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Only in a horror flick could you see titties in outer space
I guess its the only way to sell a movie not the killers giving chase
Not the story behind the giant leprechaun or the man behind the mask
But the thirty something year old teens who love to show off all their a**
And everyone should know to follow the rules if you want to live
So I simply avoid going in the woods and staying in a creepy a** cabin
Stereotypically the first to go is the one African American
Then the guy who investigates that sound is usually one of many Caucasians
The Asians have the wrathful ghost who probably died from suicide
But everyones gets eaten by a horde of zombies who walk slower than an apple pie
And don't forget the idiot who said that he'd be back
While the other pragmatic morons try to rationalize their unusual mishaps
Seemingly theres an urban myth a lesson to not go against the grain
Like doing drugs and drinking and all the "do not's" our parents say
Therefor I'll always leave the car running even if its over night
So I don't drop my keys while frantically trying to get inside
And I will attend an AA meeting before a weekend spent at summer camp
Then satisfy my urges by watching late night Skinimax
And only hang with Hispanics, because with any other race Im surely doomed
But clearly Im always thinking that I'll only have to outrun you
And if or when the killer comes I will quickly put a bullet in it's head
Than chop him up in tiny pieces to make sure the f**kers dead
But as corny as they may be I will alway be their biggest fan
Nothing like a horror movie especially when they make me laugh
~ JJF ~

rising lips
licking amber warm
sun shines rays
dance on waves
warmly upon beauty
melting soft
turkish delight
sweetest honey

rome was not built
in a day sweetheart
one crusade
i bow
to honor
with all
that's within
these two hands

each stone starts
the building blocks
in foundations solid
of a jigsaw puzzle
castles in
a blue sky cloud
paradise beyond


uniting fairy tales
dancing the yellow
polished gold
road smiling
searching our space
living piecing together
life is never easy
when overcome
by grief
or sadness

love shines
eternal light
of everlasting happiness
forever destiny dreaming
sparkling always
in the darkness
colour shines on
a moon smiling

at a beautiful treasure
one blinding star
sparking winks
dazzling dew
of love you

The look in her dark eyes
filled my abyss
melting into my being
I knew she was mine
no more agonizing breaths
or prolonged hallucinated deaths..

Then the Archangel arrived
his mighty sword fell
upon the oak that had flourished
behind my garden wall
shadows would not return
nothingness went away...

I thought the world
to my astonishment
would crumble wrapped in rubble
of the total ruin of this firmament..

Then I saw in her
the earth in peace on high
the ocean blue, the current pure
the world so calm and serene the sea!

my dearest M...a good poet friend
who resides in a far far away land
much to my love and bleeding heart
would thou be yours to lend a hand

but of course I know, as the world may
this love of mine belongs to none
but deeply I just hold it through
as the glory days are dead and gone

What else is there left to be said
but a deep and heartfelt thanks
for you are always there for me
on prevailing dark sentiments

So my dear M, a truly good friend of mine
keep writing them great classic words
for us to share with so much fun
for nothing else could sooth us more
than your writes here at our one and only
Poetry corner...forevermore..

Dirt only knows how to be honest it's man who makes it stain
A dirty mouth, a dirty thought, or by something more mundane
Without it there isn't pond or lake nor any oceans to behold
To generate the wind over land and flowers to be blown
It cradles all the roots of plants for all that needs to eat
Giving to the trees that give our lungs the air to breathe
Dirt will leave it's mark upon the hands of an honest working man
It's the smudges on the faces of little children when they laugh
Add a little water and it becomes a thing we use to build
Then give it a little time and history is frozen still
It is as much a part of us as we are to the earth
It's the purist form of life and even in death it will rebirth
She is the mother of our creation and gentle like a woman's eyes
She comforts our existence and the apple of our heavens sky
So when that day should come please don't place me in a wooden case
Throw dirt upon my naked body so that gardens may take my place

~ JJF~

(A Collaborative Poem with Christian Candykid)

A tapestry of telepathy, he knows that he's lost...
She waits for his whispers, he suffers the cost...
In parallel planes there are mirrors that divide...
And mirrors that decide to unite...

A ripple distorted the reflections of whispering echoes...
Igniting hope between two worlds never touching...
One reaching, the other one fleeting...
As liquid diamonds drip from her eyes...

Clairvoyant submission beyond natural-born vision...
Arms reaching searching for transparent collisions...
Precision decisions reflect crystal clear visions...
Apparitions appear before starlit renditions...

Blinded by the sun's bright and blinding conditions...
They are each spellbound by photo-framed solar rays...
With invisible strands, he crushes stars in his hands...
But unity in reality is light years away...

And so he stands in the center of the sun...
Mirrors of lost time reveal she is the one...
After thousands of years, searching thousands of mirrors...
They've found each other in tears....

Is a true Christmas really about Santa and Toys
Or is it about Angels singing with great Joy
Elves dressed up in bright clothes and tights
Three Wisemen following the Bethlehem starlight

Shopping elbow to elbow with strangers
Our Lord and Savior Jesus born in a manger
All about flying reindeer and sleighs
Or the promise of our sins being taken away

Lights, partying and food galore
Celebrating the coming of our Lord
A man dressed in red that’s a myth
God giving the World his greatest gift

Receiving a bunch of gifts and having fun
Thanking God for giving his only begotten Son
Is Christmas totally and completely material
Or about being forgiven and receiving Life Eternal

As I walk along the streets
All I see and hear
Are little boys snd girls with their scarfs and mittens
screaming with Christmas joy
They see Santa sitting on his sleigh
Rainderrs in tow
Christmas carolers
Seeing merrily
While standing under the beautiful christmas tree
The young and old laughing so joyfully
Holding hands stealing kisses
I can't help but smile
That was me not long ago
Skipping down the streets merrily
Here's wishing all of you
A very merry Christmas
Filled with much love, peace and joy !

As we sit here having
Hot coco
wrapping gifts
Memories flll my head
Trimming the tree just us three
Your faces filled with with glee
You were so worried about santas cookie
You wound dance around and sing
I think you knew every Christmas carol
Every year I would ask you
To hang the candy cane
However it never made it to the tree
This happened every year
Today I asked you to hang the candy cane on the tree
Thinking it will make it to the tree
I search and search the tree I couldnt find the candy cane
I saw you out of the corner of my eye laughing at me
I was so pleased a tradition that will always be
It my be small to you
It means everything to me!

Christmas should be a time of joy
For every little girl and boy
They gather 'round the Christmas tree
Little hearts beating eagerly

Their eyes closely scan each present
Wondering what Santa has sent
Some hope they have been good enough
And would get their requested stuff

Mum picks up each present gently
And reads to see whose it might be
A little heart leaps at its name
And then joyfully makes its claim

After presents are given out
Then it's time for another bout
It's time for presents' unwrapping
One can feel excitement growing

Tiny one still in diaper
Tries to peel off wrapping paper
Mum assists the eager beaver
Expectation growing stronger

Squeals of excitement fill the air
From the other kids gathered there
Their delight they cannot contain
Santa has delivered again

Once again thank you Dear Santa
Setting little hearts a-flutter
Making Christmas a time of joy
For every little girl and boy