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I lost my headlight
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I lost my headlight |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
I lost my headlight While I was driving at down A police car was tailing alone Shining its light, blue and red, “Did I do something wrong?” “Your headlight is not on!” “I turned it on sir.” “No, your highlight is not on!” I was puzzled and scared at his frown So I searched up and I searched down Where could they have gone? And no trace could be found. “Sir, my headlight is stolen When you were out of town Who could steal my light? Is lately a black hole around? Sir?” Lady, you need change the bulbs. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Haha, that was a funny read. A poetess of course can be quite puzzled by practical questions. Love, Margherita  |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
That made me chuckle. Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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outlawthunder Member
since 2007-04-10
Posts 67 |
ok, i'm going to take a chance at this one in a way not yet tried. this is a profund piece wrapped in the veil of humor, when, in fact, it is a commentary on the process of losing one's mind, trying to be who you are against all odds all those who would try and tell you your bulbs need changing when in fact your bulbs are fine it's THEIR'S that need changing! you are different. at dawn you are who you are with light on working at your pace being yourself and the "cop" comes along trying to tell you otherwise. oh how they always chip away at you to be something you are not when in fact who you are is the precise bulb you wanted to be all along but NOOOOOOOOO that rattles their cages and rather chance change for the better they tell you YOUR bulb is missing or out. Make YOU doubt yourself while THEY act out one more day in the life being the phonies they are no matter how you dress them, the phonies they are. course if you feel the need to change your bulbs or doubt they were right to begin with the empty bulbs win. your's burns just fine, thank you very much. and always will so long as you never doubt the power of believing in who you are: a wonderful person who needs not change for anyone who is raggin with jealousy that you have peace and they never will. OUTLAWTHUNDER |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
thank you very much, dear Outlawthunder, quite a Thunder. You write very well. Your words like sweet wine, the very sweet with high proof kind, make me quite light-headed. I myself may feel deeply but never a good talker in verses. thank you for all your comments. truly got encoraged. and I deeply appreciate your kindness. |
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outlawthunder Member
since 2007-04-10
Posts 67 |
there is a path through the valley round the base snaking it's way upward yonderway to the top where what you write what you say what you think you are worth gets it's due unless you are one of the chosen few who get it that you had such value from the first step of the trip down below every step of the way to the top of what exactly... understanding? compassion? understanding? love? justice? equality? love? and all that for the price of writing a poem... hardly you live it every single second of one day to the next with no compromise to the value of doing right by who you are matters not the base of the mountain or top all steps of that noble path in-between it's inside you all along... priceless OUTLAWTHUNDER |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
Thank you for the passion which moved me to tears. I promised that you could say whatever you wanted to say. let all words out and you will feel better. oh...... always all deeply respected by me. [This message has been edited by Drauntz (04-13-2007 12:12 AM).] |
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