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Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Poet of the Light's poem "In Betweens"


 by Poet of the Light
Shed petals of a poet's whisper
Sep 25, 11:40 PM

In-betweens

I can be, be there
Between every happenstance
To save you- be the last
From everything that
Drowns you so easily
And often in bitter sea’s
Like an answer in a dream
When at last finally happens
I can be, be the fresh breathe of air
That changes things, all directions
And lets the sun come up- smiling
As the feeling of love covers you
While you lay within my arms gently
Yes I- I can be, be there, a difference
In all your nights and days
And even the way you think
About everything that- matters
If only you can save…me first

Poet of the Light © 2017




Monday, September 25, 2017

DREAMS THAT CANNOT DIE






Dreams That Cannot Die



Living life, that unswerving road, that follows no road map
We travel ever onward on past triumph and mishap
We stop at roadside flower stands and smell the rose's bloom
And buy ourselves some fragrance that begins to fade so soon.

We light a light there in the night 'twixt midnight and the dawn
We love the dark but more the spark that makes the darkness gone
We count off days in lovely ways but more oft than not, in gloom
And look for love to come our way but hardly make it room.

Our lives are busy, busy things, we breathe too fast to know
That death is always on our heels and needing fear to grow
We miss the sunsets in the west, sunrises in the east
And nibble tidbits here and there and miss out on the feast.

We do not learn, we only burn our energy in toil
And only grasp what has slipped past as we leave this mortal coil
We wonder why we cannot hear the song of birds so sweet
But the sound of birds and the poet's words are drowned out by our feet.

The music, the melody, the rhythm of dance, the symphony's refrain
The flute, the lute, the violin, the sound of pouring rain
The laughing child running free and wild, the heartbreak of a kiss
When we are old it's then we know that life is made of this.

Then aged heads will bow in sorrow, with weathered faces, sigh
And replay life that slipped away and dreams that cannot die
For life is not to be hurried through but savored as we live
And not a thing to be taken lightly but something that we give.



©by Voo
Jan 31, 2005 
2 a.m.
For Layne Longfellow

Saturday, September 23, 2017

NO MORE NIGHT







No More Night



It's not that darkness is beautiful
Or that in it's embrace
You find an ecstasy that cannot
Be felt in any other realm

It's not that.............

It's not that darkness is alluring
Or that in it's seduction
You find a place to be your true self
Without inhibitions

It's not that............

It's not that darkness is magical
Or that in it's magic illusions live
And you can deceive yourself into believing
That they are real

It's not that...........

What it is and always has been
Is that darkness is a hiding for ugliness,
A veil shielding the monstrous
And a book cover hiding the mysteries

It's that and more...........

What it is and always has been
Is that darkness came before light
And continually follows it around
Like death follows life

Darkness is the candle snuffer,
The lips that blow out the sun,
The background that allows the moon
To shine forth it's borrowed and counterfeit light

It has it's music, it has that
But music made up of sounds and howls
And screams and streams of ghostly footsteps
Walking in night, searching for day

It's not that darkness is lovely
Or has a beauty all it's own
But by covering up the blemishes of this world
It appears to be

And that is why we love it
And always will
Until there is no more night.











©by Voo
Sept 23, 2017
3:23 p.m.






Saturday, September 16, 2017

EYES, YOUR EYES



                                  NOT ALONE by   PROTOTYPE
  

Monday, September 11, 2017

Just In Case in memory of 911



Just In Case


Just in case tomorrow never comes
Just in case the sun forgets to shine
Just in case the world is drowned in tears
I'm writing this to say what's on my mind.

I hope you all have love living inside you
I hope you all have peace within your soul
I hope you all come through the fires now burning
Refined and finished, shining like pure gold.

This life is never promised to the careless
And those that think that this is all there'll be
For when this life ends, be it short or lengthy
That's when you'll walk into eternity.

So hug your friends and family 'fore tomorrow
And kneel your knees and pray away your strife
And give your soul to the only One can save it
For holding to this world can't save your life.

Tonight  might be the last night you lay dreaming
Today just may have been your final day
So leave nothing undone that needs the doing
Before the angels carry you away.

The world will never end, the scriptures tell us
But will be formed and shaped and made anew
But just because the earth will live forever
Doesn't mean that it's the same for you.

Over twenty years ago came September the Eleventh
A morning like all others come before
Nobody knew when they awoke that morning
That they would never walk back through their doors.

My heart is full of longing for my Savior
My soul is full of sorrow for mankind
So please tonight, make sure your souls are righteous
And let Love fill your hearts while there's still time.





                                                                TAPS

©by Voo
Sept 10, 07
11:11 p.m.