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Saturday, March 18, 2017

CLANDESTINE RAIN (the splendor of your laughing face)








Clandestine Rain
(the splendor of your laughing face)




Waiting in the carriage at the end of Summer Lane
I pulled the fur close to my neck for the fall of sudden rain
Had brought a chill into the air and the horses stamped their feet
They longed for home, they didn't care who I had come to meet.


The driver cleared his throat and pulled his cap low on his head
A lightning bolt flashed bright nearby and filled my heart with dread
I couldn't understand why you were tarrying so long
I needed wine and candlelight and my ears full of your song.


I needed you close in my arms and dazzling with your smile
The night wore on and thunder roared and accompanied me a while
I thought about your sweet, sweet face, I thought about your hands
That played the violin for me as my eyes devoured the man.


I thought about how you loved me in a way I've never known
A royal, true, and unlike you, with no home of your own
To palace bred and palace born, to loveless life unshared
Marriage arranged so cold, estranged, to a man that never cared.


And you, a gypsy, wild and free with raven eyes and locks
Living life on your own terms free of my rules and clocks
What splendor in your laughing face! What wonder in your eyes!
You brought a truth to life in me that had known, till then, but lies.

Clandestine meetings in the dark, chance meetings on the street
Your eyes would find me and my heart would fall down at your feet
The palace spies, they shadowed me, they looked to find my fault
So often did they spoil our joy and bring our plans to naught.


But sometimes, sometimes, did I slip past and meet you in the night
And share with you such happy times there in the candlelight
But here tonight, I wait for you in the carriage in the rain
And longing for you with a love that feels less like love than pain.


The driver stills the horses now who are chomping at their bits
Wild eyed, they scream in horses' tongues as the jagged lightning hits
My face is buried in my hands, I know that I should go
But if I leave, my soul will grieve and you'll come and will not know.


A letter! I think, I'll leave a note for you there by the tree
Where you oft leave your gifts and poems and carved a heart for me
I hurry to do the task and write, my hands trembling in the strife
But the smile on my lips dies as the carriage door opens
And a cold voice says "Hello, wife!"




© by Voo
Feb 10, 2005 
12:30 a.m.





Nocturne by Secret Garden


play the two videos at same time
for perfect soundtrack.......







I WENT DOWN DEAD AND CAME UP HALF ALIVE




                                    
 
 .....Vapor by Aleah...great song
                       adds so much to this experience....







I Went Down Dead
And Came Back half Alive




backstory.............

(Meeting you 
Was like the end of the blues
At the end of the lonely
At the end of the rainbow
On a Friday night in Memphis
Before the King died.)


There you were
In black leather and hair
Looking, pretending
Like you had not a care.....

And there I was standing
In my leather and lace
My heart like a time bomb
And my life on my face......

Devil in your heart
Devil in your mind
Devil in your intentions
So mistaken for kind.

I was a kid in a candy store
With no money to spend
And you were dark chocolate
Double-coated in sin.

In the shade of the Peabody
The ducks paraded on by
As your lips touched my fingers
Soft as clouds in the sky.

I was enamored by romance
I was dazzled by dust
You convinced me you loved me
We both know it was lust.

There was something inside me
That bid something in you
That then slithered up to me
Hiding lies from the true.

A white horse and white carriage

Rode us through all the rain
My arms pricked with red roses
That ignored all the pain.

To the junk yards of Memphis
With their rusted out cars
We ran singing the blues songs
That came streaming from bars.

In the back of a Thunderbird
With the storm on the roof
You said you wanted me so much
And then gave me the proof.

In the dawn we walked back
In the mist and the fog
To the calls of the whippoorwills
And the growls of a dog.

Our arms ‘twined up together
Our heads heavy with sleep
Our bodies emptied of yearning
And my heart digging deep.

“Till tomorrow.” you whispered
Kissed my cheek and was gone
And I stood in the shadows
So amazed and alone.

Falling later on my bed
The sun burgled inside
Like a thief stealing memories
There I laughed, then I cried.

          And I laughed through the noon time
And I laughed all the day
And I laughed till the darkness
Took the sunshine away.

Then I ran down to Downtown
And I looked for you there
To  the lobby of the Hotel,
To Beale Street and the Square.

I was breathless and anxious
Full of tension and fear
That you’d just been a vision
That my heart had brought here.

So I sat on an iron bench
All bereft and perturbed
Till a black motorcycle
Purred it’s way to the curb.

And your black glove, it beckoned
And I ran to your side
Threw my arms around your waist
As we roared off to ride.

Through the streets and the starlight
To the river of mud
Past the city and country
With such fire in our blood.

Our hair blown back like ribbons
In the sweet Memphis breeze
And we melded together
Like the bark and the trees.

To the grass on a hill top
‘Neath the moonlight so bright
There we clung like two dreamers
Holding on to the night.

And for days I just sleepwalked
As I waited for dark
And your beautiful brown eyes
Full of danger and spark.

So alive in your presence
Like I’d not been before
Just a dead woman walking
Through a mausoleum door.

Looking for something living
That I never had found
On the earth, in the heavens
In the sea, on the ground.

Till that night brought you to me
Out of vapor and hope
And then bound me forever
With a cruel velvet rope.

And your soft voice calls to me
Though I don’t see your face
I have searched every where
And have found not a trace.

But I feel you beside me
And behind and within
Like the caress of a raindrop
And a cold winter wind.

Love, you found me in Memphis
On that wet city street
As you rescued the roses
That had dropped at my feet.

And you smiled as you sang me
 “Are You Lonesome Tonight?”
Brought me joy and such misery
When you dropped from my sight.

I  don’t know what I’ve done
I don’t know what I said
I was dead when you met me
Now I’m only half dead.

Haunting me, you remain
In my heart and my mind
Where I still see your face
Though my eyes have gone blind.

To the pain and the pleasure
To the sun and the rain
Every night I go searching
Till I find you again.


end story……………….

(Losing you
Was like gasping for breath
At the end of a nightmare
At the end of the night
And lonely long nights in Memphis
After the King died.) 




By Voo
© April 8, 2012
9:28 p.m.










                                              .............R.I.P. Cousin E............see you on 
                                                 the other side..........

                               









EVERY REMNANT




Friday, March 17, 2017

SHARP PINK NAILS
























Sharp Pink Nails


Raking my sharp pink nails down my own shoulders

Shoulders that once you referred to as fragile
But shoulders that I know as strong enough to bear
The weight of the world and more
I thought of the way your kiss used to make me melt
Like honey and would burn me all the way down my belly
Like that German liquor you plied me with on our first date
I never understood you. That was your favorite thing to say
Never is a strong word but absolutely descriptive 
Of the truth of my understanding of you
How could I? You revealed nothing but scripted fantasy
You gave nothing but what would serve you best
You loved no one but yourself...............................
Thinking that the nail on my forefinger looked like a dagger
I ran it across my wrist, imagining what it would be like
To cut it deep and let it run with cleansing blood
Washing away your memory and the fact that
Ever since you left
I can't seem to feel anymore.


©By Voo

Dec 25, 2004
 5 p.m.