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Monday, March 2, 2026
IT WAS THAT
Soundtrack to piece
by Roy Todd
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It Was That
Dogwoods blooming by crystal streams
Twilight drifting past your shoulders
And touching my cheeks with starlight
We kissed our first kiss………….
It was that innocent, that special.
Mistletoe falling from Christmas trees
In a meadow draped white with snow
And decorated by angels
We danced our first dance………………
It was that breathless, that pure.
Cathedral bells chiming in the new year
In a golden city with silver streets
And champagne filling every mud puddle
We became one at our first joining………..
It was that beautiful, that forever.
And we breathed each other’s air
And walked upon one another’s feet
Arms entwined like ivy through lattice
With lips that sought no other mouth……………
It was our life, it was our love.
Van Gogh painted us,
Monet decorated our house,
Chopin wrote our love songs,
And Da Vinci was our teacher……………
It was our future, it was our history.
We grasped life with eager eyes
Living every moment
With our souls woven in wonder
Devouring love like bowls of bread………
And never getting filled.
Dandelions pushing through newly born grass
On a May day so golden the sun was singing
And wrapping the river in heated arms
We felt our first inkling……………..
It was that puzzling, that inconceivable.
And Autumn came
And the leaves did not turn orange and fall
The trees fell instead
And with them, all the colors in the world……………..
And left a canvas gray and without sun.
The gold of the dandelion
Turned to fragile wisps of fluff
Though the stem stood tall and straight
As long as it could stand…………..
And the winds came, dispersing all it’s glory.
What do you say when the book is finished?
When symphonies lapse into silence
And landscapes fall from their frames?
How do you recapture dreams that die at waking
And retrace steps that have vanished on the shore?
Dragons breathed upon me
And swept the sky of stars
The last rose wept and laid itself so gently on your heart
And every light blinked in the dark……………
And our house bowed it’s head.
Wildfires burning through emerald forests
Clear cut mountains that used to be green
Dust and ashes where there used to be life
We said our first goodbye………………….
It was that desolate, it was that sad.
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©By Voo
June 10, 2012
11:19 p.m.
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Monday, February 16, 2026
What Is A Mile To Love? An observation on the heart
What Is A Mile To Love?
What is a mile to love?
A distance to the heart?
Oceans and mountains and skies full of stars
To unsundered souls sundered apart?
Like old songs said in days gone by
No mountain high, no valley low
They said that love could not be lost
But now we know, but now we know.
Lost but ever present still
Like ghosts that walk with timid step
Haunted hands that once sweetly caressed
That long to hold the hand that left.
The heart hears what the ear cannot
The heart hungers for love it may never be fed
The heart knows the truth when the mind is confused
The heart still lives on though the flesh has long fled.
There is no distance in the realm of love
It disdains every ending like it cherishes the start
From birth unto death with every longing and breath
The heart finds no home till it finds the right heart.
And though that place may seem far away
Past boundaries, borders and seashores and sea
It matters not to the heart that loves yours
Your heart will always be right here with me.
©Voo Shining Stone
2/14/2026 ❤️
Sunday, February 15, 2026
RIVERS AGO from Voo's Vault
RIVERS AGO
Rivers Ago
Rivers ago
I fought an unwinnable battle
I thought I knew the answers
But only questions came to light
When I laid my weary head
Beneath the wayward stars.
You were there, always
An inch away from true love
And a million miles from me
Dancing in somebody else’s starlight
Quenching your thirst with a stranger’s wine
But never mine.
I’ve made it a habit
Of crossing rivers just to cross them
Going from one side to the other
Looking forward, looking back
To see which side looks better
But there’s no difference on either side for me.
You were fool’s gold
When I thought you were pure
Thought I’d found the mother lode of all love
The hidden treasure, the pearl of great price
The shelter for my homeless heart
But you tarnished when I held you in my hands.
Still I hoped
Until hope was drained by drought
And even then, dredged for your love
In the mud of dis-consolation
You were always on the wrong side of every river
Surrounded by broken boats
And I never learned to swim.

©by Voo
Feb 10, 08
Bea's song
by Cowboy Junkies
by Cowboy Junkies
I was listening to them
while writing this.....
Nothing Rhymed Today.......golden oldie from Voo's Vault
Nothing Rhymed Today
Nothing rhymed today
There was no meter or melody
No singing lyric or verse of song
Just jangled nerves and unspoken fears
Left dangling on my key chain.
Cars passed me
In the pouring rain
And never acknowledged the girl
With the gas can and the thumb
And the mascara running down my face.
I could have shown some leg
I suppose
But my clothes were plastered to me
Like I had been poured into them
And everything I had was exposed already.
If it had been yesterday
I would have laughed at my mishap
Run down the highway
Danced in the rain and stopped traffic
With the glow on my shining face.
Everything rhymed yesterday
Every word that issued from my mouth
Was finely tuned, in perfect key
Poetry sprang from my fingertips
And car horns sounded like sonnets.
But I have no music left in me
It walked out in your suitcase last night
Winked it's dark eye and said goodbye
And I heard it laughing
All the way down the staircase to the street.
Poetry is a traitor
It makes you write when you don't want to
From places you don't want to revisit
Sing songs so sad they break the heart
And make rhymes of things that will never rhyme again.
©by Voo Shining Stone
August 8, 07
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This one absolutely breaks my heart.....mostly because I fear an ending to my own life with my husband. At 69 and 73 in our respective ages, after 51 years of marriage with beginnings I can relate to in this poem, I am realistic, knowing that there WILL be a goodbye one day. Who will leave first and when, I don't know. I desperately want to be the one to "go" first only because I don't want to be left without him. Good poem, but, oh, how it hurts.
ReplyDelete"Dragons breathed upon me
ReplyDeleteAnd swept the sky of stars"
Amazing!
humble thanks
DeleteSo sublime and well crafted. It runs like a movie with each scene so intense n moving notwithstanding the sadness it oermeates
ReplyDeleteThank you, singing Man! lol It wrote itself. I had no idea how it would end.
DeleteIf I recall correctly, it was this piano piece that inspired it. That frequently
happens to me. So glad you liked it
Noice! 👍
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