On Shamrock Hill, part 21-22

part XXI : Deep Waters

There was a swift rational choice to make

the Fisherman knew standing at the icy pond.

He could not make any kind of mistake

as the dove waited for him to respond.

Angel's body sank deeper into the thick swamp

of icy waters where her breath was lost.

The Fisherman with his foot began to stomp

thinking about how much their sin had cost.

" Well what is the answer? " asked the dove;

" Do you want God's help with this cause?"

The Fisherman looked into the skies tearfully above

crying out, " I can't have any more flaws!"

With that the white dove flew far away

but the Fisherman knew the Angel was saved

for he alone would save her or pay

with his own life, that which devils craved.

Looking toward the Heaven with sincere prayer

the Fisherman asked God to let him win.

He knew he alone had to save her,

so they could receive forgiveness for their sin.

The Fisherman took a deep breath,

running towards the great big hole on ice.

In frozen waters he fell into depth

sinking rapidly, like a great human sacrifice.

What seemed like years, deeper he quickly sank

wondering when all of this would be over.

the thick pond water his lungs drank

too much, and now he missed the clover.

His own air became limited as he saw

the Angel, naked, leg caught in a beam.

Time running out because of Murphy's Grand Law

they held each other, and began to dream.

      Apofisherman

part XXII : There is always Hope

You might think the story ends here

and for Angel and her Hero it's over

it seems their sin drowned them by fear

and never again would love on the clover.

As the Fisherman touched her skin

and held her with all of his might

Angel's heart to beat once again would begin

and she embraced him ever so tight.

Her lips, blue from the icy waters, reached his

and with her last breath

she gave him one more angel kiss

and thought this would be death.

The Fisherman opened his eyes

and knew no time was left to waste

he grabbed her fragile body and broke the ties

and swam to the surface in haste.

With Angel in his arms once more

barely breathing himself from this task

he reached upon a different shore

where springtime was once again to bask.

He laid the Angel on the lush, green grass

covering her with fragrant flowers

and he knew not a day would pass

he wouldn't be thankful of Heaven's endows.

The sun warmed their bodies from the evil frost

and Angel opened her eyes and said:

" Thank you, my Hero, without you, I'd be lost,

I thought I was left for dead. "

the Fisherman couldn't say a thing

as he laid quietly by her side

feeling this was more than just a fling

he never again wanted to hide.

      Angel

On Shamrock Hill, part 19-20

part XIX : The Great Thaw

The Fisherman told the Angel to leave

Shamrock Hill that once breathed sinless life

for he thought alone he could retrieve

Springtime, on land now full of strife.

Angel stood with tears in her eyes

picking up broken pieces of her wings

believing the day was full of good-byes

she walked down a path loneliness brings.

The Fisherman stood in complete silence

as through snow Angel did tread.

they were both guilty of a violence

of emotional self-destruction in that clover bed.

Angel walked down the snow covered hill

feeling less than any angelic godly force.

Eternal loneliness was now her only bill

all because nature had taken its course.

The Fisherman was caught in his demise,

losing breath inside his frost bitten body.

The Angel of Death wore no disguise

carrying to him a tasty hot toddy.

Looking deep into the faceless angelic robe,

the Fisherman drank the drink of revival.

For the Angel of Death didn't probe

but gave the spiritual gift of survival.

Just when all hope was about over

the Fisherman gazed into the frozen snow.

Breaking through was a four-leafed clover,

Spring once again began its emerald show.

The Fisherman saw Angel in a distance.

She was walking across the frozen pond.

She couldn't hear him cry, " NO RESISTANCE! "

falling into the ice cracked melting beyond.

      Apofisherman

part XX : The Tragedy

The poor Angel so fragile and weak

from the heartbreak in her human soul.

One cry was heard very bleak

as she disappeared in the frozen pond hole.

The Fisherman ran as fast as he could

to help this damsel in distress,

he carefully stepped on the pond foot by foot

and on the ice surface all he found was her dress.

