I Am Flying Now

December 9, 2011
By Fia-fia BRONZE, Bethesda, Maryland
Fia-fia BRONZE, Bethesda, Maryland
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I am flying,
My feet barely touch the ground;
The music washes over me,
I roll and bruise my sound;

I dance no longer to your beat,
It no longer sings to me;
I have my own tune now,
A melody to be added onto;

I sit by and watch your dance,
I silently wait for my turn of expression,
A language of its own,
With no present companion;

I dance my own choreography,
How proud I really am;
Only a bit of my music is not my own,
A scatter of lost and found;

Only rarely now,
Do I feel the need to stand,
To join you in your dance;
But I have my own dance now.



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so_joy SILVER said...
on Sep. 27 2012 at 7:55 pm
so_joy SILVER, Navesink, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
"Be the change you want to see."

^That's me

so_joy SILVER said...
on Aug. 1 2012 at 8:40 pm
so_joy SILVER, Navesink, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
"Be the change you want to see."

Wow. This is amazing. I am stunned. Absolutely beautiful.

Please read, rate, and comment on my poems! Thanks!


on Dec. 20 2011 at 3:29 pm
BlackPhoenix GOLD, North Bennington, Vermont
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kind of a carpe deim throwback it's not always easy to march to the beat of your own drum, nice work


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