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Monday, October 13, 2025

Sunday, October 12, 2025

Googly Woogly Butterfly

 

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Googly Woogly Butterfly


Googly woogly butterfly

Love you till the day I die

And when I die I'll love you more

Love your outside and your core.


Shakey wakey

Come on in

Where you goin'?

And where you been?


Giggly wiggly

Dance till dawn

Dance until

Your wiggle's gone.


Sit a while

Beneath this tree

But don't be a coconut

And fall on me.


I'm seriously silly 

And I'm probably dumb

Well, I'm here to remind you 

That there ain't only one.


I've got me a tale

That I can't rightly tell

'Cause it's full of lies

So it's just as well.


What do you think?

Is our ship sinking?

I'd share my thoughts

But I ain't thinking.


Let's play hopscotch

Til the sidewalk breaks

Oh, you're not a player?

Well, gosh goodness sakes!


Two plus two

And eight plus nine

I missed math class

When I misplaced my mind.


So if you see it

Out rambling 'round

Don't tell nobody

That it's been found.


Just let it be

Let it jump the fence

And let's don't pretend 

That this poem makes sense.

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©️by Voo Shining Stone

10/2/25

spur of the moment insanity

to make you giggle

'cause everyone needs a little giggle

sometimes

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The Shadow Of Your Smile.....sigh

 

You're My One and Only

 

Saturday, October 11, 2025

On The Edge Of Night one of my favorite writes




















On The Edge of Night



I spotted you on the edge of night
Like a waking dream on a morning that will not rise
Your hand waved gently but your eyes held mine with a grip of iron
And across the chasm, our souls touched.

A wolf stood by your side but it whimpered at your word
A raven, nodding with mournful face, cried out a voiceless song
It was a yearning that cannot be spoken
And a darkness that breaks out in sun, and a coming home.

Wonder filled me as I stood dying and rising up again
A rapture and a terror like an ancient thing made new
The moon lay silently about your shoulders
Then fell at your feet, as the shadows passed by, along with my trembling heart.

The chasm beckoned with an unfulfilled hunger
Engulfed me in abandon and a never known joy
And as you watched and waited, in that endless, endless longing
My feet with wings of innocence, found the bridge that was not there.














©By Voo
July 23, 09
11:30 p.m.    

Vivian Tries....one of my favorite YT Channels To Watch

 I love watching this funny, goofy, adorable woman on You Tube. She always cheers me up. Especially after she's had a couple sips of something liquid. LOL  I was shocked to hear her say today that  she's sad that everybody watches her but FEW SUBSCRIBE!!! I can so relate to that.  Hundreds of thousands visit my blog, read, watch, listen, drool over my pics.....  but Nobody FOLLOWS!!!!  Nobody says I APPRECIATE You and all  that you Share, Voo. It's very disheartening. To the point that  I'm thinking of going to another blog site and shutting this one down.  It's like going to work every day and never getting a paycheck....... 😒😟😞😞 But check out her channel and SUBSCRIBE to it. She's wonderful. 2 or 3 videos and you'll be Hooked. 💖


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Friday, October 10, 2025

Um.........That Was Me

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I AM THE CROW

 












I AM THE 

I am the crow that scarecrows flee from
Falling over their feet of straw
Losing handfuls of their dusty brains
Out among the ruins of cornfields dead and dying
But still inhabited by ghosts.

I am the crow that junkyard dogs howl at
As they run away in terror from the paleness
Of my face
For they know the truth: I am no ordinary crow.

I am the crow that love glances at
In midnight pools of moonlight
Screaming it's horror into my eyes
And crushing my still beating raven black heart.

For love alone knows above all things
That flee from me: This crow is not of this world
Does not belong, is not wanted here
And never shall be.



©by Voo Shining Stone
March 25, 06 12:46 p.m.




For Mark
whose creative face you see above


wonderful soundtrack that goes with it

Birth of a Legend



MASK

Dark Piano

Mask

I wear a mask these days
These long, long days of apple green
And cherry red hues of violent fire
Flowing ever constant through my veins.
No one should see this
This me that lives inside my head
This soulstruck, angry being
Shoveling coal in an imaginary hell.

