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Wednesday, August 3, 2022

The Man That Changed My Life





The Man That Changed My Life



People come and people go
In and out of  every life
Friends and lovers
Acquaintances
Sometimes a husband 
Or a wife.

If we are lucky, someone appears
Like no one else has ever been
And makes us forget all of the others
Be they lover, mate or friend.

And when they come into our lives
They fill a void that's always there
From our day of birth until our death
That can't be filled by another's care.

I do not pretend to understand that
I guess God decided and made it thus
So all our lives we look for something
To fill that hole inside of us.

And I, like you, have searched forever
For things or people to set us free
And never found the thing we needed
Till we found it in you and me.

And oh, the things that you taught me!
Found talents hidden in my soul
You dug them out and polished them
And made them shine just like pure gold!

And I found in you what had been lost
Things so precious and so rare
Things no one else knew existed
But things that flourished in my care.

You changed my life and I hope
That I changed yours in some small way
You're now a part of my little heart
And there in my night and in my day.

So funny, funny are you to me
You make me smile and laugh out loud
You bring me joy when I least expect it
You are my sun in every cloud.

My other self I didn't know
Until I saw me in your eyes
And you saw you inside of mine
Much to your hard fought surprise.

You take the place of a thousand people
Who enter and leave quietly
Within the confines of my life
But none mean what you mean to me.

Wherever you end up, my love
Wherever on this earth you go
Remember I am always there 
Remember too, I need you so.

And in my heart, I recognize
Even if you can't yourself
That I've changed you by excavating
The treasures in your hidden depths.

Things that make you who you are
But more the man that you can be
A lover, a warrior, a man of God
When I look at you, that's what I see.





©By Voo Shining Stone
July 29, 2019
11:53 p.m.




Tuesday, August 2, 2022

A MAN AGAIN






Love Come the song that inspired the write.......





A Man Again


My life is like a shadowed room
With sun afraid to shine
But I would throw the windows open
If only, you were mine.

Cobwebs full of memories
Hang ’round this silent place
And everywhere my eyes might look
It’s there I see your face.

There is no music in this house
Except within my head
It followed you right out the door
Glanced back, and then fell dead.

I look around and see myself
A remnant of a man
A ghost that has no one to haunt
A soul without a hand.

For I would reach that hand to you
And let you taste my tears
And I would show myself to you
And let you see my fears.

If only you would come to me
If only you would come
And turn this ravaged heart of mine
Into your home sweet home.

It rains here every single night
It thunders out my pain
I cannot look upon the light
Till I see you again.

My bed lies un-used and un-made
For I no longer sleep
My dreams are fragile waking things
Not real enough to keep.

But midnights in the lightning’s flash
The mirror shows you true
Standing here alone with me
In love like I’m with you.

I do not move for if I do
Your sweet face fades away
And all my love and all my need
Cannot make you stay.

So I stand still and do not breathe
And do not speak out loud
But love you with my hungry eyes
No longer, cold and proud.

For when I was a mortal man
And not this apparition
I took for granted all I had
So full of supposition.

Then I woke up, a broken man
In this broken home
My sad voice echoing off the walls
Begging you to come.

Love, come, love, come!
Live here with me again
Bring back the days I counted loss
Not knowing what I’d gained.

The past is never truly gone
I know that for a fact
But show me where you threw my love
And I’ll go get it back.

My life is like a shadowed room
And your smile is the sun
If you’ll just meet me halfway, love
The rest of the way, I’ll run.

I’d tear these dusty cobwebs down
If you gave me a sign
I know I could be a real man again
If  you were only, mine.






©by Voo
April 26, 2011
9:31 p.m.




Monday, August 1, 2022

FAST FORWARDED

                                                                                                                                        

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   













LIVING INSIDE MY HEAD (for the saddest man I know)


Living Inside My Head

(poem from a lonely man)




My imagination runs wild sometimes and sometimes I reign it in

My mind goes off into the great unknown, seeking the great unseen
And looking for the great unfound to bring it home to the great unloved
Which is me, but then you don’t know that because you don’t know me.

So, I’ll tell you a little about myself here and now while you’re reading this poem

About me, written by me and for me and to me and because of me
I live inside my head. I mean to say, I live in my dreams and not in reality
I read books and I go to plays and I watch t.v. and I attend movies and I….....

I pretend that they’re about me. I read poetry and I tell myself that

The poems are written to me and about me (and most of them are)
Especially the melancholy ones, the sad stories, the lamentations and such
I read the poetry and I cry because the words are so beautiful, you know? And true.

