You're My One and Only

 

On The Edge Of Night one of my favorite writes

On The Edge of Night



I spotted you on the edge of night
Like a waking dream on a morning that will not rise
Your hand waved gently but your eyes held mine with a grip of iron
And across the chasm, our souls touched.

A wolf stood by your side but it whimpered at your word
A raven, nodding with mournful face, cried out a voiceless song
It was a yearning that cannot be spoken
And a darkness that breaks out in sun, and a coming home.

Wonder filled me as I stood dying and rising up again
A rapture and a terror like an ancient thing made new
The moon lay silently about your shoulders
Then fell at your feet, as the shadows passed by, along with my trembling heart.

The chasm beckoned with an unfulfilled hunger
Engulfed me in abandon and a never known joy
And as you watched and waited, in that endless, endless longing
My feet with wings of innocence, found the bridge that was not there.

©By Voo

July 23, 09

11:30 p.m.    

Vivian Tries....one of my favorite YT Channels To Watch

 I love watching this funny, goofy, adorable woman on You Tube. She always cheers me up. Especially after she's had a couple sips of something liquid. LOL  I was shocked to hear her say today that  she's sad that everybody watches her but FEW SUBSCRIBE!!! I can so relate to that.  Hundreds of thousands visit my blog, read, watch, listen, drool over my pics.....  but Nobody FOLLOWS!!!!  Nobody says I APPRECIATE You and all  that you Share, Voo. It's very disheartening. To the point that  I'm thinking of going to another blog site and shutting this one down.  It's like going to work every day and never getting a paycheck....... 😒😟😞😞 But check out her channel and SUBSCRIBE to it. She's wonderful. 2 or 3 videos and you'll be Hooked. 💖

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Um.........That Was Me

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I AM THE CROW

 

I AM THE 

I am the crow that scarecrows flee from

Falling over their feet of straw

Losing handfuls of their dusty brains

Out among the ruins of cornfields dead and dying

But still inhabited by ghosts.

I am the crow that junkyard dogs howl at

As they run away in terror from the paleness

Of my face

For they know the truth: I am no ordinary crow.

I am the crow that love glances at

In midnight pools of moonlight

Screaming it's horror into my eyes

And crushing my still beating raven black heart.

For love alone knows above all things

That flee from me: This crow is not of this world

Does not belong, is not wanted here

And never shall be.

©by Voo Shining Stone

March 25, 06 12:46 p.m.

For Mark
whose creative face you see above


wonderful soundtrack that goes with it

Birth of a Legend