THE SONG IN MY EYES

The Song In My Eyes

The violin cries

And I catch each tearful note

In my outstretched listening hands

There they lay, sparkling like diamonds

Dazzling like dewdrops, sharp as swords

And healing like the potion of a medicine man.

I drink in the music

And let it fill me, overfill me, drown me

In it's beauty and heartbreak

A tidal wave of motion and emotion

That sweeps me clean of pain and sand

And deposits joy there on my empty shore.

The musician pauses, bow in midair

And I voicelessly scream "No!"

And will him to continue playing until I am spent

Dissolved in tears and filled once more with hope.

Hope that only beauty discovers

And beauty fills

The violin cries and the song in my eyes

Is composed, is played, is shared, is done.

by Voo

Copyright ©2007 

THE ONLY THING MISSING

The Only Thing Missing

Hard park bench setting there

On the banks of the lake

Under the trees

Leaves hanging like jewels

With tiny breezes arranging them

Ever so lovingly with their little wind fingers

Not a cloud in the sky

Not a sound except for bird song

Not a footstep or a sigh

Not a hint of humankind

Not a scent of rain nor tear

Pristine and perfect

I sit and take in the scene

Silently and with reverence

That bench is where we met

Where we fell in love

Where we touched hands in wonder

Of love and were awed by the fear of it

That bench is sacred to me

Those trees are like palace guards

Those birds are like songwriters of my heart

That breeze is like the touch of your caress

That lake is like a silver mirror

Reflecting me and the bench and the trees

And the jewel-like leaves
 Now hanging there like teardrops

The only thing missing is you.

©by Voo

Feb 19, 2005

 5:30 p.m.

NOBODY'S VALENTINE

Nobody's Valentine

Nobody's Valentine

Nobody's love

No cards cut in heart shapes

With a big snowy dove.

Nobody's Valentine

Nobody's girl

Just a tear stained little sad face

Looking out at the world.

Nobody's Valentine

Nobody's wish

Nobody's candy

And nobody's kiss.

Nobody's Valentine

Nobody's dream

Watching ads and those movies

Till I thought I would scream.

Nobody's Valentine

Nobody was here

To tell me they loved me

You know, just like last year.

Nobody's nobody

That's how I felt

Playing my Solitaire

With the hands I was dealt.

Nobody's Valentine

Remembering the past

Thinking red hearts and chocolates

Would make our love last.

Nobody's Valentine

Nobody's Cupid

Just another fake holiday

To make me feel stupid.

©by Voo

Just now 

spur of the moment

Feb 23, 13

THE PURSUIT

The Pursuit



What would you give me for sunshine? he asked
And I said, I didn't know
As I stood in the rain and drowned in the pain
My eyes full of wistful and woe.

What would you give me for starshine? he asked
And I said, I didn't know
As I walked in the cold frozen white of the snow
With a million more miles to go.

What would you give me for roses? he asked
And I said, I didn't know
As I fell in the fever of the hot desert sand
And the night dropped to forty below.

What would you give me for solace? he asked
And I said, I didn't know
As I knelt in the gleam of the moon on the stream
My burning feet grateful below.

What would you give me for love? he asked
And I said, I didn't know
As I lifted my face to the stranger's embrace
My heart leapt and his answers told.


   
 ©by Voo
May 23, 2007
1:25 a.m.

BEGGARS

Beggars


You married me for a little while
And then you had to go
I thought our love to death would last
But I didn't know.

That death was there within the bud
Of the new love that would bloom
And cold winds waited at the gate
Of the garden warmth of June.

But oh, the passion of your kiss!
The heat of your embrace!
The sweetness of your sultry smile,
The love there on your face!

I saw the things I longed to see
That weren't really there
And all I gave so freely of
You had no will to share.

And I, so wedded, always remained
While your heart rambled free
And gave your love to other fools
And never thought of me.

Until the day, of all that love
You found yourself deprived
And you came back to your first love
Where my joy had arrived.

And oh, the horror on your face!
To find that love had gone
And no one waited in that garden
And you felt so alone.

For I had waited a thousand years
That only came to three
And I had strained to hear your footsteps
Running back to me.

And in the madness that true love brings
When true love is denied
Sweet death embraced me in it's arms
When all my hope had died.

There in the garden of first love found
You heard the singing crows
No trace of me for your eyes to see
Just a single, solemn rose.

How sad that marriage seldom proves
The bonding of two souls
But one heart is full and one is empty
Like the beggars and their bowls.


©by Voo
Aug 19, 2016
11:31 p.m.