UNFINISHED the written and spoken word versions

Unfinished

When I, in lonely silent waves

Of sound, surround myself with you

Your face imprinted on my mind,

Your eyes like candles, shining

I hold you there with terror'd fingers

Reaching through dark rain filled clouds

To find the sun of suns.

Upon the night wind in my soul,

You fly to me like driven angels 

Breathing my name in and out

A mantra without end

So far away, the sight of you

Yet near enough to taste

I reach for you, I yearn for you, my hungry heart to hold.

If I could dream, I'd dream you here

Within my empty arms

Your love, a fountain I'd pour out

Upon my barren fields

And I, in turn, like unborn flowers

Would bloom for you forever

Instead, I wither needlessly like a crushed rose on the road.

I met you on a friendless sea

When there was naught before us

But sand and sky and unvoiced hope

And furtive fevered sighs

And then we turned and walked beyond

Where trembling hands might touch

Looking back and looking back and walking ever on.

There is a song my soul would write

And you, it's sweet refrain

Relentless in it's melody

And tears to my eyes, bring

If God should bring you towards me now

I'd run on broken glass

And never turn and never turn but keep my eyes on you.

This void, this chasm, in me now

With each day, wider grows

I can't be whole, I know that now

Because I saw your face

It may never be that you find me

And that sun may never rise

And my life will end, an unfinished song, because I don't have you.

© by Voo

April 16, 20011

1:24 a.m.

                                           my video of me reading this poem
                                                       UNFINISHED

HUSH-A-BYE LULLABY FOR THE BOY THAT I LOVE

 Hush-a-bye Lullaby 
                  For The Boy That I Love

Rock-a-bye baby on the wings of a dove

Hush-a-bye sweetheart in the soft arms of love

Rush now to Dreamland on the breath of the night

Mama will see you in the morning's first light.

Sweet little baby, sweet little one

Gentle and tender with your life just begun

Running all day in discovery's joy

God's love all wrapped up in the form of a boy.

Dream now, my darling, dream of the day

Coming tomorrow and the pleasure of play

Spontaneous kisses and hugs given free

Your face such a treasure from Heaven to me.

Sleep, little angel, in pure innocence

Renew your engine, your energy's spent

So much to look at and so much to learn

Jump up and fall down and do and discern.

Your journey's beginning and mine has begun

To see life anew in the spirit of fun

Childhood is precious and too soon is gone

But the memories will hold me when I'm all alone.

Promise me, precious, you won't grow up too fast

I'll slow down the clocks and I'll make this time last

I'll fly you forever on the wings of a dove

I'll rock you to sleep in the soft arms of love.

©by Voo

Aug 30, 07

9 p.m.

WARRIOR WOMEN

Loreena McKennitt- Kecharitomene

Warrior Women

We are the warrior women

We, who conquer fears

Except the one that comes at night

That creeps in with our tears.

The fear that quietly says to us

“You’ll never know a man

Who’ll love you like you need to be

Who’ll fit the master plan.”

That fear that does not talk to us

In daylight, morn or noon

But waits to torment us with night

In silent streams of moon.

Our days are filled with woman’s work

With care, concern and chore

We take care of the ones we love

And cry inside for more.

We feed and clothe and garden

We shop and sew and mend

We wait for love to pass us by

And notice us again.

We drive and file and organize

We wash and iron and fold

We open windows to the warmth

And bar them from the cold.

We cook and bake and regulate

We pay unending bills

We kiss away the little hurts

And nurse away the ills.

We fall in tired and weary beds

With day just hours away

Escape to dreams made out of hopes

That waking tongues can’t say.

Warriors, all we, in this world

Fierce and bold and strong

Women, soft and sad and wise

Who see the right and wrong.

We slay the daily dragons

Protect the innocent

Stand up to the unjust ones

From whom our woes are sent.

There isn’t much that we can’t do

If we are forced to do it

We grit our teeth, roll up our sleeves

And then we just get to it.

Warrior women, young and old

And black and white and brown

Yellow, tan and all between

They cannot keep us down.

Except at night, when shadows walk

And heartache makes it’s call

It’s then we let our hearts run loose

It's then, sometimes we fall.

It’s not that we cannot exist

Without a man to hold

But life without love’s tender touch

Soon withers and dies old.

Warrior women, without love

Stand strong against the world

Keeping order with stoic face

That conceals the little girl.

We need some shoulders to lean on

And loving, seeing eyes

That know it’s time to hold us close

When the warrior in us cries.

We are the warrior women

We overcome the pain

But the little girls in us need love

Until we’re strong again.

by Voo

Aug 19, 2010

9:44 p.m.

                                            Warrior Women