I am a Storyteller, first and foremost. This is my blog for poetry, prose, stories, excerpts of my novels and videos. Life poetry, prophetic poetry, poetry for all genres. I think you'll find yourself here if you read long enough.
Thursday, August 7, 2025
Earthly Creatures
Earthly Creatures
We are earthly creatures
Marked by life
And slowed
By death.
We are lifted
By love
And downed
By reality.
Our lives
Are long walks
Through deserts
Interspersed with an oasis or two.
Friends are roses
Blooming along
The gray roadsides
That we stumble upon.
And families
Are usually people
That start out as friends
And end up as strangers.
Such is life
This thing we must do
As we search for meaning
And solace in the storm.
If true love comes
It comes as a surprise
And like children, we, without thought
Rip open the packages.
The roads wind through mountains
And our eyes are darkened
By tears and rain and loss
And brightened in the moments of sunshine.
We are creatures
Like no others
We are not animals
No matter if we live like they.
We are men
Who walk upright
And seek to rise
While falling down.
And if, at the end of it all
We are counted worthy
To be adopted by heavenly creatures
We will adapt, though it will be hard, to joy.
©by Voo
05/10/08
1:24 a.m.
Sometimes When It Rains......
by Secret Garden
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Dances With Birds
Dances With Birds
Standing in the kitchen this afternoon
Wearing nothing but a white cotton T shirt
That barely covered the imagination
(It's 116 in the shade, dammit!)
I was making a chef salad
And pouring myself a tall glass of lemonade
When from outside my window
I heard the scream of a bird
So loud and startling I almost said a bad word
What on earth was that? I thought
And finished the slicing and dicing,
Wiped my hands and pulled back the curtain.
The bird stood there on the driveway
It's wings held up in the air
In a kind of ecstasy
It's head raised up to the sky
It's little feet doing an impromptu
Crazy birdfolk dance
Paying no attention to anyone or any thing
It screamed again, not a bird sound
(Definitely not a bird sound.)
But then I noticed that all around the critter
Fell big fat liquid drops of rain
Rain!
Real ThankGodAlmightyLetItRain rain!
Like we haven't seen in weeks
That we've needed here more than gold.
And I realized
That the bird was screaming in joy
Pure unadulterated joy
No one will believe this I said out loud
But who cares?
I dropped the curtain,
Took a big long drink of lemonade,
Looked around to see if the neighbors
Were watching......stepped outside....
And joined him in the dance.
Too Hot by Kool and the Gang
©By Voo
Aug 20, 07
4:30
based on a true event
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