The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: WRITING ORIGINAL

The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: WRITING ORIGINAL: Writing Original by  ©Voo   (yeah, right!) Summertime and the living is easy.... No, wait! That's  been done! ...

CAUSE WE LOVE HIM

CAUSE WE LOVE HIM



HE SENT THEM OUT, SOME TWO BY TWO
AND THEY WENT THOUGH THEY DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO
OF HIS WILL AND HIS WANT, THEY HAD BARELY A CLUE
BUT THEY WERE SENT AND THEY WENT CAUSE THEY LOVED HIM.


THEY WENT THROUGH THE HIGHWAYS AND HEDGES AND THORNS
THEY WERE PELTED WITH STONES AND WERE TAUNTED BY SCORN
THEY WERE RIDICULED, MOCKED FROM THE DUSK TO THE DAWN
BUT THEY WERE SENT AND THEY WENT CAUSE THEY LOVED HIM.


MIRACLES HAPPENED AND THE CROWDS LARGE THEY GREW
HEALINGS AND DELIVERANCES AND SALVATIONS TOO
DEMONS RAN OUT WHEN THEY WERE COMMANDED TO
AND THE DISCIPLES' FAITH GREW CAUSE THEY LOVED HIM.


AND TIME WENT ON AND THE CHURCH GREW IN NUMBER
THERE WAS LITTLE TIME FOR SLACKING AND NO TIME FOR SLUMBER
LOST HUMANITY GOT FOUND AND THE WORLD WEPT AT THE WONDER
AND IT SPREAD ROUND THE EARTH CAUSE THEY LOVED HIM.


INNOCENT MEN, NEWLY FREED, NEWLY BORN
PREACHED IN THE MARKET PLACE TO THE LOW AND FORLORN
AND WALKED CARRYING THE GOSPEL TILL THEIR TIRED FEET WERE WORN
BUT THEY WALKED AND THEY TALKED CAUSE THEY LOVED HIM.


THEN CAME THE DAY WHEN THE LOST ONES REBELLED
AND DECIDED THEY'D RATHER CONTINUE ON INTO HELL
AND THEY SILENCED THE CHRISTIANS AND TOLD THEM NOT TO TELL
BUT THEY COULD NOT BE SILENT CAUSE THEY LOVED HIM.


AND THE WOLVES ROSE UP AND CORNERED THE SHEEP
DISPATCHED THEM AT NOONDAY AND SLAUGHTERED THEM IN THEIR SLEEP
DEVISED TORTURES ANEW TO MAKE THEIR CHILDREN WEEP
BUT THEY DIED IN THEIR JOY CAUSE THEY LOVED HIM.


AND THROUGH THE AGES, TIME'S MARCHED ON
AND CLOSER NOW ARE WE TO HOME
THE SHEEP TO THE SHEEPFOLD, TO THE PLACE WE BELONG
WE MARCH ON AND WE FIGHT CAUSE WE LOVE HIM,


THE WORLD IS FULL OF DANGEROUS SNARES
PITS OF PERSECUTION AND COFFINS OF CARES
THE WOLVES FAR OUTNUMBER THE SHEEP HERE AND THERE
BUT THE SHEEP GIVE THEIR LIVES CAUSE WE LOVE HIM.


NOW HERE AT THE EDGE OF THE END OF ALL THINGS
WE CAN LOOK INTO HEAVEN AND BEHOLD, OUR HEARTS SING
THOUGH THE WOLVES BITE AND BRUISE US, WE WILL GIVE EVERYTHING
AND WE REGRET NOT A THING CAUSE WE LOVE HIM.

©by Voo
June 5, 2004
1:40 p.m

When You Come Back Down

 

Stranded

 

Stranded

On an island in an ocean

Like a fish out of the sea

I am stranded like a shipwreck

With no one to rescue me.

In a desert without water

Dying slowly of my thirst

I am empty in my spirit

With my soul about to burst.

'Neath a sun that shines no warmth

And a sky bereft of star

I have no compass here to guide me

For I don't know where you are.

You have left me by the wayside

You have plunged me to despair

You have torn our bonds asunder

Left my love just standing there.

I don't know where I belong now

I can't navigate alone

There's no place to lay my head now

And no heart to call my home.

I am stranded, I am stranded

Robbed of all my joy and mirth

On an island in an ocean

On this sad and sun-less Earth.

©by Voo Shining Stone

Feb 18, 2023

Friday Night, Corner Table

 

Friday Night,  Corner Table

Friday night

Corner table

Candlelight,

Wine,

And you.

I'm so nervous

That I'll say something

Do something

Feel something

Wrong.

But 

Your eyes 

Shine over my face

Like sparkles on the ocean

Like a man on a mission.

Cheers, you say

And I nod,

Raise my glass,

Clink and let the just brought champagne

Glide it's way down my thirsty throat.

Are you happy?

I'm caught off guard

And I blink and laugh a small laugh

As the bubbles tickle my nose

And I feel your fingers on my wrist.

The band starts,

The busboy takes the dishes away

All the while smiling

And staring at me in my sequins

And freshly curled hair.

You signal 

For more vineyard nectar

Unless you want something more potent?

You query and I shake my head

No, thank you, I've had more than enough.

I turn my chair

Towards the stage

But you catch my arm

And turn me back to you

Not yet, you say, not just yet.

And we sit there

Watching one another

Wondering in low light

Swimming in questions

Drowning in song.

After three pieces, fast and slow

The maestro stops 

Holds up his hand and says

We have a special request

From the gentleman at the corner table.

He wants to know

If the girl of his dreams,

The lovely lady with the pretty curls,

The woman that's sitting there tonight,

Will be his wife?

And I gasp

And put my hand to my mouth

As you slip a ring onto my other. Will you?

You ask with your heart in your eyes. Will you be mine? 

But I am speechless.

This was going to be our last date

I had decided. I was tired of waiting.....

Our last date. I had been trying to find the words

But if you never read this poem, I guess

That's something that you'll never know.

©by Voo

Feb 17, 08

4:45 p.m. 

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