Sunday Afternoons in April

 

SUNDAY AFTERNOONS IN APRIL

Sunday Afternoons In April 

The Sunday paper is piled high in little individual 

Tents of newsprint as I discard each section when 

I am done 

Terrible news here, Society there, exotic 

Travels, food, awful movies and bank robberies 

Get Fuzzy comic strip over there but usually 

A jagged hole where I have torn it out to put on 

My refrigerator cause I love Bucky Kat so 

Even when he's mean to Satchel (especially when 

He's mean to Satchel) but that dumb dog is so 

Sweet he makes me cry sometimes.

The ice in my iced tea is melting and watering 

Down the caffeine but I love to watch the beads 

Of moisture forming on the outside of my glass 

Like tears 

On the stereo plays Amos Lee or Leonard Cohen 

P.O. D. or Vivaldi, whatever my mood 

And over there in the corner waits the computer 

The screen tuned in to Poet's Dream or 

ProphecyintheNews or homestarrunner dot com 

All sites populated by strange and wonderful 

Beings that I have never met but somehow love 

Outside, I hear the birds and the odd passing car 

Or truck and I run outside to look at all the 

Greenery and inhale the fragrance of roses and 

Honeysuckle that surrounds me like the breath of 

Heaven.

The cats look at me and yawn and go "Oh, it's only 

you!" and go back to sleep in their little cat beds 

And I envy them that they have each other and 

Don't need me, except for food and y'know.....litter. 

I wish I had somebody. It's so quiet here on 

Sundays. So peaceful. But so lonely. And the music 

And the Forums only magnify that fact 

I sigh and write a poem. Maybe eight or nine

Maybe none. I write because I need to and I 

Don't because there's nothing left to say.

Villanelle For Our Time Leonard reads in his 

Rough and tender poet's voice and my heart aches 

In time with his as I lift a rose's petal to caress 

My face, momentarily distracted from the world in 

Which I live with it's discarded bad news and 

Melting ice 

Poets should never live alone, I think and reach to 

Pick the papers off the floor. It makes us crazy. 

It makes us write incomprehensible sentences that 

Do not rhyme and will never be understood 

But such is life in April with it's storms and flowers 

And Sunday afternoons so quiet with bird song 

Such is life and yet, I dare to dream 

And wish......for more. 

©by Voo

April 23, 2006 

It's Not Fair

It's Not Fair

I just met the love of my life,

My dream man, my knight in shining armor,

My hero

The most gorgeous man in the history of mankind.

He's everything a girl could ever want

Cute and funny, sexy and intense,

Silly and sober, talented and generous

To a fault.

He can fix any car,

A broken t.v.

A coffee pot, a computer,

A broken heart.

He's got a smile that lights up the world

Eyes you could fall into for days

A kiss that would melt steel,

An embrace that makes you feel safe in any conflict.

He loves me. He adores me.

He thinks I hung the moon

He has perfect diction, grammar, etiquette

And even uses apostrophes in their proper places!

He loves words and their origins

He doesn't waste time using foul language

Making himself look low class

He holds himself like the prince he is.

When I lie in his arms, I feel like I'm in Heaven

When he's away from me, I feel like I want to cry

When he says he loves me, I know he means it

When he says nothing, I still feel his heart.

It's not fair!. It's so unfair!

A man like that with so much to give

I want to spend my whole life with him

But I just found out he's got three weeks to live.

©By Voo

10/10/2020

Breathe On Me

Breathe On Me

Breathe on me
In me,
For me,
Because of me,
In spite of me,
Despiting me,
For love of me
Or like of me,
Just breathe on me
Give life to me.

For I am crushed
Like trampled roses
Like tangled moss
And battered moths
Descending to 
Discarded gardens
Like rain
That has no where to fall.

Breathe on me
This broken bird,
This haunted flower,
This dying sun
I am but yours
As stars, the sky
As moon, the magic
As life, the death.

Breathe on me
Resuscitate me,
For I have plunged
To darkest depths
To deepest dark
From highest heights
Breathe on me
For I have crept
Where heartache slept
And despair lives.

