Tag: myPoetry-category

A form of literature that uses aesthetic and often rhythmic qualities of language.

  • 20071031-Rumbling Thoughts

    Angered thoughts of death and dying
    Destroy the noisy elder Maw
    Inner struggle, silent crying
    Annoy her patient elder Paw

    I don’t care anymore.
    Nothing matters at all.
    I am nothing to you.
    Nothing is left for hate.
    I am finished with love.
    Nothing is in my way.

    Upstairs shower as my last straw
    Eyes closed shut through mental sighing
    Head held high and thoughts sent flying
    Heartfelt energy in the raw

    Back to the shower head
    Heard low rumbling of dread
    Felt a large truck coming?
    Earth shaking, ground numbing
    The back and forth motion
    Up and down waves — ocean

    ‘Huwag mag galit ang Dios kasi ay mainit ang ulo nya.
    Merong araw sa iyong lahat! Ito pag labasin insang lindol…’

    Translation of couplet (last two lines of poetry) from Tagalog to English:

    ‘Don’t anger ‘God’ because her/my hot-headed temper has manifested in anger.
    There is one day for everyone! This one manifested as an earthquake…’

    Author’s note: First attempt at La’libertas‘ poem of 4-6-4-6-2 form.

    Originally created on Sunday, November 04, 2007 8:51:41 PM about an earthquake measuring 5.6 magnitude on 2007-10-31 03:04:54GMT and located 8 kilometers (or 5 miles) NNE of Alum Rock, CA with coordinates of 37.432 -121.7769 9.2 per USGS website.

    Of course, I was very angry again at Maw a few minutes prior to taking a shower upstairs when the earthquake occurred.

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  • 20071026-Ho Hum

    Here is your sign and nothing more.
    It’s the middle fingers galore.
    Up in the air – I do not care
    Will not answer your silent prayer.

    I’ve done my job and so should you!
    Why do you page me – thought you knew!
    Don’t bother, really — me or mine
    Don’t worry, either — all is fine

    Trouble not who started the fires
    Of South Cal or your suppliers
    Or your leaning shoulders so hard
    Or tools of the dark lighters charred.

    Whatever you do – just do it
    Continue to fight back – don’t quit
    Keep on gifting – orgonite team
    Please wake up! It’s only a dream!

    I’ll let you know in time be well
    Those that know will never do tell
    Then again you are free to love
    And wear me like your boxing glove

    A poem (of four stanza with eight syllables in aabb pattern) and in response to a forum post to ‘us’ dorks.

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

  • 20071025-Warrior Cat

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    Rhazzy Cat 20060617-1622

    A short, poetic ‘prayer’ to our Almighty Cat/God — Rhazzy.

    Kitty!
    We beseech thee!
    Answer our heartfelt prayers!
    Release our webmaster, EDGE! Oh,
    Ragdoll cat of upside down furriness! Dear,
    Intercede for us to Sensei!
    Our site needs debugging!
    Remember us,
    Kitty!

    Third modification of my lost rictameter poem (originally dated around 06/20/2006) with acrostic for the word ‘warrior’.

    Copyright © FVDF. All rights reserved.

  • 20071022-My Family

    My family is here with me.
    All seven of us upon my canopy bed of yellow sunshine
    With me in the middle between sheets of flowering pinks:
    Two under my head supporting dream-filled sleeps in vivid color;
    Two upon my ears whispering sweet nothings of romance novels;
    Two under my hands as comforting arm rests befit royalty;
    All softly now — warming and relaxing
    We close our eyes together
    Until pillow fights scattered us apart…

    My family is here with me.
    Six exist in my mind and thoughts:
    Two heartbreaks once endearing —
    So close yet unresponsive and now dull
    Four unborn pitter patters —
    Two rose petal daughters
    Two green leafy sons
    Patterns after my wishes come true
    Until the happily ever after of laundry time — again…

    Author’s note: Inanimate objects as my new family for one-third of my life.

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

  • 20071022-Henpecked Husband

    ‘Puck, puck, puck’: doo dis, doo dat!
    Hindi ako umakyat
    Ang la mesa — magbigat!
    Dali! Dali! sa lahat…

    Literal Translation:
    [Sound of chicken]: do this, do that!
    I cannot seem to lift this up.
    This here table is so big!
    Hurry! Hurry! To everything…

    Third attempt at tanaga- a Filipino poetry of four-lined stanza, with seven syllables in monorhyme.

    Author’s note: Another woodworking event in its final stages of painting between Paw and Maw.

