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Saturday, May 9, 2026
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: The Road That Ends In The Sea (repost)
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: The Road That Ends In The Sea (repost): The Road That Ends In The Sea "Call me!" he said in a voice full of woe On the message he left on my phone Along...
Friday, May 8, 2026
How Long Does It Take?
How Long Does It Take?
How long does it take to stop loving somebody?
How long does it take to stop wanting someone?
How long till it stops feeling you're homeless
When you've lost that sweet heart that so long felt like home?
How long till the nights stop being eons of time?
And the days are long days that you wish would just end?
How long till it seems that your hopes and your dreams
Didn't die with the love in the eyes of your friend?
How long till the hurt doesn't hurt anymore?
For you no longer feel and you no longer care
And the sorrow and wrath and the pain makes a path
To the darkness that grabs you when there's nobody there?
I don't know all these answers, I cannot comprehend
What the world and it's schemes do to a woman and man
I have tried to decipher, I have tried to make sense
How one soul becomes two when one soul builds a fence.
Why can we not perceive when the devil comes creeping?
Why can we not see how he delights in love's death?
Why do we fight each other, our true loves, our lovers
Instead of fighting that devil with our last living breath?
How long, oh my Lord, will this battle keep raging?
How long till the sun shines and never goes dark?
How long till we know we can trust one another
And not just trust one another to break each other's heart?
I have crawled back into my old shell of heartache
Where there is no sunshine and no drop of rain
Down to the desert of despaired desolation
Where the fantasy is pleasure and reality's pain.
How long will it be till I feel whole again?
How long till the world seems a safe place to live?
How long till I've taken all my soul can take
And my soul is refilled and has more love to give?
I do not love the night now
I do not love the day
The nights when our hearts would softly whisper
And love would come to play.
I do not love the dawning
The joy that day would bring
I cannot hear the music now
I can't make my heart sing.
How long does it take to live again
And for a human heart to heal?
How long till fantasy fades away
Replaced by something real?
If no answer comes for me and no counsellor I find
If no angel comes down with a miracle and sign
If I was just foolish, perceiving no end or start
May all my records show that I lived even though
And I loved with all of my heart.
©By Voo Shining Stone
written in a dream
and found today scribbled
on a piece of tear stained paper
June 2020
Thursday, May 7, 2026
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No, this may be my favorite episode...⬇️
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The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: LET ME NOT AS OTHER MEN
The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: LET ME NOT AS OTHER MEN: Let Me Not As Other Men Let me not as other men, Turn my face from hurt From beggars with their empty hands, D...
The Hunter and The Hunted
The Hunter and The Hunted
My skin is different from yours
It glows in moonlight
And burns in noon day brightness;
And yours is brown and burnished and beautiful
(Even to the eyes of the vanquished.)
How many moons I have been enslaved,
I do not know
I am a servant here with gold pierced ears
And I never learned to read the scrolls
Not written on men’s hearts.
Your people take joy
In hunting the proud and free,
Of which I am a daughter
Though underneath the pinpoint of your stare,
I clinch my fists and keep my face downcast.
But in my soul,
I know you know
That I am running free beyond this desert,
Climbing mountains and wading streams
And fleeing from your dark and hungry eyes.
Silken veils and chains of silver,
They cannot make me cower at your feet
The voices of my fathers call out in my dreaming
Warn me of the darkness
Of your rivers and desires.
And yet, sometimes,
When moonlight falls,
And midnight breezes play their songs,
The harshness of the desert fades
And this cool oasis bids me stay.
But my heart is hard of hearing
And though it sways me,
I will not bend or break my vows
And so I serve you and I curse you
Through many watches of the sun and stars.
You walk alone tonight beside the river
Behind the rushes, I watch you go
Into the trees with their black blankets
You’re just a man, I see, without your armor
How tall, yet small and lonely you seem to me.
Running now with feet of fire,
I hide in shadow as I pursue your presence
Stalking you as you walk in night shade, unaware
Seeking what my soul seeks
With cold, unfeeling steel clutched in my hand.
Hunting you,
I think how good it feels to run,
How sweet the night tastes on my homesick tongue,
How the tyranny of your beautiful people
Has spoiled the ancient purity of mine.
I will show no mercy (for none have you shown me)
Even as I danced for you in firelight,
Fed you from my fingertips in starlight
Toiled for you a thousand dawns of daylight
And never knew the tender touch of love.
