FYI

 

Right Here Waiting For You

 

What Rain?

 

What Rain?

"C'mon," you said, "Let's go for a walk

The sun is shining, the birds are singing

It's a perfect day for walking."

But we didn't get very far

Because we had to stop every few minutes and kiss

Because it was a perfect day for kissing

I finally noticed that your umbrella

Matched the bottom of my shoes and giggled

Because it was a perfect day for giggling

I also finally noticed 

That the sun was not shining 

And the birds were not singing, there were no birds

Because it was pouring

Raining cats and dogs as they say

As we stood kissing under that red umbrella

"Don't you think we should go to my house,

Curl up by the fire and dry off?" I asked and you asked, "Why?"

"Because of the rain!" I laughed "Silly!"

Then you closed the red umbrella and let us get drenched

And running your hands down my hips, 

You smiled and said, "What rain?"

©by Voo Shining Stone

Jan 12, 2022

1:25 a.m.

A Dozen Rubies

  

A Dozen Rubies

A dozen rubies fell to my feet
Scattered by your hand
You'd come to ask me for my love
And proclaim yours for me and
A thousand diamonds promised me
When promise I had made
While the topaz sun high in the sky
Burned us in the shade.

The grass, an emerald shade of green
Lay below your feet and mine
From crystal cup we two did sup
The aged garnet wine
Grapes in clustered amethyst 
You fed me from your fingers
And kissed the residue away
While afternoon did linger.

With silver tongue you spoke the words
My sweet heart to seduce
Like opals changing in the light
The outcome to deduce
Your turquoise eyes lit up with joy
Every time I smiled
I teased you with my pearl white hands
And we waltzed a little while.

The blue sky turned to jasper
Then agate, then sapphire
We lay and watched the end of day
As the sunset turned to fire
The dozen rubies crushed beneath
My onyx colored hair
Then I saw the black lies in your eyes
Carefully hidden there.

You did not know that I could see
The truth there in the man
(No precious jewel can buy my heart
From yours or any hand)
In twilight's hue I turned to you
At the sun's last golden glow
Your jaded eyes full of surprise
As I softly told you....... no.

©by Voo
Jan 22, 2005

Hands Of Fire

  

Hands of Fire 

I took the fire in my hands

Blew upon the blaze,

Clasped it to my hungry heart

And upwards I did gaze.

My mind was full of worry

My soul was full of woe,

My body was a tired thing

That did not want to go.

But down within, my spirit man

Stood up and said goodbye,

Waved farewell to the slaves of hell

And every scheme and lie.

They didn’t want to let go

They screamed their angry screams,

They threatened to make nightmares

Out of all my dreams.

And though their threats were frightening

And my flesh fought hard to flee,

I didn’t let them see my fear

Or weakness within me.

I turned not to the right or left

I kept my face like flint,

I felt the fire consume me

Though I was not burned or bent.

The devils howled in terror

The demons crawled away,

But the fire they feared, that holy fire

Refined me there that day.

My flesh began to crumble

My soul sought to submit,

My spirit grew to ten feet tall

And my mind was awed by it.

No more a faithless, worthless worm

No more a dirty rag,

My inner man, the eternal me

Stepped out of that worn bag.

And as I stood and watched it die

My mouth began to praise,

My eyes began to see the plan

Designed in ancient days.

And all my soul was quieted

And all my heart was healed,

And all the false things in my life

Fell off and became real.

I burned and burned as I drank deep

Of the new wine in the cup,

I burned when I ate of the bread

And I did not burn up.

I walked the world in flames of fire

That shot out of my eyes,

My heart, a wounded thing made whole

That heard the whole world’s cries.

And even now, as I write this

I must, of God, inquire,

How can I hold this paper here

When my hands are on fire?

I long to lay them on the heads

Of lost and dying men,

To show them hope in hopelessness

And make them live again.

I want to im-part what I’ve learned

To unbelieving fools,

Share with them the joys of life

Equip them with new tools.

I need to take them to the well

And bid them to drink deep,

Break their chains of dark despair

And give them keys to keep.

I desire to give this holy fire

That burns now higher still,

To man and woman, boy and girl

And whosoever will.

I’d give my life for others

If others my life could save,

I’d pull them out with my own hands

From the coldness of the grave.

This fire that’s shut up in my bones

Bids me to preach and teach,

This fire in my heart and hands

Bids me to seek and reach.

I yearn to touch the untouchables

And make them clean and new,

Watch the dross burn out of the gold

May I share this fire with you?

©by Voo Shining Stone

For The Good Times

 

Saturday Night at Voo's House...back in the day....When Crazy was Real, Ya'll!

Voo.....aka The Pink Lady aka Madonna

aka The Girl Who Lost Her Buttons

Get This Party Started!

                                       Yes, every Saturday was Halloween at Voo's house

Costumes were not only encouraged but required

Neighborhood girls frequently raided my closets, much to their

mothers' chagrin. We were a glamorous lot! Sometimes we did shows

and photo shoots on the front lawn (and caused many car wrecks.)

