~The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XVI~

November 6, 2004 | bentfeather and Poets of the Lair

[Soaring Feather]

My Dragon Fly and Me

If I could be a Dragon Fly
and wing my way through the sky
I would never be shy
just me and my Dragon Fly!

By moonlight we ride the wind
chase the comets tail for fun
by day we would hide from the sun
our fragile wings would come undone

On darkest nights we would use
fireflies as our guide
we would dip and we would glide
through the heavens open wide
and scatter diamonds in the night sky
my Dragon Fly and me...

And we would wing past our lovers
silent in the night...
to kiss their face in our flight
much to their surprise and delight
my Dragon Fly and me in sight...

Such a view do we share
away up here in the air
of breezes soft through our hair
my Dragon Fly and me a pair...

bentfeather©

[Soaring Feather]

"Never be afraid to tell the world who you are." --Anonymous

[Soaring Feather]

~Keith Urban~You'll Think of Me~

[Soaring Feather]

Happy Birthday
Grandson Paul Douglas!
Your Gram Loves You!

[snippy_about_it]

I'm a few days behind in reading the threads as is my way lately. Love the dueling bagpipes.

[snippy_about_it]

We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth...For my part, I am willing to know the whole truth; to know the worst; and to provide for it.
--Patrick Henry

Great quote feather. We've been so busy I've not been here or even the Foxhole much. Trying to catch up a little bit each evening.

[snippy_about_it]

Good poem and a great graphic to go with it. The Christmas tree is a keeper.

[snippy_about_it]

Protect the soldiers as they work to bring in all the lambs, And help us to make sure that there are no more Viet Nams,

This is wonderful Bob. I'm a few days behind but glad I caught this one. Thanks.

[Soaring Feather]

Morning, snippy. We know how busy you are now and we love having you stop by when you can.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone!

[laurenmarlowe]

Good morning Ms. Feather!

[LunaRed]

(WINTER) White whirling swirling flakes of snow; painting and covering wherever they go. Blue shimmering nights with pines bent low. Days full of rainbows prism's etched in snow. Winters expression wherever you go.

[SAMWolf]

Good Morning Everybody.

You Know The Drill
Click the pics

Coffee & Donuts

[SAMWolf]

The Wild Swans At Coole



The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water
Mirrors a still sky;
Upon the brimming water among the stones
Are nine-and-fifty Swans.
The nineteenth autumn has come upon me
Since I first made my count;
I saw, before I had well finished,
All suddenly mount
And scatter wheeling in great broken rings
Upon their clamorous wings.
I have looked upon those brilliant creatures,
And now my heart is sore.
All's changed since I, hearing at twilight,
The first time on this shore,
The bell-beat of their wings above my head,
Trod with a lighter tread.
Unwearied still, lover by lover,
They paddle in the cold
Companionable streams or climb the air;
Their hearts have not grown old;
Passion or conquest, wander where they will,
Attend upon them still.
But now they drift on the still water,
Mysterious, beautiful;
Among what rushes will they build,
By what lake's edge or pool
Delight men's eyes when I awake some day
To find they have flown away?

William Butler Yeats

[LunaRed]

O Me O My I Love the music and the Lyrics. More, Please! LunaRed

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning LunaRed!

Such a lovely poem for us, very strong images.

Thank You.


Always nice to see your work in The Lair.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning Sam.

I love the poem you have given us today. Gorgeous.


Thank You for tunes, Breakfast and poetry.

Have a wonderful day Sam.

Good birding!! Grins

[Soaring Feather]

Texas Song Writer's second song...
Deja -Vu

Pictured our own Freeper Texan

My heart is fillled to over flowing with the gifts of love shown in the Lair.
We are so fortunate to have many talented people offering their gifts to everyone entering our special place.
Thank you all.

Music written and sung by Texas Song Writer
Photo one of our lovely lady FReepers.
Presentation by bentfeather
Copyright © Dec. 29.2004
Remember to click the picture to hear the song...
Enjoy!!!

[Soaring Feather]

WINTER

White whirling swirling flakes of snow;
painting and covering wherever they go.
Blue shimmering nights with pines bent low.
Days full of rainbows prism's etched in snow.
Winters expression wherever you go.

LunaRed © 2004

[laurenmarlowe]

Wonderful! What a beatiful song, and a beautiful presentation!

I hope we get to hear more very soon!

[Soaring Feather]

Thank You, ms. marlowe. It's all so wonderful for us.

:-)