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One night I dreamed of walking green hills
Seeing little people that gave me chills
Following a rainbow to the end
Seeing a pot of gold and a little green man

"Top of the day to you", he said
With a little green hat on his head
"Come closer my dear to me
Come over and rest under the tree"

He said he was a cobbler by trade
As we sat under the tree in the shade
I noticed a black kettle off to the side
With gold coins he guarded with pride

He asked didn’t I want to steal them away
I told him – no – I wasn’t there to prey
He said I had earned 3 wishes for this
So think careful and tell him my list.

The first I asked for a long and healthy life
Second that in the world there no longer be strife
For the last that I wanted 3 wishes more
He laughed and slapped his knee and roared

For I'd found the secret to eternal wishes it seems
To keep using your third wish to fulfill all your dreams



Author: Kathy © March 8, 2019

It's a black and twisted sun today,
Super cold, subzero rays,
Hurt me in a thousand ways,
Like microscopic stabbing pains,
From razor sharp electric blades,
Feeling like I'm froze in place,
My entire body becoming solid,
One leg breaks from walking on it,
Shattered to a million shards,
And as I fall I break an arm,
The frozen blood then reached my heart,
It tried to pump and fell apart,
My spine just simply snaps in half,
As every bone my body has,
buckles creaks and fissure cracks,
And pieces fly like broken glass,
Too many to add with fractal math,
On this day I watched my demise,
The picture framed inside my mind,
Staring blankly dead inside,
Ice crystal eyes see the black sun rise...

Cornerless cubes descend perfect transitions...
Landing in perfect positions...
Geometrical-shapeshifter sick tragic visions...
In flawless conditions...

Rigid-bodied dynamics succeed...
Tipless triangles, lines in between...
Square circles...
Round rectangles...
Nothing is ever quite what it seems....

Don't lie to me this Autumn day,
I'll detect it in your phoney eyes,
The way you can the truth betray,
Behind your fake disguise.

In a court of law, the truth will pay,
Said calmly without shame,
A nervous cheat, has too much to say,
To try and clear their name.

Liars will always convince themselves,
That what they speak is truth,
Their tongue into their darkness delves,
For trickery most uncouth.

Tall tales there are a million kinds,
But truth there is only one,
Falsehoods breed in liars minds,
Yet decent truth there's none.

If all lies told were now displayed,
On our foreheads one and all,
'Tis then we'd know who us betrayed,
From their shameful social withdrawal.

Tread carefully if ever one you meet,
Their tales, they'll coax you believe,
In a scammers heart there lurks deceipt,
Yet only themselves deceive.

Their skin is but a false veneer,
From their mouth fake rumours spew,
Poisoning every listening ear,
With gossip most untrue.

But on Mizzy's word you can rely,
For the truth I solemnly tell,
Verity is rewarded in the Heavens on high,
So ye liars can go to Hell !

Should we keep our minds

Unspoken

So the world thrives

In ignorance

Or should we undo

our silence

So the corrupt

Ends their arrogance?

The best known beloved
I can not see
But I know he appears in dress of compassion
He is not enslaved by body
of Ego and swell with pride
As best known beloved
Leaves all to heart

The most beautiful dream of beloved
Does not need eye -sight
And without vail
Without secrets
But only close reason
Love
Like animal naked
Seek words that breads in soul with warmth
Without concrete and perfect drown plan of expectation
In dark catacomb's of awaken consciousness
My beloved does not judge me as blind bull
To charge true on every dark thought of wonder
Where fear of past learned deception alter
Deceiving the owner
Being crippled for trust he dreams about
Betraying himself in the core of desires
To Trust and to be Trusted
As if men see a thousand frangrant posies
Bed embroidered with roses will slowelly die
With my dream of beloved
Who whispers not to my ears
But to my heart
With Trust

And yet
If I faille to give the brightest thought
To welcome my beloved
Dreaming heart will die
In silence
And if new born thoughts
Like birds looking to build safe nest
Love returns
Come knocking on our door
Would we Trust her enough
To let her inside house?
Or would we keep close door
And drive her away
For the sake of swallen pride
or staborness of which principals is Right ?

The best know beloved
Has hands and feet that tremble
When looking in face of Love
And has no fear to crash any wall
To rich you
To rich me
Beloved

In 2015 an American company called Ford will market a vehicle
The parts will be bought from Canada and they will be assembled in Mexico
The stereo and navigation systems will come from Japan
It will be powered by gasoline from The Middle East
And they will market it to middle class caucasians
Thus creating an even greater depression

Once was a man who loved with all of his heart
But it was because of that love that made him more dark
A darkness unlike any night and void of its depth
Then like a cocoon of baby spiders it crept all through his flesh
For the world was his passion so bright and so green
But another man had different dreams that created the machine
And although accomplishment was to his hearts content
He gave it to idled hands unaware of consequence
They began exploiting the weak as they took what they pleased
The world became frightful, poor, and diseased
One mans hymn of praise became another mans curse
As thy flesh fed the machine and his blood quenched its thirst
While the street became flooded from tears of the damned
The gutters overfilled with uprisings and demands
But the ones that were in power refused to be overthrown
So the weak destroyed the machine and thus everyones home
For the hands that built it knew nothing of the dream
And the ones who controlled it cared for nothing it conceived
The head and hands need a mediator and it must be thy heart
Or the world will bare witness to a civilization torn apart
~ JJF ~

i almost cried
bought a cheap
gas bottle
a friend was up visiting
said a neighbor moved out
gave it to him saying
its almost full
saying its three times
the size of the gas bottle
which you have there

how much do want for it i said
seeing a chance
of a bargain
30 euros he said
managed to get it
for 20 euros
telling him
i am taking a chance
it might not work
smiling into myself

got it back to the place
carried it around the back
got a jublie clip
connected them together
went in began putting on a fry
cooking away almost done
i turn
my niece walks in the door

she gives me one
awful push screaming
into flames
roaring saying
the place
is on fire
all the hairs
on my arms went up in smoke
caught a bucket of water
throwing it upon the flames
my hair catches fire
my niece
was roaring laughing
at this stage

ran around the back ripped
the gas bottle out of the wall
run in with another bucket of water
dousing the flames
ran to the barrel of water dipping my hand in
only now i am shaking with shock
that stupid gas bottle has just
cost me a clean fortune

should of known
it was to good to be true
put creams for burns on
had a sleepless night
but everything is ok
just have hairless arms
sick working at
repairing the damage

that is me
finished with gas bottles
my niece said she could
not help laughing
even i was in flames
she said it was the fastest
she ever saw me moving
with your hair on fire
it was like something out
of a movie

she said
it did not seem real
that she was shocked
stood and done nothing
my father today
began laughing

he said my arms
he never seen them
looking so smooth looking
a better job
than waxing he said
a mad story
from the hills
of donegal

imagine that
an idiot almost
blew himself up
laughing out loud
into myself ha ha

When it rains all day
we pass the time
Snuggling in bed
as the raindrops fall
The wind blowing outside

Sweet kisses
you gently rain
on my neck
Then slowly
sensuously
down my back

I breathe in your scent
Your essence
intoxicating
Enticing
Causing my senses
to explode
In a rainbow of sensations

As day turns to dusk
We slowly dance
To the rhythm of our heartbeat
shadows on the wall
reveals our secret delight
in the soft warm glow
of candlelight

As we kiss softly
Basking in the afterglow
Of love
Your hands find mine
They intertwine
Love amazing
Our love divine