The Dragonflies' Lair~