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Wednesday, August 21, 2019
AND A CANDLE BURNS AT MIDNIGHT
And a Candle Burns At Midnight
And a candle burns at midnight as she pours a glass of wine
Watching westward from the window, praying Heaven for a sign
All the letters go unanswered and her calls are not returned
And her heart is slowly breaking, hating him still as she yearns.
Watching westward from the window, praying Heaven for a sign
All the letters go unanswered and her calls are not returned
And her heart is slowly breaking, hating him still as she yearns.
Now the rain is gently falling, now the thunder’s rolling in
And she wonders where he’s at now as she’d wondered where he’d been
All the late night window watching, all the late night candle light
Drinking white wine, longing for him, in the middle of the night.
And she wonders where he’s at now as she’d wondered where he’d been
All the late night window watching, all the late night candle light
Drinking white wine, longing for him, in the middle of the night.
Lightning strikes and hits the hillside, hits the branches of a tree
The clock chimes another hour as her prayers turn to pleas
Thunder roars and fills the white house with it’s noisy rumbling slam
And the rain blows in the window but she doesn’t give a damn.
Raindrops running down her face then like the teardrops from her eyes
Like he’s touching her with his fingers and she stands there and she sighs
Just imagining his strong hands and the kisses he bestowed
Till the night that he stopped kissing for no reason that she knows.
Like he’s touching her with his fingers and she stands there and she sighs
Just imagining his strong hands and the kisses he bestowed
Till the night that he stopped kissing for no reason that she knows.
Coming in sometimes at daybreak with the smell of strange perfume
Bringing nothing but his thunder and his pain into the room
Giving none of what he gave her when the white house first went up
Burning candles by the hours, drinking white wine by the cup.
Making endless, mindless love so achingly so sweet and good
Hardly making time for breathing, barely taking time for food
Then one night she waited for him by the window all night long
And when he came, was not the same and the white house wasn’t home.
Hardly making time for breathing, barely taking time for food
Then one night she waited for him by the window all night long
And when he came, was not the same and the white house wasn’t home.
He left at midnight in a rainfall that turned to hurricane strength gale
Took her sweet heart, took her heaven and left her in the arms of hell
And the months have passed so slowly yet she still loves and she yearns
Drinking white wine at the window while the midnight candle burns.
Took her sweet heart, took her heaven and left her in the arms of hell
And the months have passed so slowly yet she still loves and she yearns
Drinking white wine at the window while the midnight candle burns.
©by Voo
Jan 25, 2005
Jan 25, 2005
midnight
Tuesday, August 20, 2019
THE GREEN GREEN DREAM OF THE GUITAR an urban swamp legend that I created
Junkyard Blues by Rat Rod
slide guitar Cajun music
play while reading
The Green Green Dream of the Guitar
So I'm driving down this lost highway
In my decades-old black car
With my suitcase sharing the back seat space
With my treasured green guitar
A map opened to Louisiana
On the floor there at my right
As I thought about the strange phone call
That awoke me around midnight
A paying gig, a three night stand
And the pay was really good
They wondered if I could come and play
And I said I thought I could
The bills were high and my rent was due
And the boss had let me go
There was no need to let me stay
For there was no work, you know?
So I packed my bags and I headed south
Though my heart was full of strife
Excited by the prospects looming
Because music was my life!
Playing since the age of ten
I dreamed of going far
But all I'd gained in fifteen years
Was this car and that guitar
And the guitar was a beauty
Shiny silky green so fine
And the sound that came from the two of us
Could blow a grown man's mind
I didn't have a manager
I couldn't afford P. R.