Rising with the midnight moon,
A cry of anguish, startling as a storm
Keens and wails and stops me in my tracks,
Shakes me to the core in heart confusion,
Drops me to my knees upon the ground.
You lift your hands to Deity I know not
In a language I have not yet mastered,
And barely understand
Beyond the no’s and yes’s of my slave’s commandments
(For obedience cares not if you comprehend).
In breathless wonderment, we listen,
The Deity, the silent sky and I
To mournful pleas to be released from torment,
From longings of a heart, broken and torn
More puzzling still: My name upon your lips.
I can wait no longer, this I reckon
For soon your weakness will pass
And the man be gone and the tyrant arise
And I will be his slave forever
If freedom is my fortune, I will find it in your death.
Your head turns as I rush at you,
The silver blade gleaming, and a heart that pounds
With blood and fury and a thing so strange
That it trembles my upraised and uncertain hand
Glowing in moonlight as it falls upon your face.
You do not move, I do not move
And time stands still between us
A cry issues from a mouth and I swear I know not whose
The hunter and the hunted, caught in traps that they have laid,
I stand a victor looking down
Into your brown and hopeful eyes.
©by Voo
March 23, 09
2:20 a.m. © 2009
face by Mark
My skin is different from yours
It glows in moonlight
And burns in noon day brightness;
And yours is brown and burnished and beautiful
(Even to the eyes of the vanquished.)
How many moons I have been enslaved,
I do not know
I am a servant here with gold pierced ears
And I never learned to read the scrolls
Not written on men’s hearts.
Your people take joy
In hunting the proud and free,
Of which I am a daughter
Though underneath the pinpoint of your stare,
I clinch my fists and keep my face downcast.
But in my soul,
I know you know
That I am running free beyond this desert,
Climbing mountains and wading streams
And fleeing from your dark and hungry eyes.
Silken veils and chains of silver,
They cannot make me cower at your feet
The voices of my fathers call out in my dreaming
Warn me of the darkness
Of your rivers and desires.
And yet, sometimes,
When moonlight falls,
And midnight breezes play their songs,
The harshness of the desert fades
And this cool oasis bids me stay.
But my heart is hard of hearing
And though it sways me,
I will not bend or break my vows
And so I serve you and I curse you
Through many watches of the sun and stars.
You walk alone tonight beside the river
Behind the rushes, I watch you go
Into the trees with their black blankets
You’re just a man, I see, without your armor
How tall, yet small and lonely you seem to me.
Running now with feet of fire,
I hide in shadow as I pursue your presence
Stalking you as you walk in night shade, unaware
Seeking what my soul seeks
With cold, unfeeling steel clutched in my hand.
Hunting you,
I think how good it feels to run,
How sweet the night tastes on my homesick tongue,
How the tyranny of your beautiful people
Has spoiled the ancient purity of mine.
I will show no mercy (for none have you shown me)
Even as I danced for you in firelight,
Fed you from my fingertips in starlight
Toiled for you a thousand dawns of daylight
And never knew the tender touch of love.
Rising with the midnight moon,
A cry of anguish, startling as a storm
Keens and wails and stops me in my tracks,
Shakes me to the core in heart confusion,
Drops me to my knees upon the ground.
You lift your hands to Deity I know not
In a language I have not yet mastered,
And barely understand
Beyond the no’s and yes’s of my slave’s commandments
(For obedience cares not if you comprehend).
In breathless wonderment, we listen,
The Deity, the silent sky and I
To mournful pleas to be released from torment,
From longings of a heart, broken and torn
More puzzling still: My name upon your lips.
I can wait no longer, this I reckon
For soon your weakness will pass
And the man be gone and the tyrant arise
And I will be his slave forever
If freedom is my fortune, I will find it in your death.
Your head turns as I rush at you,
The silver blade gleaming, and a heart that pounds
With blood and fury and a thing so strange
That it trembles my upraised and uncertain hand
Glowing in moonlight as it falls upon your face.
You do not move, I do not move
And time stands still between us
A cry issues from a mouth and I swear I know not whose
The hunter and the hunted, caught in traps that they have laid,
I stand a victor looking down
Into your brown and hopeful eyes.
©by Voo
March 23, 09
2:20 a.m. © 2009
face by Mark
By The Rivers Dark by Leonard Cohen
the song that inspired this poem............
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