Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Day: March 20, 2006

  • 20060320-Urgently Patient

    The call came for another last minute, urgent request.
    She felt her system undergo an arrest.
    The angel books helped soothe her still angered nerves.
    The fat little pest summoned her to serve.

    The hard working angel will patiently wait.
    She flies the ley lines while greedy elites hate.
    Many moons and suns have shone their own true lights.
    The annoying call prompted her to take a quick flight.

    Her patience in this is brought forth from within.
    This is a test for happiness to begin.
    Others wonder why she takes on this harsh service.
    They don’t know this is her funeral service.

    The theme applies for those who wins or looses.
    The reality is which side chooses.
    There paths in this lifetime offer her the best.
    All her endeavors seem like an endless quest.

    Her inner aspect says there’s no time to waste.
    She waits patiently to avoid harm in haste.
    Although she lacks the wings of an angel’s charm,
    she is within reach of her beloved’s strong arms.

    Revised on 07-17-2006 at 07:27AM…

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060320-Grumbling Grays

    Loud thunders grumbled loud at four twenty-two today.
    The clouds are low and menacingly gray.
    Lights at work dimmed prior to this hearing.
    A battle between forces is nearing.

    At four twenty-seven, the grumblings resumed.
    Peoples startled reactions means we’re doomed.
    People at work make brief conversations.
    Sudden laughter sounds like celebrations.

    The thunder did cease and not exciting.
    No crackling sounded of scary lightning.
    The weather continued to drizzle today.
    Some blue sky and sunset pushed gray.

    Two rainbows showed brighter than the other.
    One rainbow had sharp contrasting colors.
    The double rainbow showed out of the gray.
    Light and love exist from saying, Yahweh.

    Revised on 07-14-2006 at 07:08PM…

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060320-Twiddler’s Sums

    The twiddling thumbs of hers go round and round.
    Fiddling sums of money go round and round.
    Where these two stop she does not care or know.
    She keeps twiddling due to lack of this dough.

    Fiddlers could dance on her rooftop this time.
    Bakers could work throughout the kitchen grime.
    The twiddle, however, could not be stilled.
    She waits for the dough to rise with its thrills.

    The warmth of bread rises up to the nose.
    Her ravished eating goes money blows.
    The fiddler plays his melodious tune
    as he eats her soup with a silver spoon.

    The night draws near as she sighs with her yawn.
    She heads home down a river like a swan.
    She rides in her car, which rolls towards home.
    Her black beaded purse contains her black comb.

    She strokes her raven hair down from a bun.
    She jokes to herself that tonight was fun.
    She danced and dined and enjoyed some red wine.
    She met a man who was gorgeous and fine.

    Her thumbs twiddle through times of thick and thin.
    In the end, she will always wear her grin.
    When love is lost, stolen and forgotten,
    money gained and not shared ends up rotten.

    Revised on 07-14-2006 at 07:26PM…

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060320-Empty Blog

    This world is empty. My mind is empty.
    There’s nothing to blog but breathe indoor air.
    My thoughts are pointless. My words are fruitless.
    My eyes opened to the monitor and stare.

    The world is broken. My heart is broken.
    There is nothing to fix but breathe outdoor air.
    My dreams are scattered. My hopes are shattered.
    My eyes opened to the Sunlight and glare.

    Revised on 07-09-2006 04:49PM…

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.

  • 20060320-Haughty Locks

    The gray clouds have poured rain from its storming.
    I had washed my long black hair this morning.
    It is slightly kinky and very thick.
    No hair product could make flyaway stick.

    People admired my highlights with pride.
    I had my dry hair permed, bleached blond and dyed
    and shortened, layered or feathered as well.
    Longer hair behaves better and looks swell.

    A lady had beautiful locks that curled.
    She raved of its beauty from her small world.
    She’d wash her hair from an old river place.
    She kept it well coifed upon her proud face.

    One day she awoke. And what did she find?
    Tightly knotted hair, magically entwined!
    The bayan had to cut off her fine locks.
    She went hysterical, lived in a box.

    She stepped on an invisible creature,
    or Nuno, who did not like her feature.
    Their anthill should not be disturbed with harm.
    Say “tabi tabi po” to pass their charm.

    Revised on 07-17-2006 at 03:10AM…

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved.