sometimes makes you lose
The things that mean the most to you
And often forces you to choose.

No one chooses to suffer loss
For eyes can't see the greater good
That often comes in the midst of hell
And makes us do that thing we should.

For wisdom comes with experience
And experience with pain
And heartache comes from reaching out
And love with reaching out again.

So the man stands there with smiling face
Wondering why he has not died
He doesn't see the strength I see
Living joyfully inside.

From life to death and back again
The journey inches onward
The trail gets cold, gets lost, grows old
But one day will point him homeward.

And all will be laid out to see
The Whys, the Whos, the Wheres
The insurmountable odds and the roads that were trod
And the treasures that wait for him there.

©by Voo

Jan 31, 2005

written in a dream last night,

typed out at 11:30 a.m.

Storm on the Tip of My Finger

STorm On THe TiP oF My FInGeR

Rage flashed through me like a river overflowing it's bounds

The rage of life that sometimes takes me when I least expect it

The rage of love that carries me away like an unmoored boat on a defiant tide

And breaks me there upon the rocks, unmercilessly pounding and pounding

Until I disintegrate into shards of heart and mind and soul

It caught me just now and blew me away with it's ferociousness

I wanted to hate something but I didn't know what to hate

I wanted to kill something but I didn't know what to kill

I wanted to love somebody but I didn't have anybody to love

I never felt so alone.

For some crazy reason, I flashed back to Christmas time

And the wreaths that hung upon the door and the holly in the window

And the caroles filling the kitchen air like the flour from the cookie dough

The soft, sweet smell of pinetree wafting through my impatient dreams

As I slept, one eye open, for the first crack of sunlight to beckon me down to paradise

Then I found out there was no such thing as Santa and I haven't trusted a damn thing

Anybody's ever told me since! 

There wasn't any Easter Bunny either and no Tooth Fairy and no Thanksgiving Turkey

(Well, there was a thanksgiving turkey but everything else was a pack of lies!

I get so tired of being lied to. Don't people get tired of lying?

That girl promised me we'd be together and love each other and hold each other

In the midst of the baddest storms and nothing could ever change that

And nothing did. She just stopped loving me and walked away. And what could I say?

Oh, I see? It's Christmas time all over again, right? Just another myth and fable to fill 

Up the hearts of the innocent to make them feel special and not forgotten.

It was a Lie!

And now this lie that makes all over lies pale in comparison!

 The ultimate lie. The lie of love.

But no matter, I'm over it. It's done. Finished. Everything's all under control now. Calm.

But the rage came again today and covered me in memories and mistletoe 

And kisses in the snow

I wish it'd let me go. Just let me go for as I type this,

 I feel a storm beginning in my fingertip and I

try to hold it back but all I really want to do is point it at the world
 And burn it down like it's burned

Me down for years. The storm rages on and I let it lead me and I follow.
 I don't know where it's taking me but I'm going. 

Maybe I'll just put it in your face and let you feel the terror 
I feel now that I am alone and unloved. Maybe that's all I'll do.
 Just put that bad boy in your face and say "See! See what you did!

Then I'll walk away and keep walking till the rage runs out
 And I feel ok again and I'l go home and sit down

And be myself until the next time that I think of you
 Or Santa or the Tooth Fairy and how I fell for all that.

I don't know.The rage knows. The finger knows.
 The finger with the storm brewing in it's tip. Lightning flashing 

Like a hurricane on the ocean. But it's just emotion.
 And It doesn't hurt anyone but me.

©by Voo Shining Stone

 sept 15, 05

 3 a.m
for Mark

My Worst Poem Ever in memory of William McGonagall, known as the Worst Poet in History!

https://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/books/features/the-story-of-william-mcgonagall-the-worst-poet-in-the-history-of-the-english-language-829993.html

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Tay_Bridge_Disaster
known as the worst poem ever written! Well, mine is pretty bad!

Why is William McGonagall the worst poet?

McGonagall has been lampooned as the worst poet in history. The chief criticisms are that he was deaf to poetic metaphor and unable to scan correctly. His only apparent understanding of poetry was his belief that it needed to rhyme.

https://mypoeticside.com/poets/william-topaz-mcgonagall-poems

Please read some of his poetic MONSTROSITIES before you
read my poem below so you will understand what I was going for.
His work is very bad. Very funny and at the same time you feel so
sorry for the man and his sincerity that you want to give him a hug.
Bless his heart.....💝

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CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN

Forsooth! I said and sadly smiled
The day had ended on our lovely while
The sun was settng, the night had come
And you ran to your ship and I, to my home.

All night in my bed I clutched the lock
Of your curly red hair and that pair of your socks

Remembering the light in your eyes when you yawned
And the fair way you shivered
In the midst of the dawn.

Oh, Captain, my Captain, the love of my life
How I long to be first mate of your ship (and your wife)
How long must I wait to hear you say the words?
And to feel your heart beating
Like a wild flock of birds?

Was it only last week that we met
 There in port?
And we shared that wee whiskey
That made us tipsy and snort?

When you sailed away
 And swore to return
How my poet's heart ached
Aand my tummy did burn.

Then you sailed back to my arms
For the space of a day
Now your ship calls you to her

And my life is not gay.



THE END

(Lord, I hope so)
©by Voo
though I hate to claim it
Some time in the past
Probably tipsy on
Boone's Farm  Strawberry wine
But we won't discuss that.....