My Darling Among Them Devils....a nutty song written on myspace for a guy

My Darling Among Them Devils

Let's see: Verse 1

Oh, my darling went north one dark cloudy day

To work with the yankees and such

To work in the factory to make us some money

And oh, Lord, I miss him so much.

Verse 2

Now, we've been a living with his momma and daddy

For nigh on about thirteen years

And we dream of having our own little trailer

But he never could find a job here.

Chorus

Oh, darling, my darling among all them devils

Up there in the cold all alone

Don't let them yankees change you, little darling

Work hard and then hurry on home.

Verse 3

Down here in the South, we're so loving and giving

Up there in the North, I've heard tell

That all of them yankees are cold hearted strangers

And most of them came straight from hell.

Verse 4

Your momma has baked you a big ole opossum

Your daddy has brewed you some "shine"

We miss you so much, dear, down here in the holler

Tell them yankee gals you are mine!

Chorus

Oh, darling, my darling among all them devils

Up there in the cold all alone

Don't let them yankees change you, little darling

Work hard and then hurry on home.

spoken sad part:

Oh, darlin', my darlin', among all them devils

A drankin' and livin carefree

Send me your paycheck or you'll find, little darlin

That they aint half as devilish as me.....

©by Voo

July 27, 07

1:16 a.m. 

Inside The Bud

Inside The Bud

Inside the bud, the bloom

Inside the bloom, the scent

Inside the scent, the memory

Of all that you have meant.

Inside my mind, the pictures

Inside my heart, the joy

Inside the pictures, the progression

Of the true man from the boy.

Inside the boy, the lover

Who longed to be set free

To be loved and be loving

And who now lives to love me.

spur of the moment

by Voo©

Feb 19, 2020

upon seeing this rose

I Play For You A Violin

I Play for you a Violin

I play for you a violin

And song so soft and sweet

I keep my eyes downcast, demure

As I sit at your feet.

I play for hours at your request

Till time has lost it's meaning

And candles burn down to their wicks

And night is slowly weaning.

Before the dawn has fully come

You hold your hand up high

And bid me stop my melody

Arise and say goodbye.

You do not look back at my face

Tearstung and raised to light

You do not see the love I bear

As you pass from my sight.

A servant girl, that's all I am

With gifted hands to play

Sweet melodies to comfort you

From torments of your day.

A king of royal dynasty

A man of power and yet

You find no peace in power's grasp

No love in life's plan set.

And so I play and so you listen

In silence, just we two

Night after night till daylight breaks

And my heart breaks for you.

You have no inkling of the love

I feel there as I play

Pretending you are mine alone

Till morn takes you away.

To kingly duties, kingly demands

The power of life and death

There in your words, there in your hands

There in your very breath.

All day I wait till midnight comes

For the summon and the call

Your weary face so full of woe

Till at your feet I fall.

And I play for you my violin

Pray peace into the gloom

Wait for your sigh with tear filled eyes

As my love fills up the room.

©by Voo

April 28, 2007

3:45 p.m.

Already There

Already There

Walking through life

We stumble sometimes

Upon unlocked doors......

And we hesitate, wondering

If we should open that door

That is standing there ajar, beckoning

For us to take a chance.

There may be danger lurking there,

There may be terrifying consequences,

Or there may be something wonderful

We never know.

And some of us will never know

Because we are too afraid to take that chance

And so we flinch and jerk back our hands,

Leave the door ajar for someone else to open.

And someone else does bravely open that door

And discovers all sorts of fantastic things waiting inside:

A new job, a home, the love of a lifetime,

The answer to a prayer, our prayer, but we were too afraid.

Afraid to try because we are scarred by rejection,

Crushed by hurt and traumatized by terror

Emotional wounds covered by scar tissue and flimsy bandages

That never healed us, only covered up our pain so no one could see it.

But we always knew it was there inside us 

Just waiting to be triggered by the next bullet,

The next blade, the next unkind word

And we've traded our kindness for anger and hidden our love in hate.

Knowing that that's not who we are or even want to be

We're just trapped in a cell of emotion,

Fallen down a well full of broken-ness

And  are imprisoned in pain that we don't know how to heal.

God didn't make us like that.............

He made us in His image and His image is love,

His heart is love and His thoughts are of love,

His kingdom is love and His bounty is love

And love is what we're all afraid of the most.

So we disrupt His plans and go running away

From every open door, every road map that falls on our path,

Every circumstance He has worked on for years 

To bless us and fix us and turn us around.

And I, am more guilty of that running than most 

Fleeing when no one pursues, no threat is discerned

No evidence is presented and no danger seems imminent

Running and running when I should give myself up.

What is it about surrender that terrifies our soul?

Why hold onto pride when it comes before every fall?

Why do we stare down and back away from a blessing?

A blessing that can heal us and bring our hope back again?

I once stumbled over a rainbow and found hidden treasures 

So many my back and my arms couldn't bear

And I fell in a well full of love never knowing

That the love I fell into was already there.

Already there, waiting for me to find it

Already there but my eyes could not see

It was already there just beyond the unlocked door

Waiting to give itself unto me.

And I tasted love and touched it's hand

I heard it's sweet voice softly say

"You've finally found the thing you wanted."

And I just screamed and ran away.

Look in my eyes, my searching friend

Into eyes of sorrow that rued my choice

I threw away my long sought joy

That called to me with tender voice.

For fear of hurt and fear of losing

I threw away the promise of

All of my dreams coming to pass

No longer pursuing, but running from love.

The irony is not lost on me

Believe me, friend, I see the jest

In what I'm saying and warning you

Love's student I was, but not the best.

But now I know and now I share

With all who'll listen and heed my call

Love hurts sometimes and love heals the hurting

So don't run from it's touch or fear the fall.

It's frightening to fall when you don't know what's waiting

And we've all reached to hearts that proved they didn't care

But when you fall in true love, love will be there to catch you

You can't fall into something that's not already there.

©By Voo

August 15, 2019

10:15 p.m.

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