"I can't tell you how many times I heard mothers screaming

at their kids across the street "Get in that house and change your clothes!!!

You look like a bunch a hookers!!!!"

No...they looked like me....Voo, the Diva.  sigh

                                   **Their moms preferred them to dress like this

but....you know...girls will be girls

and they all wanted to be me, apparently.
👼

Me in my 14 and one half minutes of fame

Various people who showed up on Saturday nights

The Saturn guy. nobody knew his name...

Bruce in disguise

anybody here remember Bruce?
me, neither......

                                                          Me in my pink prom dress 6 yrs after prom

I look like a Barbie doll!  I wondered why Ken dolls

were following me everywhere I went...

but I was chasing NSYNC dolls and G I JOE dolls

and MC HAMMER dolls  and stuff

                                                 Men really must love pink and black cars!

Guys were always coming by to check out my....paint job

Magic the Cat going to his Cat Prom

He bit the limo driver as I recall

because the bottle of milk wasn't chilled to his liking

and 3 of his 6 prom dates got into a huge cat fight later that evening

(Magic was such a player!)

\

Mr T as a child

Lenny and Chad

T-Wayne, the non-Jewish wannabe rapper

who could only rap in hillbilly and Hebrew

(so sad)

👀👀

 Risky Rusty Rusky from Australia

my partner in poetic crime

and inventor of Ear Socks and other ridiculous fashions

that never caught on......

These two shall forever remain anonymous

                                          Hey, those are My pajamas!!!!

The non famous painting of a famous painter

painting a semi famous infamous Voo who has since become

relatively famous in some infamous parts of the internet

and/ or other known and unknown parts of the galaxy.....

and asylum waiting rooms everywhere!!!

                                      I had my Marilyn Monroe phase too.

For years, people would stop when I was outside and ask for Marilyn's

autograph till they realized that she was dead. But my house was

a real life haunted house so I just signed as "Marilyn Monroe's Ghost"

Women scorned but guys loved me....

😍🤩😱😊❤️

I kept the neighbors entertained. Once I invited some people over for a barbecue/get together in my back yard. I got everything set up and went to take a shower and get dressed and when I came back outside to see if anyone had shown up yet......there were about 300 people out there!!!! Not one inch of the lawn was un- covered by people, blankets or lawn chairs!!!! I was stunned!!! I didn't even know half of them! That party is still talked about till this day!!! Even some local celebrities showed up! And some infamous YouTube stars that I will not mention at this time.......

Ok....Ok  it's

Betty and Elton, local and off planet legends 

💜💜💜💜

One Saturday night, I threw a surprise wedding

on my lawn. It was 32 degrees that night and 81

the next day.....The preacher (a friend of mine)

offered us a hundred dollars to call it off till

it got warmer.....we refused......It was a magical

night. (cost me $2000.00 to decorate the lawn plus

wedding cake, etc but it was worth it)

(true story)

😱

 Smitty, Bear, Kristoff and LeeNut

(That's my buddy Smitty with the rose in his hair)

completely insane guy...once set his own eyebrows

on fire just for a laugh....

              ⬇️

Impromptu concert and runway modeling........
followed by the traditional eating of the pizza
and daring Smitty to do something outrageous...
(Not that he ever needed encouraging to do something
outrageous) Usually all of his "Hey, Ya'll, watch this!" entreaties
were followed by our "Oh, my God!!! Is he dead!!!?")

He once went to a party with me with all his clothes on
backwards......people were so confused all night....
(And it was darned hard to button up his collar and tie
his tie down his back, let me tell you....!!!)

Once he went to an event with me and Chris, my girlfriend
and we had to stop for gas on the way. I had my fur coat
in my car and he was in the other car with Chris. As we girls 
were pumping the gas for both cars, he put on my fur coat
and a hat and pretended he was our "pimp" and was
ordering us around and yelling that we were too slow
and wasting time when we could be making him money!!!
We were so embarrassed because it drew a crowd....
but we got our revenge later when we took him out in the woods
and pistol whipped him, took all his money and put him out
in the Red Light district which we thought was appropriate.......
wearing one sock and shoe and  no shirt and with 

SUPER PIMP written on his chest in magic marker....

(not really) (maybe) (I ain't sayin')

 Smitty, where are you, son? In Jamaica, Joplin or jail???? 

Voo braids guy's hair into multicolored curly things.....

After too many Purple Passion drinks on the part of both parties...

they could never get them out and eventually they

had to be surgically removed......

Prince makes an unexpected surprise visit.....

He said Paisley Park had gotten much too

boring for him and he had heard about

Voo's Place and came to check it out....

He did four numbers and told me what they all meant in morse code

I helped him write his next album
which has not been released yet so stay tuned....Oops!
One number we co-wrote was called Voo Voo's Voo Oodle Doo
He said it was pretty delirious and was going to have to tweak it
down .........alas..!!!! It's somewhere in his vault...
along with a picture of me wearing something.....
purple.....(Or maybe he took it with him, who knows? May he R.I.P.)