I love Shakespeare. I love his way with language. I love his metaphors

His imagery, his sharp wit and rapier tongued heroines and heroes
I love his world of flowery prose and macabre, dark death scenes
His tragedy and triumph, pleasure and pain, heartbreak and true love found.

I’d love to live within those pages and act out those scenes that I love,

That I have memorized and quoted and shared with only a few
Books are like beloved friends to me and more precious than I can tell
They never hurt me except when I want to be hurt in their reading.

They never change, their plots stay the same, their dialogues comfort me

But they cannot hold me. Or kiss me. Or love me the way I need to be loved
They can only tell me of how how it feels or sounds or smells or tastes
And they make me feel even lonelier when I finish the pages and put them away.

I walk down the city streets and I see life going on all around me

And I die inside myself. I bleed. From wounds no one else can see
Nevertheless, I bleed and doctor myself the best I can
And put on a brave face and laugh
And do what I have to do the best way I know how, the only way I can.

Living inside my head, dreaming within my heart,

Waiting for God to bless me
 With love and joy and dances in the dark.
 Poetry in someone’s eyes. And reality
I have big dreams, I do. Wild, incredible, fantastic things that I want to do
With someone walking by my side, dreaming the same dream
Wanting the same things that I want.

Someone that knows how to pull this stuff out of me

 And make it real and wonderful and do-able. Do-able.
What an incredible word! Do-able. Existing in real life and not just in fantasy
The way it has always been for me.
 Cause there’s never been a hand in my hand
Showing me the way.

I’m tired of living inside my head, loving inside my dreams,

Existing inside a book
I want to live outside of me and what I can imagine and wish. I want to live!
Damn itI want to live! But you don’t know that about me, do you?
You see this blank face and this placid exterior
And you think I’m  just an average Joe.

But you don’t know. You have no idea the wild man I am inside

The crazy lunatic I’d like to show you
 Without driving you away wide eyed in terror
The truth now: the real me, coming up, served barefaced and open
My guts hanging out and my heart exposed 
And my soul longing for solace in your hands………

The lover, the poet, the warrior, the dreamer

The maker of dreams come true
I’m showing you myself, you’re reading my heart
I want to live. With you.




©By Voo
May 23, 2004
8 p.m.

An absolutely true story gleaned from the soul of someone who

is like the dog that chases the car and doesn't know what to do
with it once he gets it................sigh




  Please Come to Boston

 by Dave Loggins



Sunday, July 31, 2022

Elvis Quotes







          America........

Ain’t nowhere else in the world where you can go from driving a truck to driving a Cadillac overnight

       . I didn’t know what I wanted to do as a kid. But I used to pray to God that I’d amount to               something some day. I never dreamed that something like this would happen.


  • Just because you look good don’t mean you feel good.

  • Folks always look good in their coffins. 

  • The most beautiful thing in the world to me is a baby lookin’ as pretty as her mama 

  • It’s not how much you have that people look up to you it’s who you are. 

  • I never believed that anything was a coincidence. There’s a reason for everything that happens dreams tells us that we’ve got to be smart enough to interpret

  • When you let your head get too big it’ll break your neck.

  • A person’s eyes tell you more that their words I’m sort of getting tired of being Elvis Presley.

  • The image is one thing and the human being is another. It’s very hard to live up to an image

  • The world is more alive at night, it’s like God ain’t looking. I don’t believe that death is the end. 

  • You can’t breathe or even go to the bathroom without them knowin’ about it. 

  • I never hated anything so much in my life as I have the army. It’s an excellent experience.
    It let’s you find out how other people think and live. 

  • Gospel music is the purest thing there is on this earth 

  • People who read sex into my music have dirty minds.

  • I’ve always lived a straight, clean life.

  • I don’t set any kind of bad example. My music appeals to teenagers because it’s strongly emotional. 

  • When rock-n-roll dies out another type of emotional music is going to take its place.

  • Then I can sit on my back porch at Graceland and remember the good ol’ days. 

  • I believe in the Bible. I believe that all good things come from God.
    I don’t believe I’d sing the way I do if God hadn’t wanted me to. 

  • Music should be something that makes you gotta move inside and outside
    Music is like religion when you experience them both it should move you Rock and Roll music 

  • I don’t think it’ll ever die completely out because they’re gonna have to get something mighty good to take its place. 

  • My songs are a way of caressing people with my voice 

  • I like acting better that I do TV because if you goof in a movie you can go back and take it over. 

  • Hollywood had lost sight of the basics. They’re a lot of fancy talkers who like to pigeonhole you. 

  • Only the only thing worse than watchin’ a bad movie is bein’ in one. 

Talent is bein’ able to sell what you’re feeling.