Tears began to swell from his eyes of blue

and cries were heard throughout the land.

" My Angel return, you're my love so true,"

He wept of sorrow in this unhappy end.

Angel sunk deeper in the pond of hell

lifeless her body and stone cold.

Who would have known and could foretell

that angels die so untimid and bold.

A miracle was needed on Shamrock Hill

for the Fisherman would never be the same

without his Angel he wanted to kill

himself, for he was filled with unforgivable shame.

He thought, if only he would have told her to stay

and accepted her heavenly love

it would have never happened this way

as he looked to the Heavens, he saw a white dove.

the dove sat down on the icy pond

and chirped in a human voice,

" I grant thee one wish, for of thee I am fond."

And now the Fisherman was faced with a choice.

      Angel

On Shamrock Hill, part 17-18

part XVII : The Guilt

In the enchanted woods the deed was done

the Angel and the Fisherman had their sexual fun.

What a huge relief their loins both felt

as on the clover floor they both knelt.

In the aftermath of this great sexual task

the Fisherman reached once again for his mask.

He stood and reality began to sink in

spying broken wings, a result from this sin.

The Angel had walked through a humanistic door

the Fisherman knew she had been there before

he tried stopping her as wings were broken

but Angel charmed his desires without words spoken.

Now her wings lay in a million pieces

guilt pours their souls and no way releases

while the Angel putting back on her dress

with feelings of guilt she could not suppress.

Silence was not golden for the romantic two

leaving the woods returning to Shamrock Hill blue.

For the sweat and the passion was great

but angels impure, can never enter Heaven's Gate.

In the late hours of this long night

stars gone, covered by white clouds in sight.

The Fisherman and the Angel had nothing to say

just staring into the clouds now turned gray.

Not knowing what to do, they prayed out loud

then blizzards of snow fell from the clouds.

On Shamrock Hill the snow fell for days

the lovers became lost in a fogged haze.

Finally the separating snow began quickly to subside

the two guilty hearts surprisingly did not collide

as the Angel in dirty snow looked on

she realized that somehow the Fisherman was gone.

      Apofisherman

part XVIII : The Forgiveness of Angel's Sin

Angel's heart was torn in two

just like her wings of feather

her eyes had turned a somber blue

in this nasty, hellish weather.

Where was her Hero, the one she loved

why did he leave and went hiding?

She cried to the Heavens above

but her tears were not subsiding.

On Shamrock Hill all white and cold

she laid down her body in distress.

No arms around her with warmth to hold

she began to freeze in her transparent dress.

Her tears turned into ice of crystals

her soul so scared from sin.

The heart was bleeding from hell's pistols

and nothing seemed to end this din.

It was almost the end for her, you see

but a hand reached out to help.

A creature with blankets and tea

wiped Angel's face with leaves of kelp.

" how come human love hurts so much? "

She asked him in somber despair,

" When all this angels wanted to touch

a mortal soul with Heaven's care. "

" Forgiveness will come to you,

and your love will return.

Passion will once again be true

for even in snow it will burn."

This is what the creature assured

the Angel, comforting her so caring.

Some solitude must first be endured,

he spoke from behind the mask he was wearing.

that night she prayed to God

and all the angels she knew,

to forgive her, now a human heart

and in deep slumber she drew.

      Angel

On Shamrock Hill, part 15-16

part XV : Woods of Innocence

Among the innocence of the nippy wild wood

where the ivy rejuvenates and swings free

sternly the Fisherman and the Angel stood

as Angel's dress hung in a tree.

Completely naked without anything more to hide,

the Angel revealed her body to the man.

The Fisherman wonders what rules to abide

Gods? Or making love to a woman?

In such a beautifully decorated forest mush

stood a man with his guardian sweet

robed  only in the realms of human flesh

for any man, this is a treat.

The Fisherman licked his lower lip,

as his appetite under his armor grew.

