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Friday, October 2, 2020

Only Lonely....A Disjointed Discourse at Four In The Morning


Only Lonely song
Hootie and The Blowfish

......Only Lonely.......
A Disjointed Discourse
At Four In The Morning



The clock ticks
Resounding reverberations mocking
Each tick like a heart beat
While silver stars made of dust
Are dancing in the moonlight
Streaming through cloudy windows
Onto the floor
Where I lie curled into a little ball 
Of hurt.


It's a quarter past four
A wine glass overturned,
Spills garnet red onto the polished wood
Inching slowly toward a book of poetry
That you gave me
When you met me
When you liked me
When you loved me.

A sudden wind visits
And rakes a wayward limb
Against the roof
A dog howls
A cat yowls
An owl awakens
And surveys his surroundings
And goes back to watchful sleep.

I wonder why I'm lying there
On the floor
In the dark
Covered only by my raven dark hair
And the blanket of moonlight
That rests upon
My flesh and form.

And then I remember
And I touch my wet face
And taste the wine on my tongue,
Push the book away from disaster
And upright
The crystal flute
Lying in it's wasted sea of Merlot.

Go away, teardrops! 
Run away, heartache!
Move along, memories!
Nothing to see here!
We've all seen this scene before.

Through season
Storm and sunny day
Since fate and luck
Took love away
Since all my hopes of loving you
And all my dreams did not come true.....

(Hey, I made a rhyme! I wrote a poem!)

We've been here before
This floor and I
Moonlight bathed
Tears in my eye
Wine and poetry in my hand
Longing for a loveless man.

There's nothing here
Stars haven't seen
Nothing here or in-between
Nothing, nothing
But the sound
Of clocks that tick,
Tears falling down.

I am not dying
I am not dead
Not intoxicated
In my head
I am not crazy
I'm still quite sane
I still have thoughts
Within my brain
But I hurt, I hurt
I miss, I miss
Your hard embrace,
Your tender kiss.......

Sigh

I stand now, stumbling
Holding onto empty air
For a moment, I almost call your name
But I catch myself
And stop myself
From making an even bigger fool
 Of my foolish self.

Up the stairs I climb
Very slowly....
Because I do not want
To fall into that empty bed
With it's pillows
Still indented
And scented
By your head.


The moonlight trails me
And lights the way
Glinting off your pictures lining the walls,
Our pictures,
Filled with happy smiles 
And anticipations
That never came to be.

Look at you there 
In the shadows, hiding
Hurtful things
In the corners of your eyes
Waiting to rob me like a midnight thief.

I will never let you see
How your leaving left me
Only the moon and the stars
Will know the pain that I feel 
Your love was not real
Nor were your smiles, so seductive
That they made me believe
That you were loving me only.

Tomorrow will be a new day
As this night fades into light
Not all nights are this bad
Not all days are this sad
In the morning I'll be almost alright
Tonight I'm
 Only lonely.
 




©by Voo Shining Stone 
10/1/2020

Thursday, October 1, 2020

The Poetry Of Rossetti Read by The Delectable Aiden Turner....Be Still My Heart....


 


Supreme Surrender

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Nuptial Sleep
 





Love sight
. .


Love's Redemption
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Love's Lovers
    .



                                                                 The Kiss

   









Voo Shining Stone
10/1/2020

Tuesday, September 29, 2020

Two Voices









Two Voices


Hateful words flying through the air

Like missiles and poisonous gas

They don't listen

Being so intent on trying to come up with

The next argument to prove how "woke" they are.


And let the people say.....I'm tired of this crap!!!


Anger's voice is too loud to talk over

We need a peacemaker like Ghandi, like Martin Luther King, like Jesus

The Bible says: Make no friendship with an angry man


Why?


Because an angry man is a walled city that can't be scaled

Bang your head on his wall, he won't hear you

He only hears the screams of his anger

Anger, non-righteous, is a demon that is only afraid of love

Righteous anger is good but even that must be laid aside

Before the sun goes down.


There comes a time

When weapons need to be laid down

And replaced by handshakes and hugs


And let the people say...I'm tired of war!


You can't rewrite history

You can only write the next chapter of the story

Let the poets and the lovers and the godly write that chapter

Take the thousand dollar pens out of the hands of the one per centers

It is they who wrote the previous chapters of hate and war

And made the innocent masses pay for their crimes.


And let the people say....Ain't that the truth!!!!


We know what's going on here,

We who have ears to hear

And eyes to see

We know who it is that loves war and hates peace

We know who it is that conquers by division

We know what drives men to madness 

And children to nightmares

We know.........................


And we know that the ancient law of "eye for an eye"

Only led to a world full of blind men

"Tooth for a tooth" led to teethless people made even more angry

By their inability to gnash their teeth

The only people who will attain peace in this world

Are those, like Chief Joseph, who say "I will fight no more again forever."

For fighting leads to fighting and killing of the body

Leads to killing of the soul.


And let the people say...... Somebody done growed a brain up in here!!!


All blood is red (unless you're a Martian)

And all men bleed the same color

Why?

Because we are of one race, one species, one family

Sly Stone said it well in "Family Affair" when he sang....

"One child grows up to be somebody that just loves to learn

And another child grows up to be somebody you'd just love to burn

Mom loves the both of them. You see it's in the blood.........


What am I saying?


 We are all one family, one blood

But depending on whose voice you listen to and follow.....

You will either be a good or evil member of that family

You will love your fellow man or burn in  the fire of your own anger

It's your choice to make

 Hate begets hate, love begets love

The Creator will still love you

 But He probably won't like you very much.


Why? 

Because you don't listen to the voice of Reason

But are swayed by the voice of Vengeance

There are only two voices in this world

One wants you to live in peace and love as you were made to love

And the other one knows...................

His time is short.


And let the people say.....Amen and Amen!


(now give me a High Five 

and a hug around the neck, Somebody!)

































©by Voo Shining Stone

Sept 29, 2020

8:34 p.m.




















Family Affair By The Family Stone