I am a Storyteller, first and foremost. This is my blog for poetry, prose, stories, excerpts of novels and videos. Life poetry, prophetic poetry, poetry for all genres. I think you'll find yourself here if you read long enough.
What I Need
I met someone that makes my eyes twinkle,
My toes curl and my heart beat faster
It was unexpected and hard to fathom
But nevertheless, it happened.
Who knows why things occur,
Why they fall in to or out of your lap
Or out of a dream
That you had almost given up on?
I hardly know how to feel,
What to think or what to do
In light of this....this...
Revelation.
He makes me laugh
When I don't want to
He makes me cry
'Cause I laugh so hard.
He writes me poetry
That is pulled out of his soul
And expressed in ways
That my soul needs to hear.
So far from my "type"
So different from other men
So far above the norm
(Whatever the "norm" is.)
I do not know where this is going
I do not know what tomorrow holds
I do not know if we belong together
But I do know this:
Right here, right now.....
He is what I need.
1:37 a.m.
to many reggae festivals
Moon of Red
Moon of red in a midnight sky
Omens of life sent forth to die
Cries of passion, cries of fear
Drenched in drops of rain and tear.
Where comes the night that has no day?
Whence comes what takes the dream away?
Who hears the voice of voiceless plea?
Which pours from lost ones just like me?
I ponder as I sit beside
The pool of tears from all who've cried
I wonder as I think on this
As panthers prowl and serpents hiss.
I do not know nor do I care
If there's a reason for me there
For reasons come with every task
And mock before you even ask.
The screech of owls, the rustling leaves
The sighing of the soul that grieves
The sounds surround me sitting here
And fill me with the feel of fear.
Higher now, the moon of red
Swiftly rises above my head
The air, electric with ethereal breath
Inhales life and exhales death.
And those who know the plot and plan
The few, the remnant of mortal man
Reach out to grab what's blown apart
And hold it tightly to their heart.
Trailing my fingers through the pool of tears,
I bend to watch my reflection appear
The red moon has tainted what in sunlight was fair
But alas, no reflection of my sad face is there.
Just a red moon, a red pool,
A dark sky of black
I'm afraid and I cry out
But get no answer back.
©by Voo Shining Stone
Oct 26, 2020
9:28 p.m.
All The Things You Are
Candlelight in the window
The soft fall of silver rain
The low moan in the distance
Of a lone outgoing train.
A rose that's wet with dew drops
A bird that's on the wing
The cooing of little babies
Lullabies their mothers sing.
There's a sweetness to the morning
There's a passion to the night
There's a softness in your kisses
There's a grip your love holds tight.
There's so many lovely, lovely things
In this world, I tell you true
But none can compare to you standing there
And the beauty I see in you.
You're the rainbow in a fresh washed sky
The smell of grass, new mown
You're the wine that's made from priceless grapes
And the harvest from love's seed, sown.
When I look at you, I hold my breath
All my eyes can do is stare
Locked onto yours so deep and warm
Forever falling there.
There's a richness to your laughter
There's a fire in your touch
There's a royalty to your face and form
Both of which I love so much.
No mortal description is good enough
No adjective can describe
Your loving heart that can't be bought
By any bill or bribe.
I hear music when I'm near you
For you glow as though a star
I'm drowned in romance and surrounded by love
And all the beautiful things you are........
You are
All the beautiful things you are.
by Mark Broussard
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Anyone who even halfway knows me, knows
I am not your average run-of-the-mill girl.
I don't like Top40 music or fads or pop culture
or blockbuster movies or doing the latest thing.
I am Me. I like anything that has Soul. That
touches me, makes me laugh, makes me cry.
I love finding obscure films I've never heard of
and finding incredible stories and characters
and music in them. Finding people who remind
me of me or people I think I could love if I met them
in real life. 'Cause God knows I don't have a lot of
people in real life that I love or that love me. So if I
find something special, I want to share it here, on my blog
whether anyone sees it or reads it or hears it or not...
It's here if you want to get inside my head and heart.
And if you don't, then it's your loss. 'Cause I got a lot of
love, music and funny in me and who knows, you might
find you like it. Voo 💗🤪😮😄
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This movie isn't for everyone
but I highly recommend it. I saw it recently
and could so much relate to it, despite all the F
bombs which I HATE...but it's a great movie, based on
a true story and has some great music in it.
Luther
I just found this in an old folder from an old website
that I had forgotten and thought I'd share it.................
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I am a poet from birth and a prophet to the Earth. I am spirit, soul and body and all woman. I am a gentle heart and an intelligent mind. I see far more than the average person. I am a loner and a stander in shadows. I have never fit in anywhere. I love poetry, and music and books and deep people. I love beautiful things and languages and places. I am fueled by passion and felled by rejection. I am a woman of dreams and a lover of all things romantic and wonderful. I am Voo. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Who I'd like to meet:
EVERYONE..... except you. haha (JK) especially YOU.
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