Month: May 2007

  • 20070506-Dream Journal

    The Feds visited my dreams!
    Looked around my neighborhood
    They went into my backyard
    From the right side of the fence.

    One bent over to pick up
    A green muffin-sized object
    And tossed to another fed
    They laughed out loud as I looked.

    They took another muffin —
    a larger skillet-sized one
    With golden shavings inside.
    Some resin was sticking out.

    I explained it healed the Earth.
    These were my gifts to the Earth.
    I told them that it contained
    Resin and aluminum.

    I followed them to their van,
    Which was located nearby
    And adjacent to our house.
    There were people over there.

    I never saw my objects
    Again as I held two more
    In each hand behind my back.
    And I continued to stare.

    A black man came up to me
    And asked if I was with the
    Government. But I smiled back
    At him and didn’t answer.

    He proceeded to enter
    To the front door of our house.
    He opened with his left hand.
    He was to my left hand side.

    I stepped in front of him and said,
    ‘I’m the only one of four
    Living inside of this house.’
    We both walked down the driveway.

    And towards the house in front.
    He said the objects hurt him.
    He was to my right hand side.
    He showed me both of his eyes —

    First the left and then the right
    The darkness of his pupils
    filled the whiteness of his eyes
    And then returned to normal.

    I apologized to him.
    And we both laughed well out loud.
    I told him that these muffins
    also hurt me. We walked more.

    A poem of twelve stanzas with seven syllables in free-verse.

    Author’s note: My dreams this year regarding healing the Earth have increased. Please continue your boosting efforts by gifting. They are really desperate for some LOVE.

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

  • 20070505-Bye Budgie

    Bye bye budge of big tummy
    Around noontime of screaming pain
    Silence of white paper towel shroud

    ‘Paw’ digs soil one feet deep
    Yellow leather glove
    Green spade shovel

    Under the sun out back
    Prayers saying, winds blowing
    Tears flowings, camera taking

    For-give my death thoughts unending
    Into re-incarnation or bird heaven
    Take with you our thanks for being here
    awhile…

    A tearful poem in free-verse.

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

  • 20070505-Blessed Realm

    God loves to discriminate.
    Egg first then chicken debate
    Fleece white snow or gray slate
    Set her curves against his straight.
    Religious dogmas and state
    Childlike mind to old fart rate
    Nature and nurture create

    God loves to recriminate.
    Breaking the covenant’s crate
    Anger, jealousy and hate
    Idol worship desecrate
    Steal or kill in dire strait
    So hard to find a good date
    Trespass through the pearly gate

    God loves to retaliate.
    Matters by atomic weight
    With hook, line, sinker and bait
    False hope by ‘lying’ and wait
    Communication debate
    Harming nature mutilate
    Free-will commingled with fate

    God loves to reciprocate.
    Concept of the weightless state
    Nothingness in figure eight
    Inward – a quiet sedate
    Thoughtful sounds of plucking trait
    Unity and procreate
    Eternal truths loving mate

    A poem of four, seven stanzas with seven syllables in monorhyme.

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

  • Spam-Fri, 04 May 2007 08:24:58 -0400

    fidelisrichard@aol.co.uk wrote:

    Subject: kindly assist
    Date: Fri, 04 May 2007 08:24:58 -0400
    From: fidelisrichard@aol.co.uk
    To: undisclosed-recipients:;

    Attan;
     
    please I am Fidelis Richard, the only son of late Dr James Richard, from Liberia. I Know that my message will come to as a surprise to you but however,I am writing you in absolute confidence primarily to seek your assistance to help claim our cash of Eleven million Two hundred thousand dollars($11,200,000 ) now in the custody of a security company here in Ghana, Pending our arrival to your country.

    SOURCE OF THE MONEY My late father,Dr James Richard,a native of mender district in the Northern province of Liberia, was the general Manager of Liberia mining co-operation (L.M.C.) Monrovia. According to my father.This money was the income acquired from mining co-operation’s over draft and minor sales.

    Before the peak of the civil war between the rebels forces of major Charles Taylor and the combined forces of ECOMOG peace keeping operation that almost destroyed my country, following the forceful removal from power of the Civilian Elected President Samuel Ddo by the rebels.

    My father had already made arrangement for his family, my mother,my little sister and myself to be evacuated to Ghana,Accra with our personal effects, My father deposited the fund  with the security company here in Ghana as consignment containing family precious items before the war in my country.when he will join us, During the war in my country.

    My father including other top Government functionaries Were attacked and killed by the rebels,because of his relationship with the civilian Government of Samuel Ddo. As a result of my father death,and with the news of my uncles involvement in air crash in January,dashed our hope of survival.

    The untimely deaths caused my mothers heart failure and other related complications of which she later died in the hospital After we must have spent a lot of money on her.
    Now my 16-year-old sister and myself are alone in this strange country suffering without any care or help.Without any relation, we are now in the refugees camp here in Ghana.Our only hope now is this fund which our father deposited with the security company as family precious items,we need your assistance in the followings ways.To assist me claim this consignment from the security company.