I got my gigs by word of mouth
As I chased that silver star
So, who had called, I didn't know
Truth told, I didn't care
Some tiny bar in the deep deep south
Was waiting for me there
Cold beer and pretty women
Danced cross my poor boy's mind
And I trembled, thinking about it all
And wondering what I'd find
Along 'bout noon on a lonely road
With no cars or bars in sight
I put down the top, pulled out the map
To see if I'd read it right
The air was crisp, the sky was blue
There was honey on the wind
And a kind of feeling came over me
Like I'd been caressed by sin
Alarmed, I turned the ignition key
But the car, it wouldn't start
And no matter how I cursed or prayed
There was no life in her heart
So I grabbed my guitar from the back seat
And headed down the road
Took the fork that turned to left
Though my soul cried to forebode
I walked for what then seemed like days
But I knew that couldn't be
Down roads and paths and country lanes
Following something I couldn't see
Through fields so green, they hurt my eyes
Past creeks and brooks and streams
All colored like bright emerald jewels
Found only in your dreams
Somewhere off there in the distance
I heard a woman's voice
Singing tender lullabies
And I went, I had no choice
And as I walked, played my guitar
To that melody so sweet
That put a wildness in my blood
And dancing in my feet
I followed till the sun went down
Into that dark green west
Into a forest of whispering trees
With longing in my breast
And then the song came to an end
And I heard a lover's sighs
And there she sat and there I fell
With beauty in my eyes
Up in a tree, like fairies do
A girl so pure and rare
Sat on a limb just looking down
While my heart stopped to stare
"I waited for you." is all she said
As I rushed toward the tree
But she put out her hand and said
"Play your green guitar for me."
And as I played, I fell in love
Looking at her light
Playing as the sun sank low
With promise of the night
She sang to me of long ago
Of passion and of fire
And as she sang, my heart became
Filled with her desire.
"Come!" she shouted and laughing, fled
Jumping to the ground
And off she ran through lush green grass
And her footsteps made no sound
I followed, calling, "Wait for me!"
But her feet, they would not slow
And she took me deeper into the dark
To a place I did not know
To marshes and to swamp lands
To thick and foreign vines
To roots of old, like living things
With mouths and eyes and minds
To bird and tree and flower
Like none I'd ever seen
To a realm of song and nightmare
In a world of emerald green
And as the darkness grew, I felt
Her touch upon my arm
"Fear not," she softly said to me
"I will not do you harm."
Her essence, candles in the dark,
Her smile, the moon above,
Her lips like honey in the comb,
Her eyes like liquid love
With urgency I've never felt
With hunger like a knife
I grabbed her up in arms of steel
Like a dead man would his life
Kisses sweet as morning rain
I poured upon her lips
Thirsting for the taste of love
That till then, I'd only sips
And I fell in rapture, falling
Through a haze and maze of thought
Love chased me down forbidden roads
And I knew that I'd been caught
My fingers in her long dark hair,
My mouth against her skin,
I knew if this was love and war
That surely, she would win
Then through the gnarled and ancient trees
I heard a growling roar
And when I opened up my eyes
My love was there no more
My green guitar could not be found
As frantically I searched
Wondering if her father'd seen
Her purity besmirched.
I tried to find a path to walk
As night fell harder still
Feeling I had lost my heart
And worse than that, my will
The quiet was shattered by the sounds
Of crow and frog and beast
Gleaming green now in the bog
And suddenly they ceased
I stood in silence, waiting then
For my love to appear
Waiting to feel that rush of joy
But finding only fear
"Where are you?" I called to her
"I cannot see the path."
And in the distance I heard her sigh
And then I heard her laugh
"Come, my love!" she beckoned me
And I stumbled toward the sound
Falling in the deep dark water
And through the night, and down
Awful things with shining eyes
They brushed against my face
Caught me in their cold dead arms
And held me in that place
Then up I went and fought and sought
The air, the sky, the light
Peering through the greenish glow
To see the hellish sight
My love, a thing not of this world
Without her lovely charms
Holding my sweet green guitar
In her green ghoulish arms
She smiled with razored teeth and laughed
Holding up her prize
Looked at me struggling in the swamp
With no light in her eyes
I do not know what happened next
For my knees and mind went weak
And to this day, I do not know
And the truth I will not seek
I found myself back in my car
On the highway going south
With a mighty hole torn in my soul
And a bad taste in my mouth
I shook for hours, I could not stop
Till I pulled into the bar
Where no one had ever heard of me
Or my missing green guitar
© by Voo Shining Stone
May 5, 2010
Dead Man theme song
by Neil Young
goes really well with this story.....
goes really well with this story.....