Should he dare take an exotic trip?

Taking Angel to ecstasy she never flew?

the Hero's blue eyes turned into pools

of pure passion that started to drown

Angel's inner soul with her own fuels

for which tears caused her to frown.

This moment or point of no return

was so decisive in both their thinking.

If desire in their souls humanly burn

then why not act without even blinking?

Skipping three beats, their hearts each galloping

facing urges reaching deep into their breasts

tasting, wanting, yearning, craving, savoring, and tantalizing

each other from their own concupiscent crest.

During one split second, a bell rings,

KILLING the passion, bring the Fisherman back.

For the Angel still has her wings,

HE WON'T TOUCH HER UNTIL THEY CRACK !

      Apofisherman

part XVI : The Loss of Innocence

Angel's heart was full of romance

and now she was the one to convince

the Hero, to take a chance

and be her heavenly prince.

The Fisherman feared Heaven's wings

so she asked Raphael

to put him at ease and stop the bell rings

and let him be ready for a love spell.

There was no way the Hero could escape

for he was way too deep and far

he started something and must tear the tape

that is between Angel and the Hero's scar.

As hard as he tried to resist

Angel would not stop the tease

and with each second passed, she kissed

him on all of his humanly body to please.

No man could walk away from this

not even a Hero in a shell

and sooner or later he would return the kiss

because something began to swell.

Now call it evil or womanly charm

for love's passion is winning

and now the two are ready to warm

with desires of making love a-spinning.

His manhood never felt like that before

and ecstasy would soon arrive

but this wasn't enough for him, he wanted more

for an angel would only come once in your life.

Angel knew just how to please her beau

with passion hot and divine touches

she would bring him Heaven's encore

nothing more valuable, not even for a duchess.

the night would be long and still

and the two would never fall asleep

for this was both their will

for the loss of innocence was deep.

      Angel

On Shamrock Hill, part 13-14

part XIII : The Second Dance

The Fisherman is now very known

for the Hero that he is.

The truth has finally been shown

on Shamrock Hill that is his.

The devils have severely chased

and can not fight for awhile

The Angel and the Fisherman have embraced

in an angelic sea foaming style.

The Fisherman calls for Shamrock band

to let the music play loud.

The second dance in the land

once again draws an angelic crowd.

He dresses in blue and white

with a smile ever so big

matching clouded blue skies so bright

for the Angel to greatly dig.

The Angel is in her dress

transparent for all to see

and wings that were recently pressed

to look as pretty as can be.

Her angelic force burns his eyes,

treasures inside his heart now ascend

into the wild crazy diamond skies

from which the Angel descends.

Shamrock Hill is once again green

the clover blooms with the roses.

Oh what a beautiful pure scene

that this incredibly miraculous day poses.

A mid-afternoon dance in the sun

a way to begin the hundred hours

for the Fisherman and the Angel's fun

had been predestined by great powers!

      Apofisherman

part  XIV : The Kiss

Quickly the day came to an end

and the night was ready for romance.

The Angel and her Hero went

hand in hand to take this chance.

they took a walk into the wood

where the silver moon shimmered through.

The Hero asked if he could

kiss Angel's lips of two.

She closed her eyes, which meant yes

and he began to kiss

and pulled her close in a caress

warming the night in this bliss.

It was written in the stars above

the two would come together this way

they knew their hearts were filled with love

and nothing could stop this angels' play.

The music was heard from the hill

as they laid on shamrocks green

and slowly they could feel the thrill

of this inspiring and romantic scene.

The Fisherman, not only a Hero was he

but also a knight of great charm

who knew how to please a maiden free

and he would never do her any harm.

He was gentle and with skill

removed her transparent dress of white.

Did finally Heaven arrive on Shamrock Hill?

Angel thought while kissing the knight.

      Angel

On Shamrock Hill, part 11-12

part XI : Trolls of Fire

Who is the monster?

Who is the beast?

