collab
Saturday, January 30, 2021
Thursday, January 28, 2021
Sunday, January 24, 2021
You Don't Know What Love Is
You Don't Know What Love Is
You don't know what pain is
Till your heart's been sliced in two
You don't know what tears are
Till it's turned your brown eyes blue
You don't know how rain stings
Till it's rained inside your heart
You don't know how wholeness feels
Till your soul's been ripped apart.
You don't know, will never know
How my love cries out to you
You, who left me easily
And never loved me true.
You don't know the sunshine
For you never liked the day
You only liked the midnight
When your love came out to play
Look at me. Look at me, boy!
See the heartbreak in my eyes
See the longings I still have for you
Though you only gave me lies
If I could hear just one sweet word
It would mend my heart, I think
But our love was like the Titanic
Doomed, destined to sink
You look at me and wink your eye
Like it's all a silly game
You say you miss me and mentally thumb
Your little book for my number and name
"Oh, sweet girl!" you say and give me a whirl
In the rain on the street by the tree
Where our lips first touched and I loved you so much
When you carved that big heart there for me
And I think of the day when like school children at play
We yelled "She's my love and I am just his!"!
But to a scoundrel you turned and my heart crashed and burned
Realizing that you don't.... know what love is.
©by Voo Shining Stone
1/2021
Friday, January 22, 2021
Fun Things For The Bored........yawn!!!!! And The Slightly Stupid (we know who we are)
Slippery Words Quiz—Changing With The Times: Weekly Challenge (merriam-webster.com)
Name That Thing (merriam-webster.com)
True Or False (merriam-webster.com)
How Strong Is Your Vocabulary?: Weekly Challenge (merriam-webster.com)
and last but not least.......What The Heck Is This???
Wednesday, January 20, 2021
That Night In Hot Springs In The Rain (a true story told in prose form)
That Night In Hot Springs In The Rain
Tuesday, January 19, 2021
Take It Like A Man
Take It Like a Man
Monday, January 18, 2021
Marching For You
We were tired of dying slow
Burned and beaten with whips of hate
For reasons we didn't know.
Tired of standing in the back of life
Awaiting the freedom of death
Tired of bowing with downcast eyes
And holding our angry breath.
We were tired of living like cattle
Sold in the markets of men
Cursed with a curse, (not mankind) something worse
When existing was our only sin.
We were tired of working for nothing
Owning no thing but our souls
Watching our labor make other men rich
As they reached, (on our backs) for their goals.
Son, we only wanted what was rightfully ours
A family, a home and some land
To be treated fairly and given respect
Like any other color of man.
We marched because we had to
Through this country we call home
(A million miles from the place we were born)
But to which we will ever belong.
In Selma and in Memphis
In Atlanta, Little Rock
Downtown D.C. and Kentucky
And they could not make us stop.
Many died and many cried
As we marched our way through hell
And what our pain has helped us gain
Only God can tell.
Injustice hides it's face from those
Who dare to shine the light
We marched to show our dignity
And to change our wrongs to rights.
We marched because we had to, son
We were tired of hearing "no"
We fought for the freedom that you're taking for granted
In ways that you never will know.
So, don't scorn these tired and graying heads
We're feeble and old, that's true
But as you dance down the street to this new century beat
Know this, son, we were marching for you.
Sunday, January 17, 2021
The Secret That Was No Secret
Saturday, January 16, 2021
Jealous Of You
Jealous of You
When the wind touches your cheek,
Blows back your hair,
I get jealous
Jealous because I don't want
Anyone, any thing touching you but me!
When the sun's rays fall on your face
And make your eyes squint
As it turns your skin a sweeter shade of brown
I get jealous
Because I don't want anything in your eyes but me.
Jealousy is torture but exquisite torture
It stings with the pain of a honeybee
But makes you know, indeed, how much
You want, you crave, you need
That honey that comes with love.
The soil of love's battlefields
Through time immemorial
Have been stained
With the blood of that jealousy,
Made sacred with the blood of that love.
The heart wants what it wants
And will not settle for less
Will not release until the bands break
And even then,
Will not let go though the heart has turned to dust.
Some say jealousy is evil
But I say jealousy is pure
For what is love that can be passed around
Through different hands and hearts
And not kept holy and cherished in the heart of the One?
And you are my One
And I am Yours
I want no other lips, no other arms
Kissing me, holding me
Nor kissing you, holding you.
I am jealous and I make no bones about it
Neither do I apologize or make excuse
For what is love that does not care who touches it, soils it
When once it lay like a precious pearl
On a bed of priceless gold?
That is my love for you: A precious pearl
And I will not give you up or let you go
I will not share you with strangers who do not know your worth
I will not stop wanting you, needing you, loving you
Even if you walk away from me.
©by Voo Shining Stone
Jan 16, 2021
WARM ME
Start song before reading
warm me
warm me, my love, i am so cold.........
i can't feel these fingers tracing the frozen tears
falling from my eyes
flowing down my cheeks onto your heart.
warm me, my love, i long for flame
red like passion, hot like fire, strong like wine
melt me like the glacier that i am, i was, i am.....
i no longer want to be.
warm me, my love, with the glance of your eyes
the touch of your hand, the breath of your mouth
so cold.....so cold....
so cold......as you were, too.
in the waiting of the wanting of the needing,
of the void that grasps the loveless....
and pulls us down into it's depths
to lie frozen in the silence of a darkened sky.
warm me, my love, burn me as i burn you
coming to life now in this desperation of desire
this heat that flickered low but never died
never died. never died. never died......
but lives now in this newest of days and nights
and dreams
warming......warming......blazing now with love
your touch is like fire, your love is like a potion
i drink......i feel.....i love....i burn....i melt
the glacier gone forever.
©by Voo Shining Stone
Nov 14, 2004
7:38 p.m.