In your eyes,
Your darkened eyes
My life and light
Lie hidden there
And yet you wait
And yet you sigh
And watch me die
In hesitation
Do you not know?
Can you not see?
The we inside
The you and me?

Reach forth your hand
And teach my hand
Teach my soul
To fly again
Teach my mind 
To think past pain
My heart to blossom
There in your rain
Teach my mouth
To smile in storm
To pull the coldness
From the warm.

Dance with me
To this, my song,
For night is long
And dawn has fled
Feel the lightning
In my touch
The sweetness sleeping
In my bed
Taste with me
The wine and wonder
And all the treasures
That love bestows.

Walk with me
And run with me
Out in the meadows,
Upon the sea
Touch the clouds
The silver sky,
All that's tarnished, 
Purify
Lift your face
And look at me
Let your eyes see
What I see.

I need your breath
I need your voice
I need your hunger
I have no choice
I need your arms
I need your kiss
I need your shadow
In morning mist
I need to burn
In midnight's flame
The way your lips
Caress my name.

Breathe on me
Above, beside me,
Without, within me,
Instead, inside me
Breathe on me
Breathe for me,
Breathe, breathe,
My love with me
For love of me
For love of me
My love, my breath,
For love of me.

©by Voo
July 18, 2012
11:06 p.m.

Tired of Playing The Game

Waiting

Waiting for the ringing

Waiting for the call

Waiting for the door to open

The sound of your foot fall

Waiting for your whistle

The happy of your smile

Waiting for your body

To sit with me a while

Waiting for your sunshine

To take away my rain

Waiting for your healing

To take away my pain

Waiting, waiting, all I do

But you don't seem to care

Every time I look around

You are never there

So, in this state I find myself

Tell you what I aim to do

Check myself before I wreck myself

With all this waiting 'round on you

You know I've been real sweet to you

Always tried to treat you nice

But without maintaining, the hottest flame

Will eventually turn to ice

So before I go find other fire

To warm my chilly heart

Why didn't you tell me that this would end

Before it had a chance to start?

