collab
Sunday, October 31, 2021
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: The Guardian and The Ghoul
Thursday, October 28, 2021
Dancing To A Slow Death repost
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: Too Cold To Feel The Fire
The Rain Man Dances...one of my scariest writes.................
on my voiceless prayer and my wordless hymn
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: THERE STOOD A HOUSE
Wednesday, October 27, 2021
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: I DREAMED OF APPLES
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: Sometimes At Midnight
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: Alien Eyes
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: HORROR STORY (FROM Voo's Vault)
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: Against My Will
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: Saturday Night at Voo's House...back in the day......
Tuesday, October 26, 2021
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: Some Really Great Out Of The Box Music
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: The Lost Man's Journey w/reading Repost
Sunday, October 24, 2021
The Purple Neon Moon
start music.........
Friday, October 22, 2021
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: That Night In Hot Springs In The Rain (a true stor...
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: Desperate Characters
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: Choices
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: The Beast Calls
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: DEAD FLOWERS IN A FRUIT JAR
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: Nothing Rhymed Today
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: CRESCENT MOON ON THE HIGHWAY
Thursday, October 21, 2021
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: THE LAST WARRIOR in the land of machines
Tuesday, October 19, 2021
My Love Is A Garden
My Love Is A Garden
My love is a garden
My eyes are the sky
My skin is a cloud
That you must not pass by.
My hands are the feathers
Of a beautiful bird
That can talk to your body
Without saying a word.
My mouth is a vessel
Curved softly and fine
That will intoxicate you
With the sweetest of wine.
I'm a most fragrant flower
Blooming for you alone
If you inhale my perfume
You'll be transported home.
Hurry quick from your wandering
To the one you dream of
Gardener, come now and tend me......
I'm your garden of love.
"Secret Garden"
©by Voo Shining Stone
October 19, 2021
11:00 p.m.
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: Ole!!!! Ole!!!!! She Dances
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: Time Traveler In a World Without Time....pages fro...
Fools On A Gray Autumn Day
Fools On A Gray Autumn Day
Standing here in the silence of a gray, lackluster day
We briefly glance into somber eyes, then turn and look away
You clear your throat and smooth your coat
Your body blocks the sun
I wait to hear your footsteps retreat; I expect to hear them run
But they don't walk and you don't talk
No words spill from your mouth
But heartbeats break the silent roar
That the heart cannot pour out.
Your big hand reaches for my small
That's buried in my pocket
And with the other I undo the clasp
On the sterling silver locket
That holds the picture of the love we shared until today
I put it in your empty hand and still I do not say
Unsaid words that serve no purpose; for they cannot change a thing
And the unshed tears bring no release but blind us by their sting.
Goodbye, it is a joke and lie, it expresses no sincere thought
For what is good about the bye? Just another moment bought
An autumn leaf falls on your shoulder from an almost barren tree
And I think the bright red leaf is you and the barren tree is me
We watch a V formation of snow geese on the wing
Flying through the skies above to find another Spring.
One last throat clearing, one last hand clasp
Your lips meet mine once more and last
The saddest smile I've ever seen touches your eyes with tear bright gleam
Hands pull apart, eternity ends
Eyes close on memories of there and then
We walk in different directions now and don't look back, somehow, somehow.
The tears held back, now fall like rain down heartbroken faces that drown in pain
And each, we shout unsaid words then and hear them stolen by the thieving wind
At the edge of the park, I think I'll turn to see if you're there ( I never learn))
I pray that you're running on swift feet to me but I never turn and I never see
And you walk on toward the ocean of blue
And wonder if I am now running toward you.
Your heart beating fast as the locket you grasp
With it's picture of you and of me
But I'm walking and crying and waiting for you to follow
As the locket is thrown into the sea.
© by Voo
November 19, 2005
3 p.m.