What is it about me
That terrifies myself as nothing else can
That wakes me in the deepest night
To lie awake working out unsolvable puzzles?

I love..I can love…I do love
I love with a persistence that denies dream
Denies fault, denies substance and begging
And clings to invisible strings dangling in the darkness.
Yet in the morning
I wear a mask and a cloak of hiding
Covering breaks in the mind
And tears in the seams of a ragged heart.
I do this for protection
Not for myself but for the world
That must not be exposed to the hurt
Hanging from my eyes and shadowing my footsteps.
I am a phantom
A ghost living among the living
Not participating in the life
But still remembering it’s taste.
Here and there, now and again
I meet another, like myself
Shrouded in mist and howling in silent pain
And we stand and stare as if in a mirror.
And oft as not, we do not speak
But nod in recognition and bow
To a fellow sufferer of these dark days
And endless, everlasting aching.
Once, I was young and beautiful
Vibrant with life and running over with love
Joyful as dawn and undaunted by the setting of the sun
And the world was my happy playground.
But now the midnight
Wraps me in it’s icy arms
Caresses my face with cold sleepless fingers
And kisses I do not want.
It tells me that here I belong
Here, abandoned by love and deserted by hope
I must dwell now always, hiding my ugliness
Behind this mask of the forsaken.
What a hellish, lonely thing life is!
Outwardly, I have not changed
I am still beautiful there, still young, still very much alive
It’s only on the inside that I am terrifying
It’s only on the inside, that it’s dark
All the time.



by Voo
Sept 22, 07
copyrighted


Thursday, October 9, 2025

Haunted House

 



Try Jah Love

 

Shapeshifter





Shape Shifter

I am a gentle man, you said
and kissed my hand, raising your eyes
in the process to meet mine
in the candlelight
Promise? I queried and withdrew 
My hand from your tightening grasp
I wouldn't hurt a fly, you answered
And certainly not the heart
Of a fair lady
And I believed you and went tumbling
Down into the spell you cast
The web you wove
The love I needed so badly
For days on end and nights
Forever
Falling for you and your lies
And then the spell was broken
And the web began to strangle
True colors came to light
And cruelty took the place 
Of tenderness
I saw the true you in full sunlight
One day as you shape shifted
From knight to ogre and reached
Out to crush my soul in your hand
You sneered at my fear and laughed
At my pain
You sir, are no gentleman.
You sir, are no gentle man.
You sir, are no man.


©by Voo
Jan 10, 2005
 8 p.m.

Wednesday, October 8, 2025

Whisper Of The Ice That Burned





Whisper of the Ice That Burned



The oceans were on fire
And the sky was dry as dust
Blood red tears ran down my face
The color of old rust.

Outside looking in
Upside down and up
Rain was pouring from the hole
In my battered silver cup.

The horses flew in wingless flight
On alabaster roads
With armored shoes upon their hooves
Tapping out the codes.

And angels, ah, the angels
Watching from below
Heaving sighs from their pursed lips
At what I did not know.

The stars on furrowed, fertile fields
Lit the clouds above
Wondering how they came to fall
From dark skies that they loved.

And I, in constant deep dismay
Walked the desert sand
Holding woe clutched to my heart
And dread within my hand.

Here and there, a nightingale
Cursed the burning night
Singing in an unknown tongue
With eyes devoid of sight.

Thorns and thistles vining high
Above the heads of trees
Encroaching and enclosing me
Empowered by my pleas.

Skeletons that wore no flesh
Dancing by my side
Mocking, ever mocking me
And my flesh arrayed in pride.

'Twas then I knelt on blackened ground
Begging for the bliss
Hungry for a human heart
Starving for a kiss.

But in the twilight of that hour
There was no human near
My voice in echoes answered back
And magnified the fear.

I saw great blocks of ice on fire
Saw mountains humbled low
Valleys full of hurricanes
And it was forty-nine below.

But then from somewhere far away
There came a gentle word
I raised my head to look around
Wondering what I'd heard.

"Don't go to sleep." the whisper said
"To sleep will make this seem
That all is well down here in Hell
For this is not a dream."





©by Voo
Sept 30, 2010
11:01 p.m.