💜💜💜💜

One night three adorable little elves showed up

and sang me carols till I was forced to turn the water

hoses on them and run them away. (They looked

suspiciously like me which was all the more upsetting)

Especially when I remembered that winter when my dad

got lost at the North Pole and didn't get back home till Spring)

Oh, now that makes sense!!!!! For their last number, 

they did Papa Was a Rolling Stone....I thought that was

odd.........but now......hmmmmm I remember Mama

never celebrated Christmas after that with her

usual enthusiasm....

Joe Joe, one of my occasional Saturday night guests 
trying to hitch a ride to my house............(I told him he might

have better luck if he would just leave the axe at home

but he said it was given to him by his cousin Lizzie and that

he would not part with it) (But he cuts wood for my fireplace

for free so I don't complain much) (Except I no longer have a fireplace)

Joe Joe McDo

Joe Joe's favorite song....

That shameful, it will go down in history night
when we all got pickled on Purple Passion
and decided to dye one another's hair and miscellaneous
other parts of our beings.....PURPLE!!!!!

I was young and stupid, I had an afro....I loved Purple Rain by Prince
so I thought.....why not??? It seemed like a perfectly logical
thing to do at the time..........

(Except I didn't appreciate those 12 years of continuous

blackmail till I got all the photos back)

   

                          

Then there was the night we instituted a dress code
for all the cats in my neighborhood............
The only feline that co-operated was this little guy
named Billy........
Who was ganged up on later by the rebellious
cats who could not be swayed by promises of 
Meow Mix and cat toys....
SO.........We just held them hostage and dressed 
them up like paper dolls and set them loose 
to explain why they came home wearing tutus
and little tiaras.....It was hilarious!!!
I LOVE CATS!!!!!
But my slogan has always been:
What's the use in having a cat if you can't torment it?? lol
Fair is fair, cats love to torment us......

Omar who came to love his Mickey Mouse ears.....

poor Chloe......she hated my guts.......

And here's Baby.....in her knee socks and 
Strawberry Shortcake bonnet.....

yes, it's true, I had a Groucho fetish.......sigh

and Homer...who hated wearing dresses, 
pajamas, shoes, and also the name Homer.....

LeeNut goes full blown Groucho Marx
one Saturday night. My house was always 
full of kids, friends, relatives and
people I didn't even know.......it
was the place to be. I miss those days.

(me sitting on porch of my former house)

The house is gone now. All that remains

are the front steps that lead to...Nowhere!

(And the cemetery, of course) Lots of memories, pets

and former lovers there, alas!  sigh  I mean...NOT!!)

You don't even want to know...........
and I don't want to tell you EVER!!!............

BabyTwo Hats

(yes, we even dressed up the children!!!!

omg, the poor children!!!!)
This is the same toddler who was later seen being dragged across the Toys R Us

parking lot kicking and screaming

"No! No! I don't wanna go to Toys R Us! You can't make me!!"

                                  We never knew why but if anyone had caught that scene on video                                                          we'd all be trending now and possibly YT millionaires,,,,,

His Native American name was Little Laughing Pony

but he didn't like that either

The only things he ever truly liked

was cheese and chicken nuggets 🐔

😄😄

Jethro the Cat who Sat.......
like a person
and supervised our parties
from under the safety of a table.

now......let's do it!!! Let's be....

Bustin Loose, ya'll

I Can Make You Dance

(I'll put Hot Sauce in your pants)

Lean On Me...The Raisins

*************DISCLAIMER*************

Not everything stated here is 100% true

(some things are 200% true)

Some things have been toned down

but I have repented so it's all good.

(However, I am still 750% CRAZY!!!!)

and mean..........real mean......

Someone dressed as John the Babtist

came by at least once a month on the third Saturday of the month

(cause he liked the number third, he said) to lecture us and warn us of 

the flames down below if we kept disturbing the peace. 

Since the whole neighborhood was usually at my place 

I didn't pay him much attention.

 One Tuesday he showed up without his staff and

presented me with a big bouquet and a box of candy 

so I figured he was just lonely.....

FYI ladies.......

and remember........

My character on a MYSPACE group/forum/page/thingie that

Rusty Rusky created back in the day. Captain Princess Voo.

We had quite a few famous and infamous participants on JUPITER'S CHILD

Anyone here remember that? Alas, we drank too much Romulan ale and 

crashed into a bunch of Borgs. We did NOT assimilate happily and ended up 

in Klingon clutches. Rusky fell in love with one of their crabfaced females and 

she talked them into letting us go eventually but we were all wearing red shirts 

because all our regular shirts were in the Jupiter's Child Starship's

 dirty clothes hamper so we all ended up....you know.....

going to where none of us had ever gone before...... 

A really deep and dark black hole

◯

No! No! I was already there before they got there!

 Goodnight, ya'll. You don't have to go home 

but ya can't stay here......

(That means YOU)

How! 

How do I get home?!

"Catch a stagecoach?"