Flynn's Paws: My Thoughts, My Gripes

Author: FLYNN

  • 20060413-Fools Bliss

    Never say goodbye my warrior dear!
    You are so close and I am always here.
    Like handful of sands, you do not belong.
    You must endure and keep your heartbeat strong.

    You sought answers and found the matrix box.
    You asked questions and found the noisy box.
    We came together here with love and light.
    We left forever there on tripled flight.

    Let not my burdens cause you grief or pain.
    Let not my freedom leave you in this game.
    A full moon is shining bright out tonight.
    You are never alone in the starry night.

    Revised on 07-08-2006 03:15PM…

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

  • 20060412-Red Bouquet

    The sleepiness of red wine is in my big brain.
    The alcohol does not stop my heart aches and joint pain.
    Somewhere beneath my baggy eyes there is a dream.
    My past memories are but a vast empty stream.

    Chocolate chip cookies helped to wash the nasty taste down.
    This is not close to painting of red around town.
    My response time is more unfocused and slower.
    This blog is difficult as my eyelids lower.

    Being drunk is not good and not a bit longer.
    My spirit is soaring and feeling much stronger.
    The wine in Styrofoam cup gave me this feeling.
    We bade farewell to ‘Crys’, while my head was reeling.

    This fine blog is a joke and a moral for all.
    The fun with others is during a party call.
    My empty stomach and hunger late in the day
    made me forget the effects of this red bouquet.

    Revised on 07-10-2006 at 09:33PM…

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  • 20060412-Blessed Droplets

    The year so far and today have been rain.
    People should be happy yet they complain.
    Co-workers claimed it’s an ugly gray day.
    I felt offense of water blest, I pray.

    The Northwest and mine have this wet weather.
    Hunting egg fun for children together
    was recalled as fun but now in my past
    as my world gives way to the outdoor vast.

    Blue jays looked soaked on antenna next door.
    With wet droplets on their feathers, they soar.
    No water shortages from years ago
    will feed consumers so they will grow.

    Symbiotic which are needed and bound
    in ecosystem, homes and bodies, they’re found.
    Unaware people are part of the whole.
    To teach harmony should be our great goal.

    Revised on 07-12-2006 at 09:19PM…

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  • 20060411-Normally Crazy

    I’m normal!” BratBoy exclaimed to me.
    “We’re all normal!” I replied with glee.
    Everyone should be considered perfect.
    There are some who may be a total wreck

    People who know and use the word ‘crazy,’
    show their true colors of being lazy.
    They are the ones who have left true love behind.
    They know not what they say and became blind.

    They do not know they have fallen as well.
    Their mean words exude as their wretched smell.
    They are crazy when people close by heard.
    Normal people don’t use bad thoughts or words.

    Revised on 07-08-2006 03:29PM…

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  • 20060411-Code Elevens

    First lockbox number is eleven, eleven.
    The four o’clock has minutes close to eleven.
    I read articles about strange theories and thoughts.
    Some mention mind triggers, which I have not been taught.

    One sad event was in the month of September.
    People called for help for others to remember.
    Four and three eleven are for information.
    These series of number are used in our nation.

    The numbered pair looks like ancient columns long gone.
    Their pair resembles gateways at the morning dawns.
    I do not know why these numbers keep appearing.
    This could signal to us that something is nearing.

    I don’t know what these numbers seem to represent.
    This should show us all to have only good intent.

    Revised on 07-09-2006 at 10:54PM…

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  • 20060410-Milk Sugar

    The power of milk has done me some good.
    The movement tonight has brought down the food.
    Three flushes made the swirling motion roll –
    It turned clock wise from the porcelain bowl.

    There are no miracles from this milk white.
    There are no hormones yet glows in the night.
    Drinking milk helps when the system gets dry.
    Galaxies tolerate the starlit night sky.

    Revised on 07-08-2006 03:41PM…

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  • 20060409-Hey Buck!

