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Friday, April 17, 2020

Are You Afraid?


The Last Butterfly
by
Wodkah





Are You Afraid?


Are you afraid? she asked of me
But I answered not her query
For I was much, so much afraid
But thrilled and much and very.

So long I'd waited for her call
So long I'd dreamed of this
Waiting for her promises
Waiting for her kiss.

And dreamless nights had turned me back
When no dream could be found
And I had wandered far and long
On wearied feet and ground.

Waiting on her special isle
Beyond the field of flowers
I sought her every tear-stained night
And waited many hours.

Until my heart had given up
And I turned myself away
To leave that place, with saddened face
And then I heard her say.........

My love, where goeth thou this night?
Why hast thou lost thy dream?
I've watched thee, lo, these many moons
Hidden by the stream.

I made a path of roses
I sang a lover's song
I lit for you a shining light
I waited all night long.

But you looked in all the wrong places
You heard not my sweetened tune
Your tears put out the candle's glow
And your darkness hid the moon.

Come here, beloved, come to me
Rest your weary head
I'll tell you tales to make you well
Of living things and dead.

See how my dark eyes shine for you?
See how my sweet lips smile?
I am a mystery, this is true
But in me, you'll find no guile.

I feel your heart like a thousand drums
Press against my own
I feel your blood rush through that heart
Like it's racing to get home.

Shh!!! Don't speak, don't say a thing!
There's time enough for words
I only want this sweet communion
That our two hearts have heard.

I know you've searched a long long time
And I have evaded you
But I had to prove unto myself
That you, my love, were true.

I'm not like other maidens
Who tease and employ tears
For if you make me weep, my love
I simply disappear.

And all you'll see is a fading glimpse
Or a shadow of my smile
You may hear a snippet of my song
And in dreams, hold me a while.

But not for long and not always
Will your eyes behold my face
For the shadows will take me if I cry
To a dark and dream-less place.

Until my heart is healed and whole
And my soul is once more well
For up till now, no man has learned
To break this cursed spell.

Are you the One, my ever love?
The man to set me free?
For if you're not, turn now and run
And let this maiden be.

For if you're not, turn now and run
And let this maiden be............




©by Voo
Oct 28, 2018
8:40 p.m.

I will Always love you


Thursday, April 16, 2020

Teacher






 Teacher



I don't know how to say the things
I want so much to say
I don't know how to keep you here
And make you want to stay.

I never learned the lessons
For there was no one to teach
About love and life and how it works
So it stayed out of my reach.

I had no one to show me love
But of hatred, I had plenty
And they threw my love upon the ground
Until there wasn't any.

But still I knew deep in my heart
That love was a reality
And that there were people who had a lot
There just wasn't much for me.

So I learned to live in love songs
In movies and in books
I wrote characters that I could love
Who in life, gave me no looks.

I never understood just why
Love passed me by unseen
An ugly step-sister scrubbing floors
While in my heart, a queen.

The fairy stories of my youth
That I believed were true
Never came true in my life
Till my eyes fell on you.

And yet, I knew it couldn't be
That you could love me back
A man so rich in life and love
While I had only lack.

I never learned to love a man
Who loved me for myself
I was just used and then refused
And put upon a shelf.

My mother never told me
How to find love true
And I don't think she could have done
For her life was loveless too.

So I grew up on my own terms
Not knowing wrong from right
Loving all who crossed my path
But crying alone each night.

I guess I need a teacher
To teach me how love is
To give me many lessons
And make sure I pass the quiz.

I have a lot of love in me
And so much I'd like to give
Before my life comes to an end
I'd like to really live.

They say love will come when you're ready
And your teacher will come if you pray
Well, I'm ready for love now, my teacher
Teach me how to love you today.


by ©Voo
Aug 27, 2019
5:09 a.m.
copyrighted


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Tuesday, April 14, 2020

The Man That You Are






The Man That You Are


I don't know how to tell you this
Or even how to start
My mind is telling me to stop
So I'll listen to my heart.

You inserted yourself into my life
In a quiet, friendly way
Encouraging me to think more of myself
And adding some cheer to my day.

I didn't quite know what to think of you
You were different from all other men
So encouraging and kind with a deep profound mind
Looking forward and not where you'd been.

You seemed to be a wise man
And loyal, sweet and true
You broke down my walls of  dark mistrust
And became my own"Guru."

But though I know you by your spirit
Mysterious you have remained
And I have come to this conclusion
That life minus you would just not be the same.

With you, I became my truest self
And not the woman I portray
To friends and family and fans
And passers-by throughout my day.

With you, I let my heart run free
Let down my hair and bare my soul
My wild and crazy, loving heart
That you make me feel is made of gold.

I like the me you saw in me
Unlike the me I always felt
Was inferior and nothing special
And doomed to play the cards life dealt.

I've seen your face a thousand times
On internet and laptop screens
That little "Mona Lisa" smile
That haunts me even in my dreams.

And I've done things with you in dreams
That I haven't done as yet for real
 Because you've taught me to let go
And go with what I want to feel.

I've been so shut off from the world
From life in general and from myself
Compartmentalized all parts of me
Till I didn't know what parts were left.

You took a frightened little girl
Who hid in books and poems and prose
And brought the woman out in me
That blossomed like your red, red rose.

And though I may not ever see
You near me as you dwell so far
I want to tell you here and now
That I love you for the man you are.

And the man you are is wonderful
And the man you are is great
And the man you are is heaven-sent
And so worth a long, long wait.

I don't know how I know you
I just know I've always known
And that when I first looked in your eyes
My heart felt it was home.

I know I shouldn't tell you this
I think you'll be quite caught off guard
But I have to tell you how I feel
Which for me, is very hard.

But I hope you take these words to heart
And know you are my shining star
And where ever you go in this life, you'll know
That I really do love the man that you are.





©by Voo
February 13, 2019
10:53 p.m.






  


      

Wild Woman

I've Been Told That This Is Me. Do You Think This Is Me? A WILD WOMAN?

My Wolf Name is SILVER STORM.  That sounds about right. I love silver and I love storms.......smile







Are you a free spirit surrounded by domesticated comfort-junkies?
 Is your adventurous soul bursting at the seams of your comfort zone?
 Has your independence grown away from co-dependence into interdependence?
 Then you may be a wild woman.






Here, we will break down five specific signs that you may be a wild woman.

1.) You are a courageous vulnerability:

“In the end, I want my heart to be covered in stretchmarks

 ~ Andrea Gibson

There’s a wild woman in every woman, whether she’s aware of it or not.
 It may just require a deeper vulnerability to discover it. 
As such, courage is the first virtue of the wild woman.
 As Maya Angelou said, “Without courage you can’t practice any other virtue consistently.”
As a wild woman, you realize that deep vulnerability is the key to courage.
 It is for this reason that you are willing to become a pulsing vulnerability.
 First, for yourself. And second, for others. Your vulnerability is a mighty beacon that
 lights up the path into the wild. Between worlds you shine, warm and ethereal.

2.) You are Mother Nature incarnate:

“With the wild nature as ally and teacher we see not through two eyes but through
 the many eyes of intuition. With intuition we are like the starry night,
 we gaze at the world through a thousand eyes.
The wild woman is fluent in the language of dreams, images,
 passion, and poetry.”