Tag: paranormal

  • 20070517-Only Me

    I exist that is all you need to know.
    My thoughts travel as the winds blow.
    Writer’s block is my only foe.
    Devine inspirations bestow
    Like falling snow, Upon my brow
    With Truth aglow, By Love’s hello.

    A sestet poem with eight syllables 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-At One

    Do not be afraid of their spell
    Red faces, false places like hell
    Dark, gray spaces sulphuric smell
    Anger and hate egos rebel.

    To stomp at not knowing full well?
    Undefined infinity swell
    God is One eternally tell
    Knowing all — too well, free-will fell

    State of mind in physical shell
    Questions unanswered by outside cell
    God seeks answers by inward dwell
    ‘Duh’ eyes of south bay flying belle

    A poem of three serendipitous stanzas with eight syllables in monorhyme.

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

  • 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.

  • Spam-Mon, 30 Apr 2007 09:03:50 -0700 (GMT-07:00)

    “MRS. REBECCA” <rebecca_0003@peoplepc.com> wrote:

    Date: Mon, 30 Apr 2007 09:03:50 -0700 (GMT-07:00)
    From: “MRS. REBECCA” <rebecca_0003@peoplepc.com>
    To: rebecca_0003@peoplepc.com
    Subject: BLESS YOU

    BLESS YOU

    Greetings to you in the name of God Almighty. I am former Mrs. Rebecca Hasan, now I am Mrs. Rebecca Hassan a widow to Late Farouk Hassan Muhammad. Rebecca is sequel to my newly found faith, christainity.

    AM AWARE THAT THIS IS CERTAINLY AN UNCONVENTIONAL APPROACH TO STARTING A RELATIONSHIP HOWEVER I WOULD WANT YOU TO GIVE THIS PROPOSAL A GOOD THOUGHT. I CRAVE YOUR MOSTDESIRED INDULGENCE

    I am an old woman; suffering from cancer. From all indications, my condition is really deteriorating and is quite obvious that I may not live long, because the cancer stage is very severe.

    My late husband died in an air crash on the 31st October 1999 in an Egyptian airline Boeing 990 with other passengers on board. You can confirm this fact from the website which was aired by the BBC WORLDNEWS:(http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/502503.stm) and my only daughter died in BOMB ATTACK LONDON.

    My late husband was very wealthy and after his death, I inherited all his business and wealth. My personal physician told me that I may not live for so long and I am so scared about this. So, I now decided to divide part of this wealth, by contributing to the well being of less privileged people in the society; America, Canada, Africa and Asian Countries.

    I understand my request of you is no doubt is tasking. I selected you for this Purpose and prayed over it. I am willing to donate the sum of $9,000,000.00 Million US Dollars to you for the development of the well being of handicapped in the society and also as aids for the less
    privileged around your country, and i have mapped out $1,700.000.00 for your own personal use to help me for this work – this will stand for logistic and your compensation.Please note that, this fund is with a Security Bank. Therefore immediate application for the transfer of the money in your name or your home.

    Please, do not reply me if you have the intention of using this fund for personal use, than enhancement of the comfort of the Handicapped.

    In your response, please send the following information

    1) Your Full Name: ___________________________
    2) Your Address:_______________________________
    3) Your Telephone Number:________________________
    4) Your Fax Number: __________________________
    5) Your Mobile Number:_____________________________
    7) Your Age:__________________________

    The requested information will enable my attorney prepare relevant documents, legitimizing you as the true beneficiary to my estate.

    Lastly, I want you/your home to be praying for me as regards my entire life and my health because I have come to find out since my spiritual birth lately that wealth acquisition without God one’s life is vanity upon vanity.

    MRS REBECCA HASSAN

  • 20070424-Daily Diary

    Lone pigeon sitting
    Twice last week in the morning
    On wire preening
    Flocks of bird in white flying
    Afternoon from work sighing

    Puff cloud of round ball
    This morning as traffics crawl
    ‘Greetings!’ my thoughts call
    Light blue sky above enthrall
    Same yesterday recall

    Sunny all day long
    Crispy clear blue skies belong
    Past few days prolong
    Singing to puffy clouds song
    Spinning sun faster and strong

    Wide rifts of dark holes
    Bright ball of angelic goals
    Stop death dark controls
    Releasing spirits from souls
    Fracturing illusion rolls

    Hyper, hot shaking
    Ice cream bars and quick picking
    Parakeets sleeping
    ‘Maw’s rapid mouth unending
    ‘Paw’s’ quiet ways unchanging

    Five more samples of tanka in monorhyme.

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

  • 20070422-Spirit Guides

    Black bird crows crossing
    From left to right while driving
    Not really minding
    Past two weeks they were flying
    Of my matrix path crossing

    One more sample of tanka 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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  • 20070414-Bygone Days

    Angelic assigned
    Warriors of our mankind
    Wake the flying blind
    Subconscious and peas of mind
    Illusions that leave behind

    Everyone to find
    Toss at turns with open mind
    Cellphone towers grind
    Crying crystals by design
    Boost, heal, clear to the maligned

    Astrals intertwined
    Unseen etheric remind
    Orbs fly unconfined
    Energy release not bind
    Coven-ant honors consigned

    Three more samples of tanka in monorhyme.

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

  • 20070414-Red Pill

    Nothing left to loose
    Forget memory excuse
    Steal my heart produce
    A third one in blessed truce
    Melting of the snowy sluice

    Tired mind recluse
    Time running from blogging juice
    Where for art thou Zeus?
    Rescue us from mothered noose
    By fading thoughts of disuse

    Two more samples of tanka in monorhyme.

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

  • 20070412-Unblock Shocks

    Wore HP to bed
    Placed zapper on tummy from head
    Crown energy spread
    Twice jolted from heartfelt shed
    More relaxed and pains have fled

    Good morning to jolts
    Thankful for these blessed bolts
    Laziness revolts
    A reminder to awake up volt
    Kick start day from unknown colts

    Two more samples of tanka in monorhyme.

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

  • 20070411-Wash Day

    Amoeba thoughts josh!
    Puddles sit on hooded slosh
    Rainy gray clouds wash
    Dust from streets and cars awash
    Umbrella purse through the slosh

    Gray overtones quash
    Fluffy clouds appear and squash
    With wispy panache
    Cumulous without the mosh
    Freezing early spring yet posh

    Two more samples of tanka in monorhyme.

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