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Tuesday, July 25, 2017

THERE WAS A SUNRISE




There Was a Sunrise



There was a sunrise
That never came
A day of darkness
And tearful rain.

There was a heart break
That tore in two
The part of me
That's part of you.

There was a sadness
That hid the joy
That lived inside
The girl and boy.

There was a knowing
That became wise
When you no longer
Looked in my eyes.

There was a silence
That louder grew
No longer hearing
The sound of you.

There was an emptiness
That filled my life
No worldly refuge
From worldly strife.

There was a coldness
That came to fill
The void of your warmth
That chills me still.

There was a a day
That changed my soul
And you laid down
Your greatest role.

For on that day
That came, I lost
My gift from Heaven
That bore no cost.

For us, but you
Paid everything
Your life, your love
That had no strings.

That day, that day
Was like no other
That endless day
I lost my mother.

You left  your body
And flew to Glory
And left us here
To tell your story.

And what is that
But endless love
Your songs and stories
A heart full of......

Such lovely laughter
Such sweet delight
The way you lit
The darkest night.

You were a mysterious
Mischievous you
A little kid
And a woman, too.

You loved your family
You loved the Lord
You worked at loving
And you worked hard.

You were always there
And you'd always be
Anticipating
A call from me.

But there were times
I didn't call
And I didn't know
How your heart would fall.

Till that day came
With no sunrise
With no glad welcome
There in your eyes.

I learned so quickly
How a heart can break
How a heart can give
What it cannot take.

I learned in sorrow
What I could not in joy
That your joy was living
For your girl and boy.

And now you're living
With the Lord above
Your glad feet running
Through His fields of love.

Our lives continue
Devoid of your cheer
And a deafening silence
Since you're not here.

The world feels different
Now that you're gone
Only a mother can make
 This world feel like home.







©by Voo
July 25, 2017
1:24 a.m.



                          






Sunday, July 23, 2017

THERE STOOD A HOUSE






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There Stood A House




There stood a house
And the house stood there alone
No cat with teasing mouse
No dog with tortured bone.

No squeaking floor
No belfry bat
No one to disturb
The peace of that.

No rattling branch
No howling pack
No one to leave
And then come back.

Except the child
That swings alone
In midnight moon
She sings her song.

The little girl
With pig-tailed hair
She swings and sings
To empty air.

For many moons
She's swung like that
Through storm and sleet
And days so black.

For no sun will shine
Upon that place
No breeze comes by
To touch her face.

The passers-by
Walk out of their way
To avoid the house
Where sadness stays.

For they all know
The story wild
And the hateful fate
That befell the child.

So long ago
On that terrible day
When the monster took
The sun away.

And then the family
Moved from the home
And left the girl
To swing alone.

They left so broken
Almost insane
They didn't know
That she remained.

She couldn't leave
The place she died
She watched them leave
And stood and cried.

Then to the swing
She went to play
The swing her Daddy
Made that birthday.

And there she swings
And sings her song
As the old house watches
And stands alone.







©by Voo
July 23, 2017
1:46 a.m.















FLIGHT OF THE STREET PREACHER





























Flight of the Street Preacher



Crazy.....insane...is that your name?
That's what I heard today
They all threw rocks and chains and blocks
And I dodged out of their way

Stupid...moron...they screamed at me
As I did my 180 twirl
Why don't you go back where you came from?
We don't want you in this world!

I shrugged my shoulders and smiled at them
And blessed them in my heart
Just take your Jesus and get out of here
They yelled at me: Depart!

We want our fun, you mindless one
Our TV shows and trash
How dare you come here and bring us down
Why, we ought to whip your a--!

Bring it on, my brothers
I said, opening my book
Turned my cheek and started again
In the glow of their angry looks

For God so loved the world, I read
And they pelted me with hate
That He gave His only begotten Son
As they screamed at me my fate

The crowd grew near yet I felt no fear
Even when they tore my clothes
For I saw a hand reach from the clouds
And into the sky I rose

Holding the book and reading still
I heard their astonished wails
They stared at me and to a man
They shouted "What the hell?!"

You're closer to it than I am
I pointed to the sod
You're on your way to Hades's gates
And I'm on my way to God

But wait! they pleaded, Don't leave us now!
Teach us how to fly!
And I looked down at their startled faces
And said, First, you'll have to die

Die to self and die to sin
And die to Satan's grip
And to a man, the words "I'm lost!"
Poured forth from anguished lips

I preached to them for many hours
And they prayed the sinner's prayer
Then the day grew late and they went their way
And left me alone up there

And in the darkness, I descended down
Till the dew covered ground I met
Uh, Lord? I queried, What's going on?
And He said, "You're not dead yet."

















©by Voo
May 7, 2006
11:00 p.m.

Saturday, July 22, 2017

DOWN SOUTH TO HOME















Down South To Home



Way down south
They have this thing
Called love
It grows on trees and bushes
And in big truck patch gardens
Like watermelons
And rhubarb.