Cadillac in the Swamp
by Smokehouse
Thursday, August 15, 2019
ALREADY THERE a prose poem full of odds and ends
Already There
Walking through life
We stumble sometimes
Upon unlocked doors......
And we hesitate, wondering
If we should open that door
That is standing there ajar, beckoning
For us to take a chance.
There may be danger lurking there,
There may be terrifying consequences,
Or there may be something wonderful
We never know.
And some of us will never know
Because we are too afraid to take that chance
And so we flinch and jerk back our hands,
Leave the door ajar for someone else to open.
And someone else does bravely open that door
And discovers all sorts of fantastic things waiting inside:
A new job, a home, the love of a lifetime,
The answer to a prayer, our prayer, but we were too afraid.
Afraid to try because we are scarred by rejection,
Crushed by hurt and traumatized by terror
Emotional wounds covered by scar tissue and flimsy bandages
That never healed us, only covered up our pain so no one could see it.
But we always knew it was there inside us
Just waiting to be triggered by the next bullet,
The next blade, the next unkind word
And we've traded our kindness for anger and hidden our love in hate.
Knowing that that's not who we are or even want to be
We're just trapped in a cell of emotion,
Fallen down a well full of broken-ness
And imprisoned in pain that we don't know how to heal.
God didn't make us like that.............
He made us in His image and His image is love,
His heart is love and His thoughts are of love,
His kingdom is love and His bounty is love
And love is what we're all afraid of the most.
So we disrupt His plans and go running away
From every open door, every road map that falls on our path,
Every circumstance He has worked on for years
To bless us and fix us and turn us around.
And I, am more guilty of that running than most
Fleeing when no one pursues, no threat is discerned
No evidence is presented and no danger seems imminent
Running and running when I should give myself up.
What is it about surrender that terrifies our soul?
Why hold onto pride when it comes before every fall?
Why do we stare down and back away from a blessing?
A blessing that can heal us and bring our hope back again?
I once stumbled over a rainbow and found hidden treasures
So many my back and my arms couldn't bear
And I fell in a well full of love never knowing
That the love I fell into was already there.
Already there, waiting for me to find it
Already there but my eyes could not see
It was already there just beyond the unlocked door
Waiting to give itself unto me.
And I tasted love and touched it's hand
I heard it's sweet voice softly say
"You've finally found the thing you wanted."
And I just screamed and ran away.
Look in my eyes, my searching friend
Into eyes of sorrow that rued my choice
I threw away my long sought joy
That called to me with tender voice.
For fear of hurt and fear of losing
I threw away the promise of
All of my dreams coming to pass
No longer pursuing, but running from love.
The irony is not lost on me
Believe me, friend, I see the jest
In what I'm saying and warning you
Love's student I was, but not the best.
But now I know and now I share
With all who'll listen and heed my call
Love hurts sometimes and love heals the hurting
So don't run from it's touch or fear the fall.
It's frightening to fall when you don't know what's waiting
And we've all reached to hearts that proved they didn't care
But when you fall in true love, love will be there to catch you
You can't fall into something that's not already there.
©By Voo
August 15, 2019
10:15 p.m.
copyrighted
Fallin by Michael Grimm
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Wednesday, August 14, 2019
Slip Through The Portal
Can't
Stay Away From You
Instrumental
Slip through the portal tonight in your dreams
And fear not the dragon for he's not what he seems
Meet me at midnight on the shore by the sea
And together we'll run far away, you and me.
We won't let them catch us or keep us apart
For they can't dismember this love in our hearts
It's as big as a mountain and as deep as the sea
And always has been and always will be.
I just want to be on this ship in your arms
So far away from the world and it's harms
I just want to see all the joy and surprise
Looking at me in your hazel green eyes.
I just want to taste the sweet kiss on your lips
Feel you caress me with your fingertips
I just want to know that what I feel is true
And sail into that dream world on this ship, with you.
©by Voo
Aug 13, 2019
8:41 p.m.
Copyrighted
recording of me reading the poem
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