Here's a scary rhyme

for devils to feast:

The Hero starts climbing

with armor still shining

as evil is multiplying

is Shamrock Hill Dying?

In a shamrock hole

evilly stands a troll

pretending to be whole

but without a soul.

Hair that's on fire

full of satanic desire

in the shamrock mire

is the devil's choir.

A very evil being

is what we're seeing

without any chances relieving

us, this evil sight-seeing.

Rugged is its face

reaching out to embrace

the " Royals" new grace

destroying souls without a trace.

Ugliness is its skin

heart made of tin

fiendishly loving to sin

with an ugly grin.

Tempting our Hero now

with sinister eye brows

devils in a pow-wow

with sin to allow.

      Apofisherman

part XII : The Kill and the Promise

The Hero now determined to save

the paradise of Shamrock Hill green

he armored himself in a cave

with an anti-evil suit to fight the mean.

The ugly troll from the underground

had magic powers and spells

he was yellow and fat-oval round

and was the master of Shamrock Hill's wells.

Angel said, " My Hero save our dream

only you can fight him

with your powerful beam.

I reward you with the love of Heaven's rim."

Nothing more the Hero wanted

to have a love so true

for years he was being haunted

to stay forever blue.

So the Hero went on the hunt

to destroy the evil troll

it wasn't easy to say it blunt

but the angels were doing the poll.

With a mighty blow to his head

the troll fell into a deep well

and was instantly cold dead

to stay forever in the fires of hell.

The Hero said, " Angel the hill is ours

and a new dance can begin,

we'll have a hundred hours

to get dizzy and in joy we'll spin."

Now Angel made a promise to the Hero brave

will she keep it and fulfill

his wishes in their secret cave

and bring Heaven's love to Shamrock Hill?

      Angel

On Shamrock Hill, part 9-10

part IX : Sinister Lovers

In the late dark night

the Angel and her Hero,

cried with all their might

life turned into a zero!

Hiding in the great shell

while weirdo Mountain man

transformed Shamrock Hill into hell

our Hero made a plan.

But time was much needed

for the Fisherman to think

as the fat nun feeded

and boy, did she stink!

The sister was now queen

of Shamrock Hill so bleak

she also was very mean

as well as a geek.

She thought that she was smart

perceiving with her great foresight

she acted like a tart

a moron was her insight.

" A nun soon to be ,"

was all she could say,

sitting fatter than a tree

for her king was gay.

Under sick seizure alone now,

Shamrock Hill's queen and king,

needed quick dethroning, but how

salvation, the Hero shall bring?

Another prayer to be said,

by Angel in the clam,

armored and leaving his homestead,

the Hero prepares to slam!

      Apofisherman

part X : The Hero's Second Strike

Out of their shell they come from hiding

to regain control of Shamrock Hill.

The Hero proved to be more than poetic writing

to save this paradise from the unpaid bill.

He starts with a prayer of thanks

the Mountain man and nun don't understand

only the Angel is up to those ranks

and tightly they join hands.

Like garlic scares away the vampire

the two evil ones disappear

and Angel and her Hero begin a fire

of a new celebration of cheer.

A brand-new dance as the sun is on the rise

more joyful than before

because there is no longer a disguise

and the day begins in an angelic metaphor.

The lunatics are seen on the horizon

far from our king and his queen

then die of their own poison

from lies and deceit of being mean.

Just Angel and the Hero survive

because prayers are stronger than hell

these two know about the reality of life

they lived by God's law and know it well.

The shamrocks again are green

with luscious lavender buds

this time the Hero kisses the queen

and the freedom of true love starts.

A bright sun reflects its rays

Angel and the Hero caress

" Come sing with me, " Angel says

in her transparent dress.

The Hero is the Fisherman

the one who knows Angel true

and Shamrock Hill was their plan

to remove all thoughts of blue.

The day was saved once again

and for now all looks gay

but is there a cloud of rain

to change this sunny, peaceful day?

      Angel