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Wednesday, October 5, 2022

The Same Storm In Mine

  



The Same Storm In Mine


We recognized one another

The night we met

Though we had never met before


We saw in each other's eyes

The passion we craved

The wildness that was yet to be tamed


We felt our heartbeats slow

Then race

Then synchronize together in unison


And then the madness began

The indescribable madness of true love

The true love that only comes once


We fought like lions

And made up like lambs

But oh, how we loved!


Loved like the lightning loved the darkness

Loved like the thunder loved the roar

Loved like the raindrops loved the earth


Through days of war and nights of peace

Through cries of pain and love's delight

We imprinted ourselves upon pages of poetry


And then the world ended

As all worlds, they do

Created out of myth and longing


And you flew away on your invisible wings

Leaving Earth and the boundaries of time

Waving goodbye as our tears fell like raindrops

With the storm still in your veins and the same storm in mine.




©by Voo Shining Stone

Jan 3, 2021

5:15 p.m.

Gentle Storm by Elbow

oh, my my, what a song and video!


Moon Of Red

 Moon Of Red


Moon of Red 


Moon of red in a midnight sky

Omens of life sent forth to die

Cries of passion, cries of fear

Drenched in drops of rain and tear.


Where comes the night that has no day?

Whence comes what takes the dream away?

Who hears the voice of voiceless plea?

Which pours from lost ones just like me?


I ponder as I sit beside

The pool of tears from all who've cried

I wonder as I think on this

As panthers prowl and serpents hiss.


I do not know nor do I care

If there's a reason for me there

For reasons come with every task

And mock before you even ask.


The screech of owls, the rustling leaves

The sighing of the soul that grieves

The sounds surround me sitting here

And fill me with the feel of fear.


Higher now, the moon of red

Swiftly rises above my head

The air, electric with ethereal breath

Inhales the life, exhales the death.


And those who know the plot and plan

The few, the remnant of mortal man

Reach out to grab what's blown apart

And hold it tightly to their heart.


Trailing my fingers in the pool of tears,

I bend to watch my reflection appear

The red moon has tainted what in sunlight was fair

But alas, no reflection of my sad face is there.


Just a red moon, a red pool,

A dark sky of black

I'm afraid and I cry out

But get no answer back.




©by Voo Shining Stone

Oct  26, 2020

9:28 p.m.