People tell me
At one time,
It even came attached to babies
Right outta the womb
But I can’t find nobody now
To corroborate that
So I just keep it filed away in my head.

Too many damned fools
And dreamers
Running loose in the world now,
You can’t believe nothing you hear
And very little of what you see
So you got to be careful
Or you’ll get run over by a lie.

My mama was sixteen
Her mama, twenty-nine
When I was born
(We all just kinda grew up together)
Them and me
Not a man in the family
And not a one of us with no daddy.

One day Mama run off
With a peddler fella
Who sold shoes and liniment
Out of the back of his car
A shiny eyed, nice looking man from up North
Who talked a good tale and charmed all us ladies
Just like a snake with a bird.

That left her mama
And me, with no mama
Alone in the world with nothing to do
But cry in our pillows and keep us a look-out
For red dust to come flying behind a big car
Hopefully, finally, bringing her back.

I waited many a year
For that day to come
And it never did while I was a kid,
The only thing that did happen
Was another bad thing
And I don’t really know how to talk about that,
So I won’t.

When I was going on fifteen
I thought about leaving, myself
So I packed up the only things
Mama ever gave me
Which was a porcelain-faced doll
And a bunch of old clothes
And me and that doll and my dreams  hit the road.

About twenty miles outside
The hills and the hollers
Where I grew to be fourteen and a little past that,
A man in a pick-up asked if I wanted a ride
And I said “Yessir.”
(I was awfully tired)
And I climbed in to his grin and his un-welcomed stare.

Two miles down the road
He pulled into some trees,
Turned off the motor,
Handed me a Grapette,
And a big pack of peanuts out of a bag
And sat there and watched me
Until I began to feel sick.

“What’s a purty little thing
Like you doing out here by yourself?”
He asked, throwing my empty out of the truck
I clutched my knapsack close to my chest,
And said I reckoned I was on vacation
And that I reckoned he ought to be starting the truck
And that I reckoned he needed to move his old hand!



“I got a knife.” I told him
And he just grinned wider and leaned in real close
“Well, I betcha you do, honey
But you know what?
I bet I can take that knife from you
And cut your pretty throat with it!”
And at that, I jumped out of that truck and I ran.

He chased me for nearly a mile, I think
Till I got so tired I couldn’t run
He’d pull up beside me and then pull off
Then he’d come up behind me and then stop in front
And I was so scared, I was about to cry
When I saw a State Trooper car come round the bend
And the man in the truck high-tailed it fast as a cat.

I ran off in the bushes till the Trooper drove by
Then I ran out of the bushes and up to the road
But I was too careless and I dropped my stuff
And my little doll fell, her head shattering like glass,
My only companion for many long years, 
Her little white face,
Broken there on the ground.

“Shit!!!!!!!!!!!” I wailed
And began to cry
“Now, I ain’t got nobody and nothing to love!”
And I just grabbed the rest of my stuff
And walked away feeling like I was dead inside,
With big dirty tears streaming all down my face
Not knowing where in God’s name, I was going to go.

Why did I just tell you all of that?
I said all of that just to say this,
I walked all the way clear up North after that
Walked into Detroit and then on to Canada
All over Antarctica, no, it wasn’t Antarctica,
One of them other cold places
That starts with an A.

And when I got past grown
And was too tired to walk,
I started dreaming about going back home
Seeing my mama and going back home
Not that she’d be there,
But I  sure wanted to see her,
And get out of the North and head on down South.

The only thing was,
No one could tell me how to get there
Everybody I asked said their compass was broke
And that nobody, nobody, went down South anymore
And that they didn’t rightly think that it existed no more
(Plus, they all want to know why I want to go
To a place that is hotter-n-hell.)

“Cause that’s where love lives!” I always tell ‘em
But I can’t explain what I mean
And they don’t know what love is anyway,
They were born in the cold, so I shut my mouth
And keep right on dreaming that I’m driving down
That long reddish road full of hot reddish dust
Back to the only home that I’ve ever known.

Back to the tar paper shack in the hills,
Where the ghosts of my mama
And her mama are waiting
And that poor little baby
That my Mama brought home
And that poor little baby that I birthed all alone
All of them, ghosts, waiting for me to come home.


Down South
Down South
Down South to home.










©Voo
June 27, 2011
10: 58 p.m.

BRING ME A DRINK FROM THE WISHING WELL







                                             
And The Birds Were Singing
By Alain Morisod and Sweet People








Bring Me A Drink From The Wishing Well





 bring me a drink from the wishing well
catch me a star from the sky
feed me a feast from the hands of true love
and light up my life with your eyes.


dance me till dawn on a moonbeam
sing me a song from the soul
set sail with me on the river of dreams
and pledge me a heart of pure gold.


write me a story that goes on forever
kiss me a kiss without end
hold me in arms that protect me from harm
and send all the love you can send.


and then, in return, my own shining star
I'll make all of your dreams come true
I'll love you forever and leave you, I'll never
and together, sing that song with you.















©by Voo

May 15, 07