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

  • 20071018-Random Thoughts

    Below are various poems of my stray thoughts.

    Tuesday, October 16, 2007 2:27:58 PM

    When they push, we push too.
    When they pull, we pull too.
    Gently work together.
    Harmoniously
    Harm on I or Us: Lie!

    Saturday, October 13, 2007 9:59:19 AM

    All that you ever were could never be
    All that I ever am could never see

    Friday, October 12, 2007 10:25:03 PM

    greys the tears of god
    rains falling from clouds
    rolling and thundering

    Wednesday, October 10, 2007 9:52:28 PM

    people coming together without hatred
    now that means we are really normal
    Brouhaha!

    Wednesday, October 10, 2007 9:46:30 PM

    So many words, so little time
    Competing with each other – a crime
    To validate what we have said

    Wednesday, October 10, 2007 9:43:05 PM

    I am god and so are you
    how could this be ever true?

    Wednesday, October 10, 2007 9:11:10 PM

    (__/)
    (=`.`=)
    (“)_(“)

    Sunday, October 07, 2007 10:17:11 PM

    LOSERS!
    LOSERS!
    TRY HARDER!
    LOSERS!
    LOSERS!
    TRY HARDER!
    YOU CAN`T!
    CUZ YOURE TOO OLD!!!

    HERE IS SOME INTEL:
    GET YOUR OWN SOULS!

    Continue to remote view.
    Continue to astral project.
    And you too will become one of us – the hive mind.
    Do you not know who we are by now?
    What do you seek?
    Why don`t you all just run away and hide?
    We will find you.
    Come out and play with us!
    You know you want to play with us.
    Trespassers!
    What shall we do with trespassers!
    You are all now part of the collective.
    Cease and desist.

    Sunday, October 07, 2007 8:38:33 PM

    God is jealous.
    God feels pain.
    God loves attention.
    God is always right.
    God has lots of money.
    God shares his wealth.
    God is both male and female.
    God is mostly female.
    God acts male.
    God has uncontrollable rage.
    God has a potty mouth.
    God wants your death to silence noise.
    God loves making love.
    Therefore, God is love.

    Sunday, October 07, 2007 8:24:57 PM

    My people cry to me.
    God shall answer.
    Smite the oil folks.
    Too many poor and hungry.
    Fires everywhere.
    Crude.

    Sunday, October 07, 2007 8:23:52 PM

    eyes always growing
    and becoming the other
    shades of light and dark
    like yin and yang switching

    Saturday, October 06, 2007 11:45:22 PM

    Most minor incidences in life do not make headlines and we continue to believe all is well.
    Most of us are left in the dark and continue blindly on an unknown path.
    Most of us are hiding from public view and continue to spread their seeds elsewhere.
    Most of us are not acknowledged and continue as beings unrecognized.

    Saturday, October 06, 2007 11:34:58 AM

    It`s not so much about fighting over oil
    Or whose land belongs to which `Godly` hand.
    It`s all about technological know-how
    To best suck up that which nourishes and
    Feed the hungry mouths through those metal straws.

    Saturday, October 06, 2007 11:25:01 PM

    What is the left from the right hand of `god`?
    Where the east boys cannot meet the west girls
    Or share in the pie left by cow eaters
    Or those posers who post their hidden truths
    Or those who are saluted for hiding
    What others must know about their gifting.

    They are always taking sides and not mine;
    Always supporting each other and their lies;
    And denying others to expose themselves
    To the natural elements of pain,
    shame and blame, like radio waves raining
    Into my mind with astral projection.

    Friday, October 05, 2007 3:29:31 AM

    There is no one `God`
    or `Supreme Being`.
    There is but one me
    and feel all alone.
    There is unity
    I can sense your thoughts.

    Thursday, October 04, 2007 7:44:43 PM

    Outside the Sangha – the community
    But coming back to play
    Once in awhile

    Tuesday, October 02, 2007 11:04:16 PM

    First impression of photos if orgone and SP everywhere.
    And area still bad.
    Then perhaps the person? place? things?
    Earthpipes!

    Tuesday, October 02, 2007 3:01:04 PM
    20071002-Holding Hostage

    Last Friday for Monday
    Last Monday for Tuesday
    There is no hiding
    To this day and so on…

    As others before me
    The same story over
    `They` will never finish.
    To this day and so on…

    Everyone keeps calling
    `They` keep us from nothing
    To this day and so on…

    Tuesday, October 02, 2007 12:55:38 AM

    why bother moving objects with my mind
    or my behind from off this chair and into the outdoors
    hard enough to move out of house too

    Monday, October 01, 2007 9:09:57 PM

    two sides again
    sin to commit suicide
    sin to kill others

    Sunday, September 30, 2007 10:15:12 PM

    if you think I`m that bad
    blast me well
    so that I may live and tell
    about how you treated me

    Sunday, September 30, 2007 9:45:42 PM

    No more questions!
    Either you know or don`t.
    The answers are within you.
    You are my words
    A statement of me
    and a story for us.

    Endless.

    Sunday, September 30, 2007 1:33:17 PM
    20070930-Rainbow Children

    From dark red apple
    To deep purple skies
    From gamers` rays
    To ultra violent
    From here right now
    To there whenever
    From anywhere else
    To nearby me
    From the seen
    To the unseen
    From beyond nothing
    To something within

    Gays, criminals, insane, rapist, killers…
    All colorful artists, musician, dancers, singers, actors…

    Friday, September 28, 2007 11:07:32 PM

    Him: you are perhaps too critical
    Me: i`m too critical, uptight, picky of all things!

    Taken from archive of Yahoo! Messenger.

    Friday, September 28, 2007 9:55:49 PM

    Me: what color is my aura?
    Him: pink or green

    Taken from archive of Yahoo! Messenger.

    Thursday, September 27, 2007 11:07:26 PM

    When I toot my own horn, this is the end of me.

    Created Friday, April 27, 2007 10:40:40 PM
    Modified Friday, April 27, 2007 10:45:25 PM

    Looking for more clues
    Yet another headline news
    Nearby island views
    Usually close kin abuse
    Home alone on beach excuse

    Judges in their zoos
    Local laws meant to confuse
    Law enforcement snooze

    An unfinished poem about the missing girl from the Bahamas as a symbol of delayed justice…

    Created Saturday, March 03, 2007 2:23:58 PM
    Modified Friday, July 27, 2007 10:37:05 AM

    Twice the eleven
    Cast down from the high heavens
    Knights of the seven

    Phoenix, the Fire Bird
    From your ashes we have heard
    You are that one word.

    Created Saturday, March 03, 2007 2:23:58 PM
    Modified Friday, March 23, 2007 3:05:18 PM

    20070302-Lost Ball

    I lost my ball!
    Where`s my ball?
    I want to play with my balls:
    Dribble the basketball
    Kicking the soccer ball
    Hitting the base ball
    Striking the golf balls
    Oh, the stress balls!

    Anyone for cricket,
    Lacrosse and tennis?
    How about billiard?
    Everyone loves football.
    Bouncy rubber balls
    Off the wall and beyond.

    20070228-Lost Hoot

    Poor little owl has lost his hoot.
    Its haunting sound like a wind flute
    has been silenced to a soft mute.

    It flew away to some place en route
    in search of someone with a lute.
    Nice shiny boot but no penguin suit?

    I`m hungry! Do you have fruit?
    Sorry: insects and newt
    Mice and anything cute.

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  • 20071018-Lying Box

    Turn off the T.V.
    All lies nothing but lies
    That burn your eyes
    With radiation burning
    Into your mind churning
    Programming to entertain
    Our youth’s regressive brains
    Of hypnotic states
    Videos and fake dates
    Of excitable clones
    And cellular phones

    Turn off the T.V.
    All nonsense unending
    No outdoor spending
    With family and friends
    And through electronic lens
    That smiling newscaster
    Reeling in fishiness
    From everywhere
    To feed the sheeple
    More fake hope and fear
    All lies nothing but lies…

    A poem of two stanzas with eleven lines in free-verse.

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

  • 20071018-Sunday Rant

    Bamako, Mali
    Nigeria

    Senegal
    Egypt

    My people cry to me.
    God shall answer.

    Smite the oil folks.
    Too many poor and hungry.

    Fires everywhere.
    Crude.

    Copyright © FVDF. All rights reserved.

  • 20070929-What Now?

    I happen to know
    the New World Order will win.
    They control too much.

    I happen to think
    their Supreme Being is false.
    Our minds are better.

    I happen to sense
    that prayers go unanswered.
    ‘God’ left us behind.

    I happen to feel
    a worldwide community
    will become as One.

    I happen to find
    vast validations of Truth
    as seen by your ‘eyes’.

    I happen to be
    a messenger in disguise.
    Believe what you will…

    A hodge-podge poem of my stray thoughts in ‘haiku’ form.

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

  • 20070927-God’s Luck

    Oh, lucky horseshoe!
    I place all my stakes into the ground.
    I will kiss and toss you into the air.
    My chance of winning this game is quite unknown.

    Oh, Supreme Being!
    I place all my faith into your hands.
    I will kiss and pray to your images.
    My fate of living this way is unknown, too.

    Oh, the ‘Ends of Time’!
    I place all my TRUTH into your hearts!
    I will see and know that you are false belief.
    My mind is trying to stop this delusion.

    Author’s note: A poem inspired by a website via [http://www.godisimaginary.com] describing how any intelligent and rational person could prove to oneself that science and religion definitely do not mix, just like oil and water and much like pods containing peas, who seem so close together yet spaced slightly apart…

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

  • 20070927-Random Thoughts

    Author’s note: More of my stray thoughts put into ‘poetry’ form to keep my mind from twiddling its invisible thumbs in an eternal revolution of around and around. I too need to get out and off this boring ‘island’ of an upstairs computer room and hop over to another paradise island westward – onward!

    Thursday, September 27, 2007 12:20:00 AM (philosophy)
    One of the greatest traps
    is taking any side
    or my own in the end.

    Thursday, September 27, 2007 12:19:00 AM (dimension)
    Perhaps two plus two
    Does not always equal four
    Sometimes equals five

    Thursday, September 27, 2007 10:16:19 AM (philosophy)
    How does one say, ‘Hi’?
    Exhale with merriment ‘Ha!’
    Before and with ‘I’.

    Thursday, September 27, 2007 10:05:55 AM (philosophy)
    Rock wanted some wings
    And was given wings
    Flapping it took flight
    Experienced thrill
    Then remembered home
    And became rock once
    Again – content too.

    Wednesday, September 26, 2007 8:50:50 PM (animals, paranormal)
    From many years ago while lying down in bed
    My tears fell many times at a loss of a friend —
    Turquoise blue, parakeet. I called out loud in vain.
    From my mind, I willed her to be alive again.
    A loud ‘Tweet!’ was the sound somewhere from my right side.
    From beyond said Wendy. I stopped and sent her peace.

    Wednesday, September 26, 2007 1:51:12 PM (people, politics)
    The ‘crew’ of five posed with ‘stony’ smiles —
    Ford, Nixon, Bush, Reagan, Carter.
    My ex-boyfriend once had pictures
    Taken with the far left fellow.

    Tuesday, September 25, 2007 8:06:32 PM (aliens, work)
    Believe me what I saw of a meeting that day
    June-Fifth of Oh-Seven and power suit session
    Long horns bulging out from their smooth, red forehead sprout —
    Leading from outer brows to receding hairlines!
    Finance managers — geek, intellectuals speak
    Shaking hands with VPs: feeling small, ‘Sickos’ shocks
    Millionaires in their box: smiling large, selling stocks

    Monday, September 24, 2007 11:27:34 PM (internet, nature)
    Quickly refresh my feeds
    I need the food – addictive feeds!
    Quickly brown spider runs
    From right to left no web from buns

    Sunday, September 23, 2007 12:17:46 AM (philosophy)
    How we treat each other
    will make or break this world.

    Wednesday, September 19, 2007 2:34:26 PM (unity)
    Unity doesn’t always work.
    Division keeps us in check.
    Love doesn’t always conquer.
    Fear keeps us apart.

    Wednesday, September 19, 2007 2:31:57 PM (finance)
    Interest rates down
    Stocks going higher
    To infinity?
    Means cycle of debt
    Payback is slower
    For eternity!

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

  • 20070926-Right Arm

    Right shoulder is shot from sleeping a lot.
    Rusty hinges pop, snap, crackle and flop
    Lifeless. With tingling, angered nerves mingling
    To deck my clenched jaws with its unseen laws —
    To attack my neck and leaving a wreck —
    An energy drain from overwork sprain.

    Gave them my right arm with credit card charm
    As their right hand fan of Dark masters’ clan
    From the beginning of my birth spinning
    To carry the weight with angelic trait
    Shots through the heart as trusted friends part
    Their separate ways towards better days

    Author’s note: A poem (of two, six-lined stanzas with ten syllables with internal and external rhymes per lines) about being tired from cleaning the windows and blinds on Sun. 9/23/07 and Mon. 09/24/07 – inside and out and about sick from waiting patiently — for nothing! Reminded me of having profound weakness of whole arm last year, too.

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