by John Trudell
collab
Tuesday, October 13, 2020
Looking
by John Trudell
A Meaningful Life
Like Puddles On An Asphalt Street (An Oldie From Voo's Vault)
Like Puddles On An Asphalt Street
Round and round this life, it goes
And where it stops, the Good Lord knows
Like puddles on an asphalt street
The silver water cool and sweet
Each tear that falls is gathered up
And safely stored inside His cup
And poured upon the soul's parched land
Where roses spring forth from His hands
Tears turn to rivers and then to tides
Of mighty oceans far and wide
And then are used to wash us clean
From the deaths of our old dreams
Down comes the rain made of our tears
And down the drain go all our fears
Round and round this life, it goes
And where it stops, the Good Lord knows.
©by Voo
Aug 5, 2006
Rat In The Trap (Another Oldie From Voo's Vault)
The rat lay there in the trap
His beady little eyes imploring me
To let him go, his tiny tail twitching
His minuscule heart beating so hard the trap jumped.
Never mind that he had eaten all the cheese
And the chocolate and the cream
Never mind that he had gnawed my silk dress
And the dyed to match shoes that went with it.
For months he had terrorized the cat
Driven the dog into fits of anguish
Jumped over ottomans and eaten through walls
Undoing all the interior decorating.
I stood there staring at him in my victory
Remembering all the rat poison that he had left
In my best crystal bowls, in my coffee cups
Little revengeful surprises moved from under the sink.
He really was amazing, I gave him that
So resourceful in his will to survive and torment
Damn your rodent hide! I finally said and lifted him by the tail
Walked over to the house next door and threw him in the window.
July 15, 07
"And stay gone, ya lil creep, unless
you want to be Rat Ravioli!!!"
Sunday, October 11, 2020
Adversaries, Monkeys and BFFs
Adversaries, Monkeys and BFFs
Voo and Rose were frenemies
They hated each other's guts
One was brilliant to the brim
And one was just plain nuts.
One day outside a convenience store
They met up in the rain
Each one had come to buy a Slurpee
But both were broke again.
I tell you what, Voo, Roseanne said
As a toothpick she did chew
Let's me and you hold up this place
And I'll share the take with you.
And Voo said, Yes (a trusting soul)
And followed Roseanne's lead
At the sight of Rose, the store clerk fled
So nobody had to bleed.
They took the money from the till
Downed a case of beer
Filled twenty-five cups of Slurpee stuff
Till they heard the sirens near.
This way and that, the robbers ran
With coins a-plenty flying
Into a flock of proud peacocks
Who screeched like they were dying.
A fine mess you have got us in!
VooVoo to Rose then cried
Me?! burped Rose, It's your stupid fault
That cannot be denied.
They hid within the monkey cage
For they had run into the zoo
And no one there could tell the difference
Between the monkeys, Rose and Voo.
They watched as cops all gathered 'round
To question everyone
The kangaroo said that he'd seen nothing
But he said it just for fun.
The elephant said that he couldn't remember
If crooks had run in to the place
And the tiger thought that maybe they had
But he couldn't sketch a face.
But when they questioned the peacocks
So proud and loud and strong
They said that there'd been at least thirty men
But boy, did they get that wrong!
All day they waited with baited breath
To escape that monkey's cage
And Voo, poor thing, she tried to pray
As Rose paced in a rage.
I never should have gone in with you!
For a Slurpee we will fry!
Here, have a banana, Voo offered her sweetly
You're making the crocodiles cry!
Then midnight came and they crept out of the cage
And the zoo full of snore and roar
Rose gave Voo the Slurpees and she kept the money
And the monkeys were loose once more.
©by Voo
for my old pal Rose Aiello
back in da day
(she was always messin' with me)
So yeah....