I am a Storyteller, first and foremost. This is my blog for poetry, prose, stories, excerpts of my novels and videos. Life poetry, prophetic poetry, poetry for all genres. I think you'll find yourself here if you read long enough.
Sunday, May 17, 2026
ATTENTION READERS AND FANS!
Just found out that if you have any kind of AD Blocker it will prevent you from playing You Tube Music Videos on the Blogs! It's always something, huh??!!! But I figured it out after panicking**************************It just happened last night
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Saturday, May 16, 2026
The Fire That We Make
The Fire That We Make
You walked in the door
And the room lit up like
A 4th of July grand finale
And a Christmas tree trimmed
With ten thousand stars
My god!
You were an answer to a prayer
And a dream come true
Strutting in like a man who knows
Who he is and what he wants to be
Our eyes made contact
And the chemistry sent flames
Through our veins
And arrows of love into our hungry hearts
It was music, it was magic
It was a tsunami of longing
That could only be sated one way
And it would not be denied
Not then, not now, not ever
It was a fire unquenchable
And a storm that would never be quieted
No matter how senselessly we tried
And here today, tonight
We still feel the flames
Reaching out like fingers
Responding to silent screams
My fire, your fire entwins
Liquifying like streams of lava
All yearnings consuming
In the fire that we make.
©️by Voo Shining Stone
5/15/26
Desperate Characters repost
start music now
Desperate Characters
Desperate characters
we dance in the dark
trying to capture
that magic, that spark
Wining and dining
and yearning to feel
the way that we did once
when true love was real
Desperate characters
we probe with our eyes
and try to detect there
the truth and the lies
Hoping for something
that can't be replaced
by strangers and others
that time has erased
Desperate characters
we give it a whirl
out there on the floor
the ballroom of the world
Of loving and losing
and losing some more
two ships without anchors
that have crashed on the shore
Still looking for magic
and longing for home
cause a house is just shelter
when you live alone
Desperate characters
trying so to be brave
holding onto a moment
that the heart cannot save
Then the music, it stops now
and the bright lights come on
in the dark, I was hopeful
but I'm leaving alone.
©by Voo
Sept 13, 2005
1:23 a.m.
Fabian Perez
painter of these marvelous paintings............
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