Your Daily Paws

Day: September 22, 2007

  • 20070923-Shadow Man

    Felt on edge while late one night
    Paced back and forth – an exercise.
    Walking from parents’ bedroom
    Into dining room of no lights.

    Kept looking into the darkness
    With closet light behind our back.
    Saw my reflection straight ahead
    In a picture and shiny glass.

    Of my shadow I made picture.
    Clasped my hands on top of my head
    A big eyeball formed from my head
    With arms as outlines of an eye

    I kept staring, amused myself
    What came next was darkened stealth
    A shadow walked from left to right
    Rather quickly and out of sight

    A man looked downward to the floor
    Had a slouch as he walked on by
    With unseen hands inside pockets?
    Hairy body system was raised!

    Author’s note: A poem about my observation on August 2007 (maybe on the day of 23rd but I am not too sure since I’ve been quite lazy about journalizing on a daily basis recently). Shadow people do exist. Once again due to the instantaneous nature of these sightings, a photo or video was not available to capture this paranormal event.

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

  • 20070705-Budgie’s Ghost

    In July Two-Oh-Oh-Seven,
    Late afternoon of the Fifth:
    The ghost of Budgie visited.

    The sound of ‘thug’ as she landed
    Upon the swing of light yellow —
    Back and forth, we watched until none.

    Transfixed and still, no muscles moved:
    Four remaining parakeets looked
    Onward in the same direction.

    Yeyo from back, Budgsy from right,
    Simon and Pimon from the front,
    While I looked from five o’clock — right.

    Author’s note: A poem about my observation during an afternoon exercise prior to dinner and as to why the parakeets were scattering in their black cage.

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

  • 20070922-Victim’s Victory

    I am a winner! Victory is mine!
    I did what’s best for me and not for you.
    I did all you asked of me – a user.

    You are a loser! Victimhood is yours!
    You did what’s best for all and not for me.
    You did all they asked of you – a sinner.

    Which ball is correct – the ping or the pong?
    Am I always right and you always wrong?
    Is bigger better while harder is strong?

    Like a butterfly drawn to tasty sweets,
    she blindly flies into her handler’s shits.
    All the post signs say, ‘Stop and be careful’!

    You can’t stop me now as I fly away!
    No more beating, cheating or coveting.
    The Dark Ones taught me well: ‘You can’t hurt me.’

    Anymore… Now I see a different light.
    That our love doesn’t always conquer all —
    Except the free will to love ourselves more.

    Post Script:
    I will love you no matter what happens.
    I will be with you through faces of death.
    I will keep you alive though my heart aches.

    Author’s note: Inspired by poems from ‘Raytheon’ by Jayde, ‘Daily Thoughts’ by ‘1poet4man’ and ‘feelin it.’ by akquiredtaste… Guess I have a long way to go and figure out my true purpose in this current lifetime among the trials from and by TPTB – eeekkk!

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