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From Voo's Vault ........... Eddie And Me
Eddie and Me
Eddie the Elephant
Sleeps in my bed
Sometimes, he even
Sleeps under my head
Sometimes he crawls out
And falls on the floor
But he knows I'll wake up
And find him once more.
Eddie the Elephant
Is soft as can be
Big, gray, with two button eyes
To see me
He has a long trunk
And a fuzzy white tail
And when I am sick,
His warm hugs makes me well.
Eddie the Elephant
And Moochie the Moose
My two bestest pals
When I want to run loose
We hide in the tent house
And tear up the bed
We fill all the other toy's hearts
Full of dread.
When we play like pirates
And we play like kings
And great super heroes
And other cool things
We throw balls at bad guys
And dress up in capes
We hang from the curtains
Like aliens and apes.
And Moochie is nice
But he's little and brown
With a squeak toy inside him
That makes a neat sound
And he tries to be brave
Like Eddie and I
But he can't beat us jumping
No matter how he might try.
I have lots of toys
More so than most
And I eat lots of bananas
And a lot of cheese toast
I love tea and butter
And climbing the trees
Having imaginary
Adventures on seas.
I know lots of people
And teachers and pals
I like all the boys
But I love little gals
I like to tell stories
And sing songs and dance
Wear Mighty Mouse tee shirts
And Super Man pants.
I like speaking French
And Spanish, Chinese
But I really hate mosquitoes
(Even though they like me)
They chase me and catch me
When I'm in the yard
And they kiss me like Mama does
But they kiss me too hard.
I love all my family
My mom and my dad
They're the best Mom and Daddy
That I've ever had
Now I'm turning five
And I'm growing so tall
That when I fall down
It's a long way to fall.
But back to my buddy
Back to my friend
I’ve got to tell ‘bout him
Before this poem ends
He’s been with me now
For many long years
Listening so closely
With his big fluffy ears.
To all of my troubles
My secrets and woes
And when I go to time out
That’s where he goes
But Eddie can’t follow
When I’m in the bath
He hides in the corner
And I hear him laugh.
‘Cause Elmo and Moochie
Jose’, Hankey, too
Are toys that can’t get wet
(Though sometimes they do)
But Eddie the Elephant
Is so cuddly to touch
That I slobber him with kisses
‘Cause I love him so much.
Right now I am worried
About my best friend
And I’m hoping this story
Still has a good end............
‘Cause he’s in the washer
Going round and around
And I know he can’t swim
So I’m afraid he might drown.
I think he might need me
To rescue him now
I’ll think up a plan
And I’ll save him somehow
‘Cause he would save me
From the bad guys and stuff
He’s strong and he’s fearless
Though he’s just made of fluff.
So, Eddie, hold on
I’m thinking this through
I’ll pull you from the water
And I’ll rescue you
But if you go into
The dryer that’s hot
Oh, Eddie, I’m sorry
But that, I cannot.
You’ll have to be brave
And be a big boy
Though I know those ole baths
You do not enjoy
When you get out of there
You’ll be fluffy and clean
And then we can play
Like we’re pirates so mean.
I’ll squeeze you and love you
And pull your fur out
And Mama will make you
Giggle at me and shout
And we’ll drink chocolate milk
And get dirty again
Then we’ll snuggle together
‘Cause you’re my bestest friend.
Down into Dream Land
On adventures we’ll go
Climb all the mountains
And run in the snow
You’ll sleep in my arms
And maybe under my head
And in the morning I’ll find you
Somewhere under my bed.
But wherever you are
And wherever you go
I’ll find you and grab you
And you’ll always know
You’ll stay with me forever
When I’m all big, you’ll see
For you’ll live in this story
About Eddie and Me.
The End
©By Voo
April 18, 2011
11:37 p.m.
Happy 5th birthday
To the sweetest boy
In the whole wide world
Oh, To Be A Sea Gull
O, To Be a Sea Gull
O, to be a sea gull
To sail the whispering sea
To catch the sun when day is done
And never need the tree.
O, to be a sea gull
With nothing more to do
Than watch for food and catch it
And bathe within the blue.
O, to be a sea gull
With freedom in my soul
Feathers ruffled with the wind
And days made out of gold.
O, to be a sea gull
Not tethered to the earth
To know your purpose in this world
Between your death and birth.
O, to be a sea gull
A common bird for sure
But special in my eyes so that
That bird, I wish I were.
© by Voo
May 29, 2010
1:51 a.m.
Strangely Vulnerable
Strangely Vulnerable
Always been a steel butterfly
A stem that bends, not breaks
I had to be a woman early
For all my siblings' sakes.
I sacrificed my childhood
Though it was truly not my choice
I had to grieve in silence
And pretend I had no voice.
While deep inside, I yearned for
A life to call my own
Someone to make me feel loved
Someone to feel like home.
And years went by in sadness
And no love showed it's face
I looked to find that treasure
And made for it a place.
The sadness made me stronger
The pain gave me resolve
An enigma and a puzzle
That no one dared to solve.
I stood alone, I lived alone
A warrior in the fight
No armor bearer, no sweet companion
To help me bear the night.
And then you came into my life
With love there in your eyes
So much like I, it made me cry
And feel I'd won a prize.
And all my soul I gave to you
And all my love and heart
Feeling you fit into me
Like we'd never been apart.
But to my surprise, I found that I
In surrendering all of me
Became a little girl again
That only you could see.
That strong oak tree that I'd become
Became a willow, swaying
And the warrior woman so tough outside
Became a school girl, playing.
That love would make me vulnerable
Was not part of my plan
I only mean't to show my strength
Like I'd always shown a man.
But not with you could I do that
However right or wrong
I found myself surrendering
And not wanting to be strong.
For in your arms I felt at last
The woman and the girl
I'd always been but was afraid to be
Alone there in the world.
You have the power to crush me
And your words can bite and sting
Just as you have the power to endow
And the gift to make me sing.
So strangely, strangely vulnerable
I've become and yet I find
It's comforting to be a part of you,
Your body and your mind.
What heals can hurt, what hurts can heal
It's odd how love can be
The humbling vulnerabilities
In turn, can set you free.
You'll hurt me though you don't mean to
And heal me if you can
Through it all, you'll see, the woman- child in me
Will make you a better man.
For fear of love doesn't make you strong
But weaker every day
For your heart slows down and eventually stops
When you push love away.
These are the lessons that I've learned
In the life wars that I've fought
That love is the most highly prized of things
But it's something that can't be bought.
So I willingly give my self to you
For my heart, though battle-worn
Is soft and pliable in your hands
Like a heart, just newly born.
©By Voo Shining Stone
The Woman-Child Who Found Herself
Jan 14, 2020
1:06 a.m.
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