INFORMATION OVERLOAD

Information Overload

You used to tell me that I was evasive

And gave too little information

Now you ask me nothing 

And tell me even less

Is this normal or have I done

The unthinkable

And told you more than you

Ever wanted to know?

You used to tell me that I was like

A figment of your imagination

Now you look at me in a different tone

And I hear you thinking "Get real!"

I can't go back to mystery now

I've gone too far, told you too much

Revealed truth too sad and reality too scarred

What now? 

Is this the part where one of us runs?

©2007 by Voo

LOOKING

Looking

(the beginning of a journey)

Streets as dark as dark can get

Skies as black as blackest jet

I walk these hopeless paths and yet....

Keep looking, I keep looking.

There in the night, a distant light

There in the light, a dim lit sight

I run to see if I am right.....

For looking, always looking.

Too many times, too many days

I've lost my treasure, lost my ways

Grabbed hold so tight, they slipped away....

But continued looking, continued looking.

There is a place, I know, for me

And I will know it when I see

An oasis from this world, will be.....

If I keep looking, just keep looking.

My footsteps, slower now, with age

My life, words, on a yellowed page

My heart, a sad thing in a cage.....

Beats faintly, but still looking, looking.

Love, it calls my unknown name

Like taunting children at a game

Life, it changes, but stays the same....

And I go on looking, I go on looking.

Then up ahead, around a curve

A bright light rises from the swerve

And welcomes me with smile and verve....

And I stop looking, I stop looking.

(the ending)

Written

For the man who is still looking
my friend S.............

Looking For the All Nite Cafe
by John Trudell

©by Voo

March 22, 08

3:50 p.m.

WOMAN OF THE YEAR

Woman of the Year



Standing there in the spotlight
In my slinky black dress and three-inch heels,
Glittering diamonds falling near to my smooth shoulders
(Shining almost as brightly as these eyes of golden brown)
I drowned in the adoration and applause,
The thunderous pounding of my own heart,
(Foolish though it be, founded in vanity and hope)
And the flattery that only an hungry heart can consume.


The pedestal held me high
Proclaimed me Queen and above all others,
Raised me up to heights I had only imagined
In childhood daydreams, crowned me with tiaras
And stood me on tip-toe dancing like a ballerina
Before stunned, breathless masses
Watching me twirl
Like the plastic girl on top of a music box
Like the jester that does not know
Why the audience laughs.


I was The Woman of the Year
The Chosen One, the Queen For a Day,
The Princess Without a Kingdom,
The Star That Fell From The Sky,
And the fool that only read half of the book
And did not know how the fairy tale faded
Because I believed the author that told me
That it never would, it never would
That the position was mine until the end of Forever
(Which apparently ended yesterday
 When closed doors were opened
And new chapters revealed.)


Tumbling off that pedestal
Into the dirt of betrayal and the shame
That only comes with love and trust,
I lay in the darkness that falls
When the spotlight goes out and the silence descends
Into the happy, noisy halls of innocence
And joy that wakes at love's discovery
Silence
As deafening as the roaring crowd at a silver screen premiere
And as piercing as a dagger in the hand of Caesar's friend.


There she stands today
In yesterday's spotlight
My spotlight, my glory, my adoration, my love
Beaming like the only starlet that ever graced your skies,
Shining like Venus in eternal orbit, your orbit
Your damned, beautiful orbit, cold as space,
Blazing with ice and cubic zirconium,
Dark enough to hide the wolf in your laughing eyes
But light enough to snare a soul
Like me
Lost, wandering in the night.


I was the Woman of the Year
But now the year is over
And another fool has taken my place
The place I took from the fool before
The place that will always be there
In the future
With a younger face
The orbit widens, it never slows down,
The spotlight always beckons, always lures
And every poor and trusting heart
That mounts that pedestal made of lies, says:
"This is my place and here I will always stay."

I was the Woman of the Year
But the spotlight that held me in it's embrace
Has forever gone dark
In your eyes................

©By Voo
July 18, 2009
7:47 p.m.

IT'S NOT THAT I'M UNWOUNDED

It's Not That I'm Unwounded 

             

it's not that i'm unwounded

i just feel the way i feel

i fear that i am not afraid

for i see what is real

and what is real is that you're gone

and may never come my way

and that my love was not enough

to make you want to stay

but life goes on as life it does

and love may come again

and it may wound me deeper still

when i let it in again

it's not that i'm unwounded

i'm just strong enough to say

that love is always welcome here

even if it walks away.

©by Voo

November 29, 06

Love Was My Alibi

like Justin said: I mighta been gone

but I never walked out...........

COMMUNICATE

Communicate

We don't need words

When we communicate

We don't need nouns or verbs

Or syllables

We don't even need sound.....

My heart wants

Your heart responds

Your heart needs

And my heart gives

It's always been

That way with us

Always.....

Our minds met

In dreams

Our hearts met

In poetry 

Our souls met

In destiny.

We speak telepathically

Like they do in Paradise

Where minds are One

And hearts are One

And love is all there is.

It feels good to be known

For who we truly are

And not for who they think we are

Or want us to be..........

For we are truly us

When we are together.

One day God smiled

And orchestrated our meeting

Communicating His desire

To see us happy

To see us complete

As planned in eternity

Before we knew ourselves

And that we were not yet whole.

We don't need words

You and I

Because we feel so much

Say so much with every kiss,

Every embrace,

Every caress........

Every glance 

Of our matching dark eyes.

We communicate

In ways the world would never understand

Woman and man.....

Hand in hand and heart to heart

Where you end and where I start

We cannot tell, we cannot say

For it has always been this way.

My fingers beg and beckon you

My eyes flash lightning

My breath calls your name

My arms bid you welcome

My body takes you home.

What more is there to say?

What words could convey

The way I need, I want, I love

Better than the song in my eyes?

The poetry in my touch?

We communicate......

We communicate......

Every need met

Every hunger fed

Every yearning, fulfilled

Every dark fear, conquered.

We need no words......

But lest the unseeing world

Think us fools and dunces

Who live in silence...........

I will scream my love into the wind,

Call the clouds to listen to our story,

Thank God in prayer for sending you to me

And tell the universe .......

In a thousand ways, unsaid and said:

How much I love you and your smiling eyes

That speak to me in gentleness and bliss

That fan the fires inside of me without a word

And then consume me in your love

And with the flame of your sweet kiss.

Communicate with me, my love

Communicate with me.

Dan and Shay  Speechless

©by Voo

November 12, 2018

4:33 a.m.