~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©

[uncleshag]

Great! I love it when a plan comes together!

I didn't find the song on the albums.

Glad you liked the Old Crow version!

[beachn4fun]

I'm with you. He made some really good music. One of the best for that time in history! And, don't be sad. As long as we have his music, he will always be with us!

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone.

[uncleshag]

Good Morning, bentfeather! Good morning World o'Poets!

I have heat now! YES!

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning to you uncle!

You have heat now?? Cool! :-)

[SAMWolf]

Good Morning Everybody.

You Know The Drill
Click the pics

Coffee & Donuts

[SAMWolf]

Puppy Poem



You can't buy loyalty, they say
I bought it though, the other day;
You can't buy friendship, tried and true,
But just the same, I bought that too.

I made my bid, and on the spot
Bought love and faith and a whole job lot
Of happiness, so all in all
The purchase price was pretty small

I bought a single trusting heart,
That gave devotion from the start
If you think these things are not for sale,
Buy a brown-eyed puppy with a wagging tail

Author Unknown

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning, Sam!

Awwwww cute poem and graphic!

Love the Christmas tunes. Old favorites. Thank You for all.

[laurenmarlowe]

Good afternoon Ms. Feather! I hope you are having a nice day!

If you see a fairy ring In a field of grass, Very lightly step around, Tip-Toe as you pass, Last night Fairies frolicked there And they're sleeping somewhere near. If you see a tiny fairy Lying fast asleep Shut your eyes And run away, Do not stay to peek! Do not tell Or you'll break a fairy spell. Author Unknown

[snippy_about_it]

Awww. Mine, mine, mine, mine!

[Soaring Feather]

Awwww, ms.marlowe, beautiful. Thank You.

[Soaring Feather]

BLUE PASSION

Blue passion, pounding, longing in my mind.
Softly walk I into natures setting profound.
O' you are absent.
I put my arms around a tree and press my cheek against the bark.
Pretending my love tis' you.
Passes lonely into loneliness
Time into timeliness
Love into memories.
Blue passion, for a moment I remember,
and press my cheek against the bark.
Capture me this glance, till day grows dark.

LunaRed (c)

Photo by bentfeather- Anchorage,Alaska Zoo-10/09/04

[laurenmarlowe]

How beautiful, poetry and photo, all lovely! Thank you!

[Soaring Feather]

LunaRed has written a most beautiful poem.


Thank You ms. marlowe, she will be delighted

[Soaring Feather]

~Lenny Welch~Since I Fell for You.~

[Soaring Feather]

~Whispers In the Dark~

[laurenmarlowe]

Thank you Ms. Feather, that is a beautiful song!

[NicknamedBob]

(Hot off the presses...)

Holding On


The separation of a soul, like a child’s lost balloon,
I’ll fly up after it someday, let’s meet up on the moon.
“Get it, Daddy! Grab it, quick! Before it gets away!”
“I’m sorry, Darling. It’s just gone.” Is all that I can say.

“But you can see it’s rising up! It’s only gone from you.”
“You’ll surely get it back one day, here’s what you’ll have to do.”
“It’s going to be in God’s hands now. He’ll keep it just like new.”
“You just remember it real good. He’ll give it back to you.”

“And in the meantime, do your best, to stay on His Good side.”
“So when you’re ready for your trip, He’ll let you take a ride.”
She smiled and she accepted this, that it would be okay,
And one day she would have again, the thing she lost that day.

I wish I could believe it too, but somehow I have doubt,
I’ve heard the explanations too. There’s something they leave out.
Oh, I believe the one I miss is in her Heavenly bower,
But I’m not sure I’ll get that far, on my appointed hour.

NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . December 21, 2004

[Soaring Feather]

Well, Bob another fabulous poem. It sings!

Thank you.

[NicknamedBob]

It got away from me.