hoot

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  • Fantasy
    • LeeLee420xx
    • I am strong Because I have been Weak I Am Beautiful Because I Know My Flaws,I Am Afraid because I have Been Fearless, I Can be a Fool because I Know The Meaning Of Being Wise. I am me and I am awsome!

    hoot
    Colors floating everywhere.
    Music flowing through my hair.
    The wind tingles my soul.
    As I walk the earth as it unfolds.
    The rain falls on my head.
    To my toes it drips instead.
    Fire no longer stays at bay.
    It's spending it time giving it's power away.
    Voices lifting from every where.
    Screams of joy, without care.
    Each experience so unique.
    It felt like dancing in the streets.
    Even if for just one night.
    I'm glad i took that crazy flight.

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    Olan01 commented on hoot

    01-06-2011

    This was enjoyable to read and I like the couplet ending, kin of sonnet like, almost. Olan.
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    kdarcy commented on hoot

    10-23-2010

    A fun read for me, thanks for sharing a smile, be well .............. k
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    LeeLee420xx

    11/25/2010

    thank you , what drove it was so much fun :)

    Musicmynded1 commented on hoot

    08-30-2010

    Lots of good stuff to be captured if we just keep writing it all down huh?.. nice!
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    LeeLee420xx

    08/30/2010

    i need a digital recorder so i can say whay i'm thinking at the time. i think i could make some pretty groovy stuff from it , lol, thx

    Hiporlacking commented on hoot

    08-28-2010

    It sounds like you went on quite a trip. I'm on to you Miss Lee Lee. Haha.
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    LeeLee420xx

    08/28/2010

    indeed it was a journey :))

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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