DREAM LOVERS

Dream Lovers

You were my dream lover

And you loved me in my dreams

But we could not hold onto that

In reality it seems.

For love here in reality

Is a hard, hard game to play

And people run away from love

And almost never stay.

And I don't know why that is so

Or why it's always been

It's almost like true love's a crime

And wanting it's a sin.

People using people

Is now societal norm

Discarding them when they're of no use

From the moment they are born.

And yet inside each human heart

Is the burning need to know

The touch of love, not knowing that

Love needs our love to grow.

So people hide in shadows

And lurk at love's closed doors

Watching for love to greet us

With welcome mats upon it's floors.

But rarely does that closed door open

No matter how long you wait

For love's as frightened of you out there

As you're scared of it's fate.

And most of us, from youth to aged

Sit in darkened rooms alone

In a house that we have built ourselves

That will never be a home.

We live in a virtual reality

That will never be a fact

Clinging to CGI people on screens

That will never love us back.

I don't think God made the world this way

Nor did He desire us thus

To live in lonely isolation

With no happiness or trust.

He made us to need one another

He made us need things others have got

He made us to share the uniqueness we have

With other sad seeking souls that have not.

But you and I, we never met

On this lonely, orbiting rock

We waited inside our own closed doors

On which love just would not knock.

Instead we dreamed ourselves a love

That visited at night

And who loved and lived in astral realms

But at dawn, kept out of sight.

And that sufficed for a span of time

But never truly satisfied

The hungry hearts inside of us

Who screamed at us and cried.

For something real that they could feel

To hold there in our hand

Not fiction, fantasy or film

But a real woman, a real man.

But we held on to what we'd found

Just as passionately as we could

For fantasy was all we had

And that dream world was safe and good.

Until the day came that we awoke

And could never sleep again

Till we embraced reality

And took it's hated hand.

And it led us out into the sun

And showed us skies above

Showed us life and all it's woes

And told us to look for love.

Not love in fairy story books,

Not love on movie reels

Not love in songs that just end wrong

But love that hurts and heals.

So we walked away from dreamland

Into the waiting arms of others

Who've longed for flesh and blood love to come

And take the place of their dream lovers.

And though we may not ever meet

And it may not ever seem

That we were true, I did love you

In that world that was our dream.

                                                                

 ©By Voo

July 22, 2019

10:15 p.m.

Dreams That Cannot Die By Voo

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The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: The Purple Neon Moon

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The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: PIANO, PLAY ME

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UTTER NONSENSE and Other Pages from my Diary....

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Utter Nonsense and Other Pages From My Diary



Stereo blasting in full color
Bright blues for blues
Grays for emptiness
And equalizers throwing gasoline
On red hot torch songs about darkness.

She walked
But no one saw her
It was one of those days
When the nights never end
And camels stop 
To fill up their tanks before
Heading into Los Angeles.

There was nothing to do about it
The ufo just hovered there
Like the one above Travis Walton's head
And I kept hoping it'd beam me up
Or knock me senseless but it never did.

Icicles hung from the sun
And snowmen melted 
On the truck beds of 4th of July parade floats
While children threw candy 
And taunted Santa Claus with wish lists.

I can't stand this stuff anymore!
No body writes about my life
It's like I don't have one or something
I must just be somebody's dream
On some far away planet
In the middle of an ocean of dishwater.

Is there any way out of here?
The banana cook flipped his pancake
And stared at me like I was Cornflakes
On a hot afternoon
But he had it all wrong: I was Fruit Loops.

You need a drink, he said
You look like chocolate milk
On a prehistoric playground
Here, drink this.
And he handed me a rubber plant
And a straw.

There's no ending to this story
I could go on and on          and on and on.....
Like a cabaret singer
With a thousand songs in her soul
And a mike so hot it burns her hand.

I see you out there reading this
You're thinking: Damn!
I should play chess more often
I had no idea how insane the queen was.

Well, I am insane
But I'm never boring
These words prove that
These words prove 
That you can make a poem outta anything
And somebody will read it and say
My God, she's brilliant!

But that's just a fact
In a constellation of a sea of fiction
Oranges don't grow on trees, baby!
And girls like me 
Don't come along every day.

Which is why the earth is spinning
And global warming is popping corn in the fields
In the middle of December
Al Gore knows the truth: He invented it
Just ask his wife.

If the world turned upside down
Would the oceans fall on our heads
And would we drown in self pity
And fish for tuna in the tops of trees?
I really need an answer to that question
I really do.

Oh, wait, the CIA is at the door.....
BRB.......
(They wanted to know my sources)
They wanted to know if I was a double-knot spy
And if I knew the way to San Jose
(I told them to hang a left at the Dollar Tree.)

My therapist does my therapy for free, you know
He said it amuses him
And that he finds my vocabulary sexy
But I won't lie down on his couch without protection
I wear an inner tube and hold a flamethrower.

I'm in love with this guy
Who lives in my stereo CD player
And sings to me about blue lights and purple things
We have this love/hate relationship
I love him but he refuses to eject so I hate him, too.

Buffaloes roam in the canyons
I think they fell out of the ufo
I'm not sure. I'm sure of that
Being sure of unsurety keeps me grounded, you know?
I tried to lasso one once but it got away.

( A buffalo, you moron!)
What did you think I meant?!
I may be insane but I'm not stupid!
Except on Tuesdays but then everybody's
Stupid on Tuesdays, right?
I think I read that on a menu somewhere.

Crickets are calling my name
I must run.............
You could probably catch me
On your little frog legs if you wanted to
But there's a 99.9 % chance
That I won't kiss you if you do.

Some people live 
For that 1%, however.......

©By Voo
Oct 25, 07

spur of the moment write
out of pure boredom
please don't ask me what it means
Just Enjoy it.

        

 

The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: LOSE YOURSELF TO DANCE

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Lay Me Down To Dream

The Dove
by Brian Crain

Lay Me Down to Dream

Lay me down to dream, I said

And looked deep into your eyes

I am so tired and weary now

I need some lullabies.

Lay me down to dream, my love

My days have been so long

I need to rest upon your chest

I need to hear your song.

Lay me down to dream, I plead

My dreams have flown away

I cannot think or recall them

I don't know how to make them stay. 

But there within your gentle hands

And in your tender touch

Is every dream I've ever had

And all I love so much.

Pull me close there in your arms

And think of what I've said

Then when I'm calm, then lay your hands

Upon my weary head.

And transfer every dream in you

That you can give or spare

And send me to that land of dreams

Where I can meet you there.

I do not know the way, my love

I can't find it on my own

Bestow on me that precious gift

Known to yourself, alone.

I've traveled many miles, you know

On a recent treacherous route

And found myself in perilous places

With no one to lead me out.

But there were angels and there was you

And the good Lord up above

And He blessed me with a road map back

And a light made out of love.

And I've come back from darkest dark

With new missions, it does seem

But I need you now to sing me to sleep

And lay me down to dream.

©by Voo

June 8, 2019

7:47 a.m.

 

Timing Is Everything

Timing Is Everything

Silently, wordlessly.....

I walk behind you in the fog

And wait for you to pause

Long enough for me to catch up.

You stop and look furtively around

Jingling the coins in your pocket

And I see the frown you occasionally wear

When you think of me.

Seeing nothing in the mists,

You walk on, glancing up at the sky

And pulling the trench coat collar

Tighter around your throat.

You stumble over a stone

And utter an indecipherable oath

That I can't quite hear

And it makes me smile.

"Where are you?!" you shout out loud

And kick the stone out into the darkness

"How much more must I endure?" you ask

And I recognize my moment and rush forward.

"I'm right here, mon cher." I whisper

And slip my cold hand into your pocket

And into the warmth of your fingers

As they grasp mine in fear and trembling.

You twirl underneath the dim street lamp

And clouds of fog circle around us and between us

You make motions to disperse the mist

And stand there in stark disbelief and indescribable joy.

"Is it you?" you ask, reaching to touch my face

"Is it really you?" "Tell me it's you and not a dream."

And I back away and look into those eyes

That I have dreamed of melting into for evermore and always.

"It's really me, beloved." I whisper softly

"Can a dream do this?" and I stroke your cheek with my finger tips

"And can a dream do that?" As I run my thumb over the outlines of your mouth

And leave it there upon your lips.

Time is suspended, stands still,

And we both wait to see if this is reality or fiction of the mind

Before we give in to the emotions that run rampant

Over, under, around and through us like mad things beyond control.

"There was a glitch in time." I say, 

"And I slipped through the veil when the time was right."

"Well, timing is everything." you murmur

And push a wayward curl behind my ear.

Somewhere in the distance 

A band begins to play in some elegant ballroom

And the music reaches our ears and swirls around us

And you bow and say, "May I have this dance, Princess?"

I take your hand and the touch of it sends currents through me

Your arm around my back, and we waltz as if on clouds

I cannot take my eyes from yours as we meld in that sweet embrace

Like warm honey spilling from an overturned bowl.

I hear you exhale and I exhale my own breath

Over your shoulder as my pulse runs wild

Tighter you pull me and your grasp is like steel

Yet the pain is delicious because I know you are real.

  ©by Voo

 Dec 28, 2018   

2 days before my birthday