This White Room

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  This White Room

  
  

  
  
  This white-walled room
  Streaked with lavender
  From the glass heart
  Hanging in the window
  In the sun...........
  
  The heart you gave me
  With a smile in your eyes
  The heart that was shattered
  By cruel unthinking hands
  And was mended, restrung, on it's white silken cord.
  
  My bare feet rest
  On moon pale carpets
  Strewn here and there
  On hardwood floors
  Clean and cold as a hard winter snow.
  
  Silky white curtains
  Flutter in day breeze,
  Tease the book's pages
  As it lies on the shelf
  Reading to it's self of my long ago dreams.
  
  And here sit I
  In my satin and lace
  White sofa covered with pillow and fur
  Waiting, as I often do
  For my life to go on......
  
  Long, silver mirrors
  Catch the odd glow of sun,
  Of fragmented purple, of my long raven hair
  And reflect back the silence
  That the world cannot hear.
  
  In the garden, a cat
  And the song of a lark
  Sharp smell of roses
  And the whisper of trees
  But I do not turn, I sit stiller than stone.
  
  Waiting for footsteps to fall on the stair,
  A door opening softly and the embrace of your eyes
  Waiting for the smile that once out shined the sun
  Waiting for forgiveness in a world that's gone dark.
  
  Maybe today I think, he'll come
  He'll stand behind me, brushing my hair
  Watching me watching him as I did in the mirror
  Before I crushed his heart like the lavender glass
  Now mended, restrung, on the cord in the sun.
  
  Maybe today in this white room
  The wind will blow my hair like ribbons,
  The book will close and my heart find peace
  Maybe today, on moon pale carpets
  My sad, sad feet will stand up and dance.
  
  A sound in the garden, not of cat or of bird
  On the wind there's a sweetness
  And a tasting of hope
  Gently, the lavender heart starts to sway
  And I watch it transfixed and I turn towards the door....
  
  
  

  

  
  
  

  
  

  

  
  
  

  ©by Voo

  Feb 24, 2010   

  9:36 p.m.
  
  

If Blues Is A Woman

 

If Blues Is A Woman

Honey, if blues, it is a woman

Well, then, heartache is a man

Can't nobody down here tell me

The devil don't have busy hands.

You see, the boys, they love to preach it

How they love us little girls

Then they love us and they leave us

Where they found us in this world.

Then they sit in bars till daylight

Talkin' how they was done wrong

Chasin' women, chasin' whiskey

Till ever drop o' love is gone.

Now, I've broke a heart or three

Had my share of dirty deals

Didn't love the one that loved me

So I know just how that feels.

But I never meant no evil

Never tried to do no bad

Made acquaintance with tha' lonely

Slept in rooms just full of sad.

Men say blues, it is a woman

Makes 'em hurt long as it can

But I say if blues, it is a woman

Surely, heartache is a man.

        I'll Take Care of You by Van Morrison

    

©By Voo

May 11, 09

12:43 a.m.

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You Write As If

 

You Write As If

You write as if you're bleeding

Bleeding on the inside where hurt hides

Though the hiding further amplifies it's voice

There in your eyes, those wounded eyes

That used to see me as the sun

On a dark and cloudy day.

The days when you wrote poetry

Like a fountain flowing love

You poured out every thought and dream,

Desires so raw and pure they felt like sacred

And handed them to me to bring to pass.

You didn't have to touch me but I felt touched

You didn't have to bless me, still I felt blessed

As in your arms a dance could last an eon

And your sweet kiss could make me levitate.

Where went those days, my love, when we could fly

On wings of bliss like honey-making bees?

The nectar of our mouths intoxicating

When nights flew by without the need for sleep?

Look at you sitting there now, lost in memory

The paper stained with ink beneath your hand

You write as though you're bleeding

As the words pour from your soul

And it's then I see, unseen, over your shoulder

That every drop of blood spells out my name.

©By Voo Shining Stone

Nov 14, 2023

7 p.m.

First new write in a long, long time🌻🌺🥀

AaCHOO VOO, PRIVATE EYE BLOG still in progress

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Voo's Portal 2 Spoken Word on Soundcloud

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THE ENCOUNTER one of the best movies ever!!!! Reposted

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v-KDRhzxFmE&t=1130s

full movie

Like A Blue Corn Morning

 

like a blue corn morning

dancing, he comes

like a blue corn morning

sunbeamed eyes

and hair as black as jet

but he hasn't found me yet.

I whisper behind my hand

like a child at game

hiding in 

the wild flower's shadow

while he calls my name.

I know he loves me

he just doesn't know it

but when that secret 

falls from his heart

his eyes can't help but show it.

watch him walk

like a warrior born again

smiling as he looks 

for me

and reaches for my hand.

blue corn morning

with feathers in my hair

he stops halfway

to paradise

and I meet him there.