    To secure a college for my little sister and my self in your country to further our education.And to make arrangement for our travel to meet you face to face in your country after you have received the consignment, All the documents covering the deposit of the consignment with the security company are in my custody.we will give you 10% of the total amount of money in the consignment  for your efforts and assistance and 6% will be set aside for any expenses incurred during transaction.

    Awaiting for your urgent reply,
    Thanks and God bless.
    Best regards,
    Fidelis Richard.

  • 20070503-Hands Off!

    Please lay me off now!
    Positive review from ‘cows tow’
    Dead weight breaking bough
    Blood, sweat and tear from brow
    Not impressed by ‘Sickos’ wow.

    Boring fluffy chow
    Clueless brat who, what, why, how?
    Feedback says, ‘Meow?’
    Yawns loudly — my sign of Tao
    Release me now freaking sacks sow!

    Not wall flower frau
    Bend over backwards to plow
    Revenge my sweet avow!
    Never depart won’t allow
    Stronger together their vow

    A helpless poem frustrated out of tanka in monorhyme.

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

  • 20070502-Rambling On

    To tell you the truth, I have none.
    I learn to read and write for pun.
    My realities here have begun.
    My truths are your zeros to done.
    I wish to go outside and run.
    Warm my cold bones under the sun
    Fears of being under the gun
    All by myself and just for fun
    Laughing at me poked by their shun
    Does not matter if we are one
    Does not matter if I have won
    Or if I’m your daughter or son
    Or if I weigh a big fat ton
    Or if I pray as priest or nun
    Drink some water and eat my bun.
    Physical beauty shining stun
    Spiritual awareness always spun
    Nobody cared — work left undone.

    Another attempt at soliloquy poem of eight syllables in monorhyme.

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

  • 20070502-Fiddler’s Burns

    Nero and Caesar cast their net.
    A great test with blood, tears and sweat
    Division through burden of debt
    ‘Billowing’ winds arise
    Territorial prison threat
    From south east donning guise

    Unity between head and ass
    Distinctions blurring of the mass
    Fire burning and brimstone gas
    Heroes of tolerance
    ‘Ring of fire’ where Satan’s last
    Give them ‘ball of’ a chance

    Her saving grace of one, four, four
    Troops storming by fighting God’s war
    Fall! Alleluia! Bag of whore!
    Wrath as believers priced
    Keepers hold keys to ways of door
    Servants with eyes of Christ

    Anoint them well with fresh Beast oil.
    Blood brothers call from up the soil
    Forgive Lilith like friend and foil
    New cons serves agendum
    Of victory — the enemy’s spoil
    Paradise lost for some

    Four dreadful yet wondrous stanzas that Burns.

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

  • 20070501-Occipital Delusion

    Cons problem fusion
    More lies brought on reaction
    Mixing solution
    Noisy ‘Babel’ allusion
    Human-ease in collusion

    Thoughts form diffusion
    The ‘new way’ resolution
    Loving infusion
    Forgive our revolution
    Forget nothing conclusion

    Two more self-fulfilling samples of tanka in monorhyme.

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

  • 20070501-Embodhiment Pals

    We step back away from ourselves
    To contemplate and know our truths
    Lies melting gold of buddy’s path
    Taste the cheese sandwich of wrath
    To laugh always, forgiving too

    Clothes not fitting; bellies sticking
    Outward expansion expression
    Tossing out the old with the new
    I’m still myself but never knew.
    Choosing always without a doubt

    Our syllables won’t go away!
    My voice is eternally yours.
    Internal rhyming river spout
    Heartbeat rhythm– an endless route.
    Loving fully this is no lie!

    Three poems of five stanzas in eight syllables.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved. (more…)

  • 20070501-Naughty Ties

    Have helpless ants won?
    What is this spinning square sun?
    Is God and Man One?
    Shall I go outside and have fun
    or ‘come back’ as remain as none?

    Do believers gloss?
    Is fate a flipping coin toss?
    Are we our own boss?
    Where is the will with no cross?
    Is war without faith a loss?

    Questions are bizarre!
    Answers are close yet so far.
    Truths are not on par.
    Light-bringer and morning star –
    Lucifer in constant raw.

    Ankh – Tau cross, life soul
    With God’s will, there’s Yahweh’s goal
    Ra – hawk head, god Sol
    Within and without as whole
    Love, compassion – mixing bowl

    Four more ancient samples of early morning tanka in monorhyme.

    Copyright © 2007 by Fluffy von der Flynn. All rights reserved. (more…)

  • 20070430-Daily Diary

    Slowly waking cold
    Banking homeless woman old
    No cash eyeballs rolled
    Pay high smelly gas price bold
    Triple venti mocha sold

    Fifteen hundred walk
    Twice around the working block
    Wispy sylphs’ flock
    Greetings sending wind sheer shock
    Two guys walking greetings rock

    Sleepiness tonight
    Gray clouds high winds mighty flight
    Parakeets sleep slight
    ‘Maw’s aching muscle pain plight
    ‘Paw’ as usual polite

    Top noodles not right
    Chocolate ice cream bar right
    Pray rosary blight
    Mumbling without excite
    Itchy eyes restful calm night

    Four more mundane samples of tanka in monorhyme.

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