I am a Storyteller, first and foremost. This is my blog for poetry, prose, stories, excerpts of my novels and videos. Life poetry, prophetic poetry, poetry for all genres. I think you'll find yourself here if you read long enough.
Thursday, March 31, 2022
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: GAINS AND LOSSES
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Floors Made Of Fire
Floors Made Of Fire
An effigy, they tell me, is not the real thing
But a stand-in for a man
A made from rags or straw or resin
Rolled up newspapers or bits of paper
Kind of doll-thing with no soul.
It's symbolic of something hated
Something they want to destroy but haven't
The guts to destroy
And so they burn the effigy.
It makes them look like big bad terrorists
When they are only simpering cowards
Holding torches and shouting words
That pierce the heart like swords.
Fire should be saved for cold winter nights
Fire should be savored as a life giving gift
Fire should be kept in a locked deep stone box
And shared among frozen friends.
But there are those that deserve the fire
And not for warmth and not for life
But because their hearts are filled with hell
Effigies of men-without-souls shall be given to the flame.
To dance alone, eternally burning
On floors made of fire
Forever.
To dance alone, eternally burning
On floors made of fire
Forever.
by voo
July 16, 07
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: WORDLESSLY
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: WORDLESSLY: I Can't Make You Love Me Wordlessly Wordlessly, I speak volumes To the deafness of your heart I tell you how I miss you Whe...
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: Slip Through The Portal
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The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: ALREADY THERE a prose poem full of odds and ends
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