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Friday, March 24, 2017

BEAUTY FOR MY EYES










Beauty For My Eyes

I found something I had never lost But searched for all my life I found some peace there in the pieces In the art work of the knife. That had ripped my soul to tiny shreds And left the scene of crime To find other victims of this fate And to blur my face with time. I found something I had never lost Because I never owned it I never knew a love that was true (Or at least, I've never known it.) For lies have been my daily bread And tears have been my feast I've begged for beauty for my eyes And only seen the beast. The cold hard truth is: love is cruel And pain it's only measure No scales have weighed an ounce of joy No real artist painted pleasure. But now I've found a canvas fresh A palette full and new And colors spring from my paint brush For I found myself in you. Now I can paint a rainbow Now I can sketch a dove And the loneliness that haunted my every footstep Has been banished by your love. I found something I had never lost I found it in your eyes I found the book of love and truth And tore out all the lies. The knife that ripped me is thrown away The teardrops all but ceased And joy immeasurable has filled me up Beauty's killed the beast.

words only ©by Voo
Nov 16, 2004
12:30 a.m.



Thursday, March 23, 2017

DANCING LIKE DELILAH





Dancing like Delilah


Dancing like Delilah danced
In robes of silken red
As she swirled to charm the secrets
Out of Samson's head.

Singing like a nightingale
In a quiet Parisian square
Songs to trap the wildest heart
And mesmerize me there.

Smiling like the Mona Lisa
Mysterious, nonchalant
Enticing me with cool indifference
While all your beauties flaunt.

Running down those silver streets
With rain about you falling
Turning to look back at me
With sweet entreaties calling.

Why must you taunt my gentle heart
And play your wicked games?
You, who hold my gifts of love
And will not speak my name.

I am a poor man, rest assured
Not rich by any means
I do not dare to touch the stars
Or live in lofty dreams.

But you, my love, you are my dream
I crave and want you so
And though you sway beyond my reach
I will not let you go.

Beguile me, yes, seduce me, yes!
In your darkness I will dance
Sing to me and charming be
But give my heart a chance.

For lost was I that fateful night
In moon's glow, my eyes fell
Upon your form and fairest face
And my life was plunged to hell.

A swirling dervish in female form
Your eyes, come-hither bold
I felt your fire on that garden path
Consume away my cold.

A madman you have made of me
A thing of teasing's tool
Though I am known for wit and wisdom
Of me, love's made a fool.

All of my secrets I would tell
If you, my love, would ask
I'd climb the highest heights for you
Perform the lowest task.

But you stand there with parted lips
And rip my soul in two
Turn your back and softly laugh
"I have no need of you."




     













 











Still Lost by Tom McRae
inspired the write....


©by Voo
Aug 12, 07




Wednesday, March 22, 2017

UNFINISHED the written and spoken word versions






Unfinished



When I, in lonely silent waves
Of sound, surround myself with you
Your face imprinted on my mind,
Your eyes like candles, shining,
I hold you there with terror'd fingers,
Reaching through dark rain filled clouds
To find the sun of suns.


Upon the night wind in my soul,
You fly to me like driven angels 
Breathing my name in and out
A mantra without end
So far away, the sight of you,
Yet near enough to taste
I reach for you, I yearn for you, my hungry heart to hold.


If I could dream, I'd dream you here
Within my empty arms
Your love, a fountain I'd pour out
Upon my barren fields
And I, in turn, like unborn flowers
Would bloom for you forever
Instead, I wither needlessly, like a crushed rose on the road.


I met you on a friendless sea
When there was naught before us,
But sand and sky and unvoiced hope
And furtive fevered sighs
And then we turned and walked beyond
Where trembling hands might touch
Looking back and looking back and walking ever on.


There is a song my soul would write
And you, it's sweet refrain
Relentless, in it's melody
And tears, to my eyes, bring
If God should bring you towards me now,
I'd run on broken glass
And never turn and never turn but keep my eyes on you.


This void, this chasm, in me now
With each day, wider grows
I can't be whole, I know that now,
Because I saw your face
It may never be that you find me,
And that sun may never rise
And my life will end, an unfinished song, because I don't have you.







© by Voo
April 16, 20011
1:24 a.m.
For S.
the man I walked away from
and the man who walked away.
a true story.........




                                           my video of me reading this poem
                                                       UNFINISHED

HUSH-A-BYE LULLABY FOR THE BOY THAT I LOVE






















 Hush-a-bye Lullaby 
                  For The Boy That I Love



Rock-a-bye baby on the wings of a dove
Hush-a-bye sweetheart in the soft arms of love
Rush now to Dreamland on the breath of the night
Mama will see you in the morning's first light.

Sweet little baby, sweet little one
Gentle and tender with your life just begun
Running all day in discovery's joy
God's love all wrapped up in the form of a boy.

Dream now, my darling, dream of the day
Coming tomorrow and the pleasure of play
Spontaneous kisses and hugs given free
Your face such a treasure from Heaven to me.

Sleep, little angel, in pure innocence
Renew your engine, your energy's spent
So much to look at and so much to learn
Jump up and fall down and do and discern.

Your journey's beginning and mine has begun
To see life anew in the spirit of fun
Childhood is precious and too soon is gone
But the memories will hold me when I'm all alone.

Promise me, precious, you won't grow up too fast
I'll slow down the clocks and I'll make this time last
I'll fly you forever on the wings of a dove
I'll rock you to sleep in the soft arms of love.




©by Voo
Aug 30, 07
9 p.m.





WARRIOR WOMEN



Loreena McKennitt- Kecharitomene





Warrior Women



We are the warrior women
We, who conquer fears
Except the one that comes at night
That creeps in with our tears.

The fear that quietly says to us
“You’ll never know a man
Who’ll love you like you need to be
Who’ll fit the master plan.”

That fear that does not talk to us
In daylight, morn or noon
But waits to torment us with night
In silent streams of moon.

Our days are filled with woman’s work
With care, concern and chore
We take care of the ones we love
And cry inside for more.

We feed and clothe and garden
We shop and sew and mend
We wait for love to pass us by
And notice us again.

We drive and file and organize
We wash and iron and fold
We open windows to the warmth
And bar them from the cold.

We cook and bake and regulate
We pay unending bills
We kiss away the little hurts
And nurse away the ills.

We fall in tired and weary beds
With day just hours away
Escape to dreams made out of hopes
That waking tongues can’t say.

Warriors, all we, in this world
Fierce and bold and strong
Women, soft and sad and wise
Who see the right and wrong.

We slay the daily dragons
Protect the innocent
Stand up to the unjust ones
From whom our woes are sent.

There isn’t much that we can’t do
If we are forced to do it
We grit our teeth, roll up our sleeves
And then we just get to it.

Warrior women, young and old
And black and white and brown
Yellow, tan and all between
They cannot keep us down.

Except at night, when shadows walk
And heartache makes it’s call
It’s then we let our hearts run loose
It's then, sometimes we fall.

It’s not that we cannot exist
Without a man to hold
But life without love’s tender touch
Soon withers and dies old.

Warrior women, without love
Stand strong against the world
Keeping order with stoic face
That conceals the little girl.

We need some shoulders to lean on
And loving, seeing eyes
That know it’s time to hold us close
When the warrior in us cries.

We are the warrior women
We overcome the pain
But the little girls in us need love
Until we’re strong again.










by Voo
Aug 19, 2010
9:44 p.m.





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