*thanks Perry Joe for your photo above*

Moon Dancer by Mark Hicks

*Written by Voo Shining Stone*

© by Voo

Jan 13, 08

12:12 a.m.

Dancing With Your Ghost

I love this song so much

  

Can You Stop The Rain?

 

DeJa Voo

STAND BY ME

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Lucy Had A Lover

 

Lucy Had A Lover

　

Lucy had a lover

Every day till noon

They met at dawn and carried on,

Wrote songs about the moon.

Lucy had a lover

A tender, sweetie pie

He chased her 'round the bed and chair

And never made her cry.

Lucy had a lover

With eyes as dark as coal

He was her man, she had a plan

And marriage was her goal.

Lucy had a lover

Such depths he took her to

Up to the skies with passion's cries

His love was strong and true.

Lucy had a lover

But one day he didn't show

He didn't write, he didn't call

And she thought she'd never know.

Lucy had a lover

One morning he came back

He slipped in looking worried

Like he'd been leaving tracks.

Lucy had a lover

She forgave him for the strife

She knew she loved a mysterious man

But she didn't know his wife.

Lucy had a lover

But that love was over soon

His wife had lost the job she worked

Every day till noon.

Lucy lost her lover

And the wife lost her belief

He left them both for greener pastures

That he's buried underneath.



　

©By Voo

April 26, 09

9:18 p.m.

Silent Swimming, Like The Moon

Silent swimming, like the moon

We glide on silver clouds away

Past far beyond and ever more

Into the night before the day.

Silent swimming, like the moon

We gentle kiss the sleeping sky

Fly underneath the rainbowed hues

Hid deep within the moonlight's sigh.

Silent swimming, like the moon

Two lovers, we, on joyous feet

Dance over sorrowed cobblestone

That turn at once to golden street.

Silent swimming, like the moon

In night winds, sing, the hallowed song

Of love, of love that never falls

But when it does, takes us along.

Silent swimming, like the moon

Behind the treetops, standing still

With nightingales for decoration

We clap our hands at every trill.

Silent swimming,  like the moon

Most every night, like children play

Running here and there and seeking

Treasures the sun has stored away.

Silent swimming,  like the moon

We ride the tides, we float in air

Tumbling, laughing, loving, descending

 Back down to find the ground still there.

©by Voo

August 19, 2012

2:45 a.m.

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Saboteur

 

                

                Saboteur

                Love is like a Trojan Horse

                It snuck silently into my life

                Under false pretenses

                On the one night I was not on guard.

                You know I speak the truth

                Deny it not     

                Those deep deep eyes

                Couldn't hide the truth if truth was just a lie.

                You think because you wear soft shoes

                That you can dance on me

                But you do an impressive pirouette,

                Don't you?

                Mockingbirds take lessons

                For you excel at mocking

                Filling the air with illusions of songs

                That are only noises.

                If I could legally exterminate

                The memory of you, would I do it?

                I lie in bed and think about that, hours on end

                Dream of revenge, even as I grovel in wanting.

                There is none so blind

                As he who will not see

                But I have looked and I have seen

                And I have looked away.

                And now I see with eyes wide open

                All the ravages you brought with you

                All the dents and damages

                You left in your wake.

                I barely recognize myself today

                In the shattered mirrors of your eyes

                So slyly does your mouth smile

                And so coldly do your fingers touch my skin.

                Yes! This is a poem for you!

                Yes! This is a song about you!

                Yes, yes, yes! This page is filled with love and hate

                The two-edged sword you cut me with.

                And all the things you make me feel

                And all the deaths you make me die,

                All the joys you crushed beneath your shoes

                In the days that followed my surrender.

                There was so much promise there

                In the beginning.............

                So much sweetness springing forth from me

                Like a fountain flowing from a rock.

                I thought you came from God

                I thought you held the stars within your hands

                And all the songs that had ever been written

                Had been composed by you.

                Saboteur! Traitor! Deceiver!

                Lover!

                How I long to take back every yesterday

                And replace them with tomorrow!

                You are a cold wind that ever blows

                And no candle I can light will keep it's glow for long

                You will not allow it.................

                You will not give me the warmth I need to survive.

                Saboteur!

                Turning hope to dust and peace to war

                Making unholy, that which was sacred in my eyes

                As my brokenness falls upon your battlefield.

                If I did not love you, it would not matter

                If I did not hate you, I could not bear this pain

                You were the traitor and I, the betrayed

                And yet it is I, who stands before the firing squad at

                dawn.

               

                But no more will I wear the hood and mask

                No more will I twist myself away from what is coming

                From this moment forward, when you fire that gun,

                I want you to kill me as you look in my eyes.

                You have made me into something I never was

                And the only way to change me is to kill me

                I will not beg of you but I will not run

                My hate, a shield too heavy to hold................

                Still wants to die in your arms

                Love.

                © by Voo

                Aug 2, 2011

                1:37 a.m.