THE FALL DOWN DAYS

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The Fall Down Days

And now in the fall down days

Of my solitary heart

I sit reading in the corner

Of a musty library

Drinking tea and watching spiders

Spin their silvery webs along the shelves.

It's always raining outside

And the west wind whispers my name

Ever so softly

There's usually a book of poetry

Lying in my lap

Maybe even one of mine from ages past.

Celebrity is a heady thing

It raises you up and pulls the rug

Out from under you

Just when you get comfortable

And think they really love you.

Everything that goes up

Must come down

Fame and fortune, life and love

Dreams and spotlights

But, oh, especially love.

©byVoo

2006

my reading of the poem on soundcloud

https://soundcloud.com/user-780266601/the-fall-down-days-best-sofar

                               

Nocturne op. N9 No.2-Chopin

                                   

THE RAIN MAN AND THE MOON

The Rain Man and the Moon

He stands in twilight, dreaming now

Of all he could have been

The hero rushing toward the foe

Like an eagle on the wind.

He tastes the sweetness, bitter tinged

Of life and love and loss

The pile of treasures in his heart

Grown higher with each toss.

He thinks about the eagerness

He felt to tackle such

Before he knew the false from true

Before he knew too much.

When every day was holiday

And every night was bliss

When love would fall there at his call

In a lovely stranger's kiss.

Round every corner, beckoned

Adventures for his soul

Searching high and low and far

For glitter and for gold.

Till thieves broke in and robbed him

Took eagerness and bliss

Bound him in his own gold chains

And left him lost like this.

But he has one, last precious gift

That can't be lost or taken

He holds it there, this gift so rare

In a soul that feels forsaken.

The Rain Man reaches out his hand

Beholds the moon up high

Begs for rain on parched dry land

With teardrops in his eyes.

The moon looks down from heaven

Beholds the Rain Man's pleas

Sends a message to the clouds

As the man falls to his knees.

The thunder wakes in fury

The lightning lifts her face

The rain falls round the Rain Man's feet

And he thanks the sky for grace.

So little now, does he have left

This gift, this wondrous thing

To make it rain, to ease the pain

Still makes his sad heart sing.

He stands in moonlight, smiling now

When the storm has passed and flown

Shining in the moon's embrace

Till the lonely night has gone.

©by Voo

May 03, 08

7:16 p.m.

*thanks Mark C. for your face above*

MAN WITH A HAT

Man With A Hat

Hat on heart, he stands there looking lonely

Gazing into my eyes and through them past my soul

Toward some unknown inferno

Blazing quietly in a distant void

Now his forehead creases and his eyebrow lifts

And he smiles a tiny smile which makes me squirm, 

Not knowing if it is for me or for the girl

From yesterday who still lives in his mind

Man with a hat, simple, yet debonair, wistful as a child

And deep as Rodin's Thinker

Always he will live on my living room wall

In the gold gilded frame over the ancient piano

Looking at me with his melancholy face

And the hat that another woman gave him

But always knowing, both of us

That it was my camera and my love

That took the picture.

©by Voo

To Leonard

  I'm Your Man

 by the late great Leonard Cohen