    My yawning echoes in my bedroom air.
    The sound hurts my ears and I didn’t care.
    At least my tonsils are not seen from afar.
    People with buckteeth make yawning bizarre.

    The big buckteeth could be seen on their faces.
    Their teeth could be modified with braces.
    Nothing is wrong with a big cheesy smile.
    Buckteeth have yet to come as en vogue style.

    This reminds me of someone’s disregard.
    He’d yawn rudely due to his past was scarred.
    His memory was of two mean and dark thugs.
    His head was affected but found my hugs.

    A mantis style was his Wu Shu calling.
    He could defend me in any brawling.

    Revised on 07-08-2006 06:55PM…

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  • 20060408-Happy Woman

    ‘Pete’ said I would be happy a long time.
    I said some things are not meant to be mine.
    I never heard such words that could be slime.
    These illusions take flight, which are sublime.

    These temporal things keep us locked here tight.
    Some have known truths and seen beyond the light.
    My inner guidance wonders why we fight.
    We may be one yet none could be right.

    We evolve beyond time and space in life.
    Some hold on to what is not there with strife
    like buying overseas products is rife.
    Some people struggle while under the knife.

    Happiness exists when there is justice for all.
    I’m happy when weekend warriors stand tall.

    Revised on 07-08-2006 04:02PM…

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  • 20060408-Buffer Me

    Buffer me from being here all alone.
    Being alone is fine as a writer.
    Buffer me from enemies like a stone.
    Being lonely is mine as a fighter.

    Loneliness is one’s imagination.
    There is no moment for one to despair.
    Togetherness tunes to love vibration.
    There are those who protect and really care.

    Buffer me from bad and unknown forces.
    Buffer me with love that only reinforces.

    Revised on 07-08-2006 04:16PM…

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  • 20060406-Caw Back

    A black crow, stuffed animal was given with pride.
    A black crow, bronze medal showed my animal guide.

    I hear them calling during mornings and twilights.
    I see their round heads bobbing upon the streetlights.
    My dark moon calls to fulfill its lowered mission.
    My dark crow barks without my borrowed permission.

    My little ones mock me with eyes of endless space.
    They still connect and are not completely from grace.
    Be still little ones and return to love and light.
    My heart still beats for you to return on winged flight.

    Revised on 07-09-2006 at 03:29AM…

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  • 20060406-Blades Hovering

    A white trail cloud appeared above the hill last night.
    A white copter hovered above a house so bright.
    Two black SUV’s parked by hydrant of yellow.
    At eleven-forty, my road was quite mellow.

    My pictures at night were too unclear and too dark.
    The globs of blinking lights were more like question marks.
    I waved my hand at the copter which flashed at me.
    Within just five minutes, there were no SUV’s.

    The watchers were fascinating and not scary.
    Conspiracy did not make me any wary.
    The visit annoyed as I worked on my website.
    At eleven-twenty, my wand was a delight.

    I wondered late last night: What was the commotion?
    It hovered under the first moon in slow motion.
    I shivered as I held the camera steady.
    They could flush me outside because I’m ready.

    Revised on 07-10-2006 at 09:48PM…

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  • 20060406-Brown Flowers

    My nose starts to itch as I sneeze a certain way.
    A brown nose named ‘Shamy’ does annoy us each day.
    She became a new manager up this ladder.
    She watches silently. Her co-workers are madder.

    She should be supervisor and not higher up.
    She bosses and struts like another clueless pup.
    A good background makes this position ideal.
    Her lack of experience should not have a high deal.

    Promotion is good for those unworthy stiff pods.
    They control everyone like foolish and selfish gods.
    Their subordinates know how to play than work hard
    as they watch their backs recently to the nine yards.

    Money speaks as the mouth that schmooze promotions.
    Their cogwheel technique is to provide the lotions.
    They rub their superiors with their greasy palm ways.
    Their superiors smell their flowery bouquets.

    Revised on 07-09-2006 at 11:04PM…

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