The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: Flip The Switch

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Oh, How Happy

 

Just ran across this wonderful old record and immediately flashed back

to being a teenager and lead singer in The Angelic Gospel Jewels Choir.

I changed the words to this song and made it into a gospel rendition and

it was quite a hit. Our choir appeared on tv and even made an album. I was

a high soprano then and could give you chills! lol  Those were the days.......

I can still give you chills but for other reasons.........🥸

rehearsing for a big fundraiser for a boxing club that had some young guys 

in it who would go on to be Olympics material.  I was the Secretary/ Public Relations

manager for the club............ (and team Mascot)   We were famous! I made them famous!  lol    (I almost got us killed)

Guess which one is me??????????😇😎

The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: Wicked Game

The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: Wicked Game:  

Illusion of Flight repost

 

Illusion of Flight

Catching the sight of three birds in flight

From the corner of my left eye, I

Felt a momentary pang of longing

Deep in the chest where my heart lies.

Fettered by feet and weary human-ness

I confess I am tired of this earth bound existence

Tired of this walking on hard packed sod

And ancient burial grounds of the long forgotten.

I want to rise up with wings

And soar with the freedom of untied dreams

Glide on the currents of the truly unbound

And dance on the intangible glories of sky.

I want to fly!

But still I walk, sighing loudly

The birds out of sight now, I

Hurry to my cubicle of conformity

Shoved in with the masses of the all-the-same.

Almighty dollars pressure me to reach

Needing them to meet my need, I

Strive in futile, uninspired destituted hope

Ever mindful of the ship coming in on the horizon.

I want to fly!

If I had been born a bird

I'd fly until my feathers fell out

And my wings would not lift me off the ground

And then I'd fly, a ghostbird, in Eden's realm.

I want to fly!

Retracing my steps back home from work

I sought to find the beautiful birds, I

Had seen in peripheral sight this morning

Knowing that it was an almost impossible thing.

But what! From the corner of my right eye

I spy their graceful forms above the hedges

Three white stainless birds of steel and structure

Fettered to the concrete by bars of iron!

I am crushed, I am disheartened, I am disconsolate

This revelation of illusion of flight has undone me

And I walk home with a much, much heavier heart

Than the one I had this morning.

I want to fly!

          

©by Voo

September 17, 07

5:05 p.m.

No Doubt About It

 

..............

The Shadow Of Your Smile

 

I Wanna Know What Love Is

 oh, my goodness!!!

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The Cleverlys omg

 

I Can't Win For Losing You

 

The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: Take Away Your Pain Dedicated to every hurting m...

The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: Take Away Your Pain Dedicated to every hurting m...:   Take Away Your Pain The world is full of pain they say And that's proven to be true For pain is all I ever see When I look at you. A t...

Song For You

 

Knocking Down The Walls repost

 

play while reading the piece

                                                   
Knocking Down the Walls



When I was born,
They didn't know what to do with me
I wasn't an ordinary kid
I liked the extraordinary, the different, the bizarre
I needed things they didn't know how to give me
And yet they loved me with all of  their hearts.

As I grew older, I began to explore
The universe within my self, 
The universe outside my self
The universe beyond myself.

I didn't know where I fit in
Or how to fit in, or if  I fit in,
Or if I ever would fit in
And so I stopped trying to fit in
And I became myself.

The teen aged years were.....
Shall I say, unhinged?
I was a door that didn't know if
I wanted to be open or shut
So I just kind of hung there halfway open,
Halfway shut, half way longing to know
What I didn't know and halfway hoping
That I would never find out.

Because it was a lonely place
Populated by one
Though one with an imaginary community
Of millions, billions, even.........
Of wonderful, awful, fantastic entities
Ambling through my mind 
On their way to some place else.

Most of the time, I felt broken
And broken in a way that no earthly doctor
Could fix
A Borg-like creature from another dimension
With a mechanical brain
And hands that could not touch,
But a human heart that felt oh, so much.

My room, my house, my school, my town
My world...........
Felt small to me and hardly welcoming
A place to exist while I went searching
For the place that felt like home.

I knew too much
And yet never enough
For there was a hunger in me
That nothing could satisfy
And nothing could fulfill
The walls were always so close
I could reach out my hands in the dark
And touch them, touch the ceiling
Touch my own thoughts
As they echoed back and forth to me
In the box that was my life.

But then one day
I learned a secret
And not just any secret
But the secret to me
And what I was and what I would become
And what I would always want to be.

I stood up there one night in the dark
And I took an invisible hammer
And I began to knock down the walls
That held me in, that held me back
And I began to see what I could not see before
Because it was invisible to unseeing eyes
And hidden from unknowing  minds.

I began to hammer away at the tangible
Until I broke through to the intangible
And uncovered the unseen, un-tasted world
That was there all the time beyond a veil
Of thinnest silk, on the other side of my soul.

And I became 
And I became
And I became......me
Out of the box, out of the four walls of a room
Full of emptiness.

And to my wondering eyes, I beheld
Others there like me, others there that had been
Searching all of their lives
For someone to tell them who they were
And why they were and where they were going
And why they were like they were
Some one like me.

And I began to tell them what I knew
And they began to answer questions
I had never asked
But needed desperately to know
And it was wonderful...........
It was the beginning of a new day
And a new world..........
And I flung the door wide open at last
And I walked in.

©by Voo

May 13, 2017

                                                                   1:41 a.m.

   

Orange Sky by Alexi Murdoch

And To the Republic for Which It Stands.........

