Tag: darks

  • Sacrifices…

    EAT ME

    I came into this world.
    To shed some light on truth.
    My sheep were many.
    My wolves were few.
    I came into this world,
    Seeking a reason to live,
    Only to find that I, too, hunger
    And lost my way.
    My children too will eat
    Someday,
    Where only good folks dwell.
    Now it’s time to feast
    On the hard work of others,
    Who follow blindly,
    The piper’s tune…

    Author’s note: Eh, it’s supposed to be another dark poem.

  • Therapists…

    DRINK ME

    Come in!
    How are you?
    It’s been awhile.
    Would you care for drink?
    Here take two of these:
    It will help you relax.
    That’s it.
    Now lie down.
    Close your eyes.
    Take a deep breath.
    And tell me your problems.
    Imagine you are in a happy place:
    Where noone will hurt you.
    That’s it.
    You are falling into a deep sleep.
    Only you can hear my voice.
    I’ll make everything alright.
    You will feel much better.
    After we are through…

    Author’s note: A dark poem on a word play of the blog title. A burden one must carry for knowing too much…

  • 20070830-Old Farts

    Flush out the cooties; lewd acts for booties
    Blow out the boogers; sexual poopers
    Predators display; dirty old men gay

    Vile baddies affair; congressional lair
    Shaytanic obsessed; senators possessed
    American’s blood; presidential mud

    Flaming the vile moles; political holes
    Bringing public shame and the blaming game
    Fined with guilty plea. Resign unto me!

    Another dark, political poem (of nine lines with ten syllables and internal rhymes) regarding the recent news about Senator Larry Craig of Idaho. There are many more horror stories similar to this one that goes unnoticed by the media.

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

  • 20070718-Rogue Riders

    Free loaders watch your back!
    I don’t care if you’re white or BLACK!

    Or if you’re all that
    Or think this is whack
    Or with all the smack
    Down if you’re on crack

    They ‘railroad-dead’ and sacked:-
    Why don’t cut me some slack, JACK!

    There’s no time to hack
    or grab a quick snack
    Or to blow the stack
    and leave a brown track
    Get a heart attack!

    Time to bring out the rack
    It’s not like saying: ‘I’ll be back!’

    Another dark, free-verse poem in monorhyme.

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

  • 20070618-Failed Piety

    Another sad tale
    ‘Ragging’ fat ass to fed nail
    By green lizards’ tail
    Tip Justice and Balance scale
    Anger and hatred prevail!

    Notoriety
    By secret society
    Impropriety
    Elitist variety
    Separate anxiety

    A dark sample of transacting tanka in monorhyme.

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

  • 20070609-Weddings Fright

    Better off as dead
    Instead of full speed ahead
    To an unknown dread
    Chopping off like horse’s head
    And while fast asleep in bed

    Believe liars’ said
    Tearful realities shed
    Road not often tread
    Fearful of truth, hatred led
    Upon cold lover’s bed spread

    Another dark sample of ‘divorcing from people’ tanka in monorhyme.

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

  • 20070512-Life After?

    Go to the light lone moth in flight!
    Shiny and bright all pure and white
    Being alright without a slight
    Oh, blessed sight to one invite!

    What a delight! Place of sprite.
    Greetings polite, playing soul wight
    Dancing excite, passions ignite
    Loving full height, hugging so tight

    Some thoughts not right, a tad bit trite
    One cannot fight this urge of plight.
    Maybe at night in dreams of fright
    Bulb burning rite, heat takes a bite

    ‘Babel’ to cite, dead authors write
    Lifetimes recite, pen in hand sleight
    Free from contrite, knowing despite
    With second sight, love’s writ of right

    A ‘life after dark’ poem of four stanzas with eight syllables in internal and end rhymes.

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

  • 20070511-Four! Gall

    Kill a ball with an iron stick?
    Light my candle of angered wick!
    Wrong person to foolishly pick
    Government agents should not trick.

    Bad associations — my tick
    From Pete and ‘JB’ to buck-teeth hick
    Dare to play with my money! Quick!
    Oil business import – export slick

    Off with your heads, ‘ragging’ prick!
    Stoning to your heads with my brick
    Cook your goose well for my tongue lick
    Lose your weight from girth so thick!

    Fat ass bankers greedy to kick
    Hand signals — middle fingers flick
    Our patience tired and sick
    For pissing this high clearance chick!

    Four dark stanzas of ‘Not a funny joke, Fat Ass!’ poem with eight syllables in monorhyme.

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

  • 20070417-Angry Reeoww

    Cowards sorry too
    Hide behind trees and Bush grew
    Protection of pooh!
    Order no shooting on que
    Amidst the dying accrue

    CIA of ‘Zoo’
    Mind of Asian victim screw
    Thirty-three lives through
    Program to kill his debut
    Suicide and shooting drew

    On darkest moon new!
    Wake up fools and get a clue!
    ‘Right to bear arms’ glue!
    Always crying never knew.
    Bright stupid candles adieu.

    God’s anger to brew
    Made of lives in bloody stew
    Delay overdue
    Dark cahoots and fat ass goo
    Silent sorry through my mew

    Four more samples of dark tanka in monorhyme.

    Copyright © FVDF. All rights reserved.

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  • 20070403-Daily Grind

    Who the hell do you think you are?
    You are now my bleeding lone star.
    I’ve chopped your head off in my mind.
    Government sponsored felon kind.

    Read of my ‘anger’ from afar
    and about your oily black tar.
    You took the fall for your mankind.
    Sick and tired to jail remind.

    You taxed OUR patience for your crimes
    and for taking our hard earned dimes.
    Finders, keepers, losers, weepers!
    Time to meet the grimmest reapers!

    Three poems of dark in eight syllables and aabb pattern.

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

  • 20070402-Daily Grind

    Stick your happy pills up your ass.
    Send more lies like federal nail.
    Split me up to comply with tools.
    Stick me in the credit card pile.

    Two former tools of ‘zoo crew’ lass!
    Too much work for one without fail.
    Two more jobs stupid fools.
    To complain to my lawyers file?

    Two poems of dark in eight syllables and abcd pattern.

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

  • 20070325-Dark Holes

    20050708-Brotherly Shake
    GW Bush Obasanjo Nigeria Handshake

    Shiver thoughts blizzards
    ‘Oboe-Banjo’, Bush lizards
    Handshake brows wizards

    ‘Lionist Zoo’ pigs
    New world river banking rigs
    Dominate souls diggs

    Blanket approval
    Creating by removal
    Messed disapproval

    All eyes see the gun
    Pitiful trek deals of fun
    All hell the black sun

    Prone pall of hood views
    Researchers awake from snooze
    Darkened blood spilled ooze

    Four more samples of dark haiku in monorhyme.

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