©by Voo Shining Stone

Nov 1, 2020

5:23 p.m.

~~~~~~~~~

to all my former,

 present, past

and future would-be's,

could-be's, wanna-be's

and never will be's,

ex's and next's

and what the heck'es.....

😉

I Can't Un-love

You Are The Reason
violin

I Can't Unlove 

In my life, I know and I can count

Men I've loved on just one hand

There are those I like and like a lot

And a lot that I can't stand.

But there are not many I can say I've loved

With all of my little girl heart

Because I learned real young that men can be mean

So I cautiously don't allow love to start.

I have run away from and I have run to

But I don't usually stay very long

'Cause most of the loves I thought were so right

Just turned out to be very wrong.

I really don't try to play hard to get

But most guys think that I am

I've just learned to see deep inside of a man

And quickly know if he's worth a damn.

But oh, the few that I have loved

I've loved with all my soul

And I've lived to please them with all of my heart

And make their joy my goal.

There isn't anything I wouldn't do

If I loved a good, sweet man

And I I knew he loved me true right back

And I felt safe in his hands.

I would climb the highest mountain

Swim the deepest sea

I would fight for him till my dying breath

If I knew that he loved me.

That's the kind of woman that I am

And I will be for ever more

But if a man unmasked shows another face

I will show him to the door.

For life's too short and death's too long

To live without true love

And there's no time to waste on Earth

Before you fly above.

But I have learned to live alone

When no true love can be found

It's best to live alone, I think

Than in strife and stress, to drown.

I've got a heart full of poetry

And my soul is filled with romance

And my body burns to love somebody

And to dance love's sweet slow dance.

But if I cannot find the man

That feels the way I feel

I will just live on without a song

If I can't find something real.

But I know there's something real out there

Because I've loved before

And I still love them though they are gone

When those ships crashed on the shore.

I can't unlove the ones I've loved

Though there have been so few

Once I fell in love, my heart still cared

Even when love came anew.

It's just the way I am, I guess

And you must believe it's true

And even though your love has died

I cannot unlove you.

You will be a part of my woman's heart

Till to Heaven my life I'll give

And even then on that golden shore

My love for you will live.

I can count on one hand those I've loved

The sweet and the not so nice

But when I think of you, sweet man

I know I'll count you twice.

©by Voo

May 29, 2019

12:07 a.m.

You Are The Reason




Can't Unlove You

 

Are You Afraid?

 

The Last Butterfly

by

Wodkah

Are You Afraid?

Are you afraid? she asked of me

But I answered not her query

For I was much, so much afraid

But thrilled and much and very.

So long I'd waited for her call

So long I'd dreamed of this

Waiting for her promises

Waiting for her kiss.

And dreamless nights had turned me back

When no dream could be found

And I had wandered far and long

On wearied feet and ground.

Waiting on her special isle

Beyond the field of flowers

I sought her every tear-stained night

And waited many hours.

Until my heart had given up

And I turned myself away

To leave that place, with saddened face

And then I heard her say.........

My love, where goeth thou this night?

Why hast thou lost thy dream?

I've watched thee, lo, these many moons

Hidden by the stream.

I made a path of roses

I sang a lover's song

I lit for you a shining light

I waited all night long.

But you looked in all the wrong places

You heard not my sweetened tune

Your tears put out the candle's glow

And your darkness hid the moon.

Come here, beloved, come to me

Rest your weary head

I'll tell you tales to make you well

Of living things and dead.

See how my dark eyes shine for you?

See how my sweet lips smile?

I am a mystery, this is true

But in me, you'll find no guile.

I feel your heart like a thousand drums

Press against my own

I feel your blood rush through that heart

Like it's racing to get home.

Shh!!! Don't speak, don't say a thing!

There's time enough for words

I only want this sweet communion

That our two hearts have heard.

I know you've searched a long long time

And I have evaded you

But I had to prove unto myself

That you, my love, were true.

I'm not like other maidens

Who tease and employ tears

For if you make me weep, my love

I simply disappear.

And all you'll see is a fading glimpse

Or a shadow of my smile

You may hear a snippet of my song

And in dreams, hold me a while.

But not for long and not always

Will your eyes behold my face

For the shadows will take me if I cry

To a dark and dream-less place.

Until my heart is healed and whole

And my soul is once more well

For up till now, no man has learned

To break this cursed spell.

Are you the One, my beloved one?

The man to set me free?

For if you're not, turn now and run

And let this maiden be.

For if you're not, turn now and run
And let this maiden be............

©by Voo

Oct 28, 2018

8:40 p.m.

I will Always love you

Hold Me For A While

Just Let Me Hold You

by Josh Krajcik

Hold Me For A While

I am a full grown woman

And I can make it on my own

I've spent most of my life that way

A warrior, aloof, alone.

But what is life if no one needs you?

 And you don't need anyone?

Then this life has lost it's meaning

And there's no room for love or fun.

You have to let your guard down

Let someone in your heart

Eventually or you will see

Your book end before it starts.

You have to make the decision

To protect yourself or risk

Love breaking your heart by loving

Or from the love you made it miss.

Either way, at the end of the day

Whether woman, man or child

We all need the arms of others

To just hold us for a while.

I'd rather hurt by losing

Than never giving it a try

Even when your every Hello

Is followed by Goodbye.

If needing love is weakness

Then let my weakness be

I'll be the warrior tomorrow, love

If tonight, you'll just hold me.

And when it comes your time to hurt

My love will lift you high

Bare my strengthened warrior's shoulder

As a place for you to cry.

One alone is not very strong

But two entwined can be

And a three-fold cord cannot be broken

When it's you and God and me.

You may think that I am foolish

When I reveal my soul to view

But I trust you with my weaknesses

As I do the same for you.

We were not created to be alone

But to need what we don't possess

From others who need what we can give

And to those, should gladly bless.

Tomorrow, I may be a lion again

A formidable foe to fight

But I just need to know that I can let go

Here in your arms tonight.

spur of the moment poem

just now

©by Voo

April 20, 2019

11:16 a.m.