IT'S NOT THAT I'M UNWOUNDED

It's Not That I'm Unwounded 

             

it's not that i'm unwounded

i just feel the way i feel

i fear that i am not afraid

for i see what is real

and what is real is that you're gone

and may never come my way

and that my love was not enough

to make you want to stay

but life goes on as life it does

and love may come again

and it may wound me deeper still

when i let it in again

it's not that i'm unwounded

i'm just strong enough to say

that love is always welcome here

even if it walks away.

©by Voo

November 29, 06

Love Was My Alibi

like Justin said: I mighta been gone

but I never walked out...........

COMMUNICATE

Communicate

We don't need words

When we communicate

We don't need nouns or verbs

Or syllables

We don't even need sound.....

My heart wants

Your heart responds

Your heart needs

And my heart gives

It's always been

That way with us

Always.....

Our minds met

In dreams

Our hearts met

In poetry 

Our souls met

In destiny.

We speak telepathically

Like they do in Paradise

Where minds are One

And hearts are One

And love is all there is.

It feels good to be known

For who we truly are

And not for who they think we are

Or want us to be..........

For we are truly us

When we are together.

One day God smiled

And orchestrated our meeting

Communicating His desire

To see us happy

To see us complete

As planned in eternity

Before we knew ourselves

And that we were not yet whole.

We don't need words

You and I

Because we feel so much

Say so much with every kiss,

Every embrace,

Every caress........

Every glance 

Of our matching dark eyes.

We communicate

In ways the world would never understand

Woman and man.....

Hand in hand and heart to heart

Where you end and where I start

We cannot tell, we cannot say

For it has always been this way.

My fingers beg and beckon you

My eyes flash lightning

My breath calls your name

My arms bid you welcome

My body takes you home.

What more is there to say?

What words could convey

The way I need, I want, I love

Better than the song in my eyes?

The poetry in my touch?

We communicate......

We communicate......

Every need met

Every hunger fed

Every yearning, fulfilled

Every dark fear, conquered.

We need no words......

But lest the unseeing world

Think us fools and dunces

Who live in silence...........

I will scream my love into the wind,

Call the clouds to listen to our story,

Thank God in prayer for sending you to me

And tell the universe .......

In a thousand ways, unsaid and said:

How much I love you and your smiling eyes

That speak to me in gentleness and bliss

That fan the fires inside of me without a word

And then consume me in your love

And with the flame of your sweet kiss.

Communicate with me, my love

Communicate with me.

Dan and Shay  Speechless

©by Voo

November 12, 2018

4:33 a.m.

THE LONG NEON NIGHT one of my all time faves

 Play song while reading the poem..

then listen again   and again and again.........

City Of Tortured Souls

by Mark and The Material Objects

Voo · City Of Tortured Souls

 song by my friend Mark that inspired this write.....

bone shaking, dynamite song with the greatest 

scream I've ever heard in rock.......

 and this is Mark..
the screamer, composer and singer of the song

...

The Long Neon Night

Lights

Blink.... 

On.

Off.

On.

Off.

Red,

Then 

Yellow,

Red,

Then 

Yellow.

Hissing neon

Crackling

In the midnight

Hitting me in the face

Between lightning bolts

And the drum roll

Of deep, black thunder.

Can't shut it out

It peeks there

Through the curtains

One inch short of closing

Taunting me with advertisements

Of a better life

Found somewhere down below

In a happy hour bar.

This bed 

Is my hell.

This bed

Is my sanctuary.

I can't leave it

It won't let me.

See how it holds me

In it's dirty sheets?

It's comforter

That gives no comfort?

It's pillows scented

With a thousand other heads?

Over and over

I have this 

Dream

Every night

From dusk till dawn

The screaming rising

From sun deprived streets

Up, up to my window

Desolate voices calling

Pleading, asking for things

I cannot give them

And do not want to hear.

Then your face appears

And I exalt 

In momentary joy

As you hover there

Bathed in red neon waters

Beckoning to me

From the top of another

Mildewed motel.

You're always smiling

At least, until 

The fake yellow neon sun

Shows you for what you are.

Down the hall to the left

There's a guy always

Playing the blues

On his guitar

The walls tremble with it

The rodents sing harmony

And the residents curse

And bang on the ceiling

In rhythm to the song

For a moment or two

There's silence.......

And the song begins again.

I no longer know

Which is the dream

And which is my life

I don't know 

How long I've lain here

When I checked in

Or if I'll check out

I don't know

If you ever truly loved me

Or if I made you up

Like some madman's apparition.

Flashes

Of waking perception 

Make me catch my breath

Sit upright,

And reach out to the empty void

That stretches around the room

Down the hall

And back to me

Carrying nothing

But snippets

Of the blues man's song

And mourning

From the dying day.

Then...

I sleep

Again.

Hear the screams,

Feel the fear,

Touch the terror,

Taste the tangible,

Smell the soured milk smell

Of love that lived

And withered like a mushroom

In a corner

Of a room

Under a bed

In a thirty story building

On a street that's always crying

In a city of

Tortured souls.

Blink....

On.

Off.

On.

Off.

Red

Then

Yellow

Red

Then 

Yellow

Blink.

Blink.

Blink. 

  ©by Voo, words, images

and Mark, music, face

Feb 20, 08 midnight 

ROSCOE THE RAT SINGS THE WOO WOO SONG

Wait till Jeffrey starts singing then scroll down to Roscoe

and it should be in sync....

Roscoe the Rat singing No Diggity...........check it out and check out his other page posted here ( hysterical)

https://bluevineyard.blogspot.com/2018/11/pssstt-come-merei-gots-some-stuff-to.html  Roscoe's other page

                     start music vid  wait til "Dre drop the verse.."
                                 and scroll down to Roscoe
                        to watch him sing the song.........