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I've been working hard to revive this character in all her zany goofiness. Let me know if you want to be a character in this serial story started online years ago on several sites and forums. Populated by people I met there as well as friends and family. Some of you will be tickled, I'm sure. Let me know if you want to be a character of some sort after you've read a bit. I can make it happen. Hopefully this can be turned into a tv series or movie. It's hysterical fun!!! Four introductory blogs up tonight, then get ready for the Episodes to be posted shortly. Please COMMENT. I need to get back into writing mode and I need FEEDBACK.  Thank you, Voo  💖💋👅😀

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Ten Little Ninjas by Jack Knife James, of Aachoo Voo Fame (mobster, trumpeter, truck driver, wise a-- extraordinaire)

 Ten Little Ninjas....this rocks!

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multi-talented otherworldly character whose best friend is a truck......Enjoy!!!

My Heart Can't Tell You No

 

The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: UNFINISHED the written and spoken word versions

The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: UNFINISHED the written and spoken word versions: Unfinished When I, in lonely silent waves Of sound, surround myself with you Your face imprinted on my mind, Y...

Oh My My

 Lady by The Whispers

I Do Love You by GQ

Oh Honey by Delegation

Five O'Clock Queen a repost of one of my favorite writes

 

Five O'Clock Queen

Every day at five on the dot 'cept Sunday, she comes
All the heads raise, swivel around, and then look away
(I don't know why she comes here anymore.)

They tell me she was beautiful in her time
Nice long legs and red-gold hair and eyes to catch your breath
But time's become her enemy, if it ever was her friend.

I don't think there's anything sadder
Than the face she smiles at me
As I pour her beer and take her coins and watch her look around.

She stumbles to the booth that knows her contours well
Fluffs back her hair and licks her lips
And pretends she's unaware.

Maybe there's a new guy in that doesn't know the score
And I see him raise her hopes up
And then dash them to the ground.

The regulars jab him in the ribs and laugh behind their hands
"No, son," they say, "You want none of that!"
And she pretends she doesn't hear.

When the beer is warm and the night is cold
I watch her reflection in the window pane 
On the odd night, in that light, I can see her as she was.

Sometimes, I ignore her and sometimes I just can't
I wipe the bar and wipe my hands
And put quarters in the jukebox.

"This one's for you." I'll say
And she'll light up like a child on Christmas morning
And nod her graying head like a reigning queen.

But when she's gone, I'll play a Dave Loggins song
And a hush falls as the room is filled with shame
And pain and longing for the days that are no more.

Days when youth was beautiful even on an ugly face
And those eyes could make you stumble after
And promise her tomorrow when you knew it wouldn't come.

©by Voo Shining Stone
May 12, 09
1:18 a.m

This is the heartbreaking song that inspired this poem. 
I felt that this woman had another
part of her story that needed to be told...................

The Captain Of Her Heart

 

You Can Leave Your Hat On

 

Happy 4th of July, ya'll!!!!     lol 💋❤️🧨

Have You Been Making Out OK?

The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: The Shore That Lost It's Sadness

The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: The Shore That Lost It's Sadness:   Hit the Ground play together for great effect Sea Sounds "The Shore That Lost It's Sadness"   one set of footprints Become t...

I Followed The Moon

The Heart Within

by Peter Gundry

I Followed The Moon

I followed the moon to find you

For the moon knew where you did abide

In a forest of green that was hidden, unseen

With no door to let me come inside.

Your feet left no tracks on the soft grass

I could not follow you on the trail

I could not discern for I had not yet learned

All the secrets that you kept so well.

You came to me in shadow one bright night

When I was there weeping alone

Lying in a field of moon flowers

With a young heart that felt made out of stone.

All of my life I'd felt lonely

And thought that I always would be

Except for the man in the moon, my one friend

(For I thought that the moon followed me.)

And you sang to me while I did sleep

Lying on that ground

You caressed my face with tender grace

And then left without a sound.

I looked for you long after that

And called for you to hear

But though I could not see your form

I felt that you were near.

Sometimes I heard you singing softly

In the whispers of the leaves

Sometimes I saw you clear as day

In the branches of the trees.

At night I dreamed of your bright eyes

Watching in my room

But when I opened up my own,

Saw nothing but the moon.

Sometimes I felt you touching me

Kneeling by my bed

Raising my face for your kiss

Your hand upon my head.

Sometimes you did much more than touch

Sometimes you deemed to linger

And wrapped me in your arms so tight

And round your little finger.

And I began to crave that touch

And hunger for that bliss

And I became a woman, lost

With each beguiling kiss.

For many nights you did not come

Not even in a dream

And I went mad with wanting you

And holding back my scream.

And then one night with second sight

I knew where you might be found

I slipped out of my window

While the moonlight lit the ground.

And I followed the moon as it hurried ahead

In the sky toward the forest so dark

Ignoring the danger, the beast and the stranger

As the hunger led me by the heart.

I followed the moon to find you

Not knowing if man or a ghost

Awaited me there in the green forest lair

Nor if you'd be a welcoming host.

And when the moon had come to rest

I stopped underneath it's glow

Wondering if I'd lost my mind

Because I didn't know.

If you were real or phantom

If you were myth or man

And I cried and cried there in the dark

Until you took my hand.

'You came to me!" you softly breathed

"Your love has set me free!

The curse is reversed and broken

Because you came to me!"

And you covered my face in kisses

And looked into my eyes so deep

"Until tonight I could only touch you

There in the world of sleep."

"Your love has given me flesh and form!"

You cried with human tears

"You do not know how long I've waited

For all these lonely years."

"I followed the moon to find you." I said

"With my heart full of doubt and of doom 

But is this tale of yours true, my love, who are you?"

And you smiled, "I was the man in the moon."

©By Voo

October 2, 2019

2:38 p.m.