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Wednesday, March 31, 2021

My Darling Among Them Devils....a nutty song written on myspace for a guy

My Darling Among Them Devils


Let's see: Verse 1

Oh, my darling went north one dark cloudy day
To work with the yankees and such
To work in the factory to make us some money
And oh, Lord, I miss him so much.

Verse 2

Now, we've been a living with his momma and daddy
For nigh on about thirteen years
And we dream of having our own little trailer
But he never could find a job here.


Chorus

Oh, darling, my darling among all them devils
Up there in the cold all alone
Don't let them yankees change you, little darling
Work hard and then hurry on home.


Verse 3

Down here in the South, we're so loving and giving
Up there in the North, I've heard tell
That all of them yankees are cold hearted strangers
And most of them came straight from hell.


Verse 4

Your momma has baked you a big ole opossum
Your daddy has brewed you some "shine"
We miss you so much, dear, down here in the holler
Tell them yankee gals you are mine!


Chorus

Oh, darling, my darling among all them devils
Up there in the cold all alone
Don't let them yankees change you, little darling
Work hard and then hurry on home.


spoken sad part:

Oh, darlin', my darlin', among all them devils
A drankin' and livin carefree
Send me your paycheck or you'll find, little darlin
That they aint half as devilish as me.....


©by Voo
July 27, 07
1:16 a.m. 

Inside The Bud



Inside The Bud



Inside the bud, the bloom
Inside the bloom, the scent
Inside the scent, the memory
Of all that you have meant.

Inside my mind, the pictures
Inside my heart, the joy
Inside the pictures, the progression
Of the true man from the boy.

Inside the boy, the lover
Who longed to be set free
To be loved and be loving
And who now lives to love me.




spur of the moment
by Voo©
Feb 19, 2020
upon seeing this rose




I Play For You A Violin























I Play for you a Violin



I play for you a violin
And song so soft and sweet
I keep my eyes downcast, demure
As I sit at your feet.

I play for hours at your request
Till time has lost it's meaning
And candles burn down to their wicks
And night is slowly weaning.

Before the dawn has fully come
You hold your hand up high
And bid me stop my melody
Arise and say goodbye.

You do not look back at my face
Tearstung and raised to light
You do not see the love I bear
As you pass from my sight.

A servant girl, that's all I am
With gifted hands to play
Sweet melodies to comfort you
From torments of your day.

A king of royal dynasty
A man of power and yet
You find no peace in power's grasp
No love in life's plan set.

And so I play and so you listen
In silence, just we two
Night after night till daylight breaks
And my heart breaks for you.

You have no inkling of the love
I feel there as I play
Pretending you are mine alone
Till morn takes you away.

To kingly duties, kingly demands
The power of life and death
There in your words, there in your hands
There in your very breath.

All day I wait till midnight comes
For the summon and the call
Your weary face so full of woe
Till at your feet I fall.

And I play for you my violin
Pray peace into the gloom
Wait for your sigh with tear filled eyes
As my love fills up the room.



©by Voo
April 28, 2007
3:45 p.m.

Already There




Already There



Walking through life
We stumble sometimes
Upon unlocked doors......

And we hesitate, wondering
If we should open that door
That is standing there ajar, beckoning
For us to take a chance.

There may be danger lurking there,
There may be terrifying consequences,
Or there may be something wonderful
We never know.

And some of us will never know
Because we are too afraid to take that chance
And so we flinch and jerk back our hands,
Leave the door ajar for someone else to open.

And someone else does bravely open that door
And discovers all sorts of fantastic things waiting inside:
A new job, a home, the love of a lifetime,
The answer to a prayer, our prayer, but we were too afraid.

Afraid to try because we are scarred by rejection,
Crushed by hurt and traumatized by terror
Emotional wounds covered by scar tissue and flimsy bandages
That never healed us, only covered up our pain so no one could see it.

But we always knew it was there inside us 
Just waiting to be triggered by the next bullet,
The next blade, the next unkind word
And we've traded our kindness for anger and hidden our love in hate.

Knowing that that's not who we are or even want to be
We're just trapped in a cell of emotion,
Fallen down a well full of broken-ness
And  are imprisoned in pain that we don't know how to heal.

God didn't make us like that.............

He made us in His image and His image is love,
His heart is love and His thoughts are of love,
His kingdom is love and His bounty is love
And love is what we're all afraid of the most.

So we disrupt His plans and go running away
From every open door, every road map that falls on our path,
Every circumstance He has worked on for years 
To bless us and fix us and turn us around.

And I, am more guilty of that running than most 
Fleeing when no one pursues, no threat is discerned
No evidence is presented and no danger seems imminent
Running and running when I should give myself up.

What is it about surrender that terrifies our soul?
Why hold onto pride when it comes before every fall?
Why do we stare down and back away from a blessing?
A blessing that can heal us and bring our hope back again?

I once stumbled over a rainbow and found hidden treasures 
So many my back and my arms couldn't bear
And I fell in a well full of love never knowing
That the love I fell into was already there.

Already there, waiting for me to find it
Already there but my eyes could not see
It was already there just beyond the unlocked door
Waiting to give itself unto me.

And I tasted love and touched it's hand
I heard it's sweet voice softly say
"You've finally found the thing you wanted."
And I just screamed and ran away.

Look in my eyes, my searching friend
Into eyes of sorrow that rued my choice
I threw away my long sought joy
That called to me with tender voice.

For fear of hurt and fear of losing
I threw away the promise of
All of my dreams coming to pass
No longer pursuing, but running from love.

The irony is not lost on me
Believe me, friend, I see the jest
In what I'm saying and warning you
Love's student I was, but not the best.

But now I know and now I share
With all who'll listen and heed my call
Love hurts sometimes and love heals the hurting
So don't run from it's touch or fear the fall.

It's frightening to fall when you don't know what's waiting
And we've all reached to hearts that proved they didn't care
But when you fall in true love, love will be there to catch you
You can't fall into something that's not already there.


©By Voo
August 15, 2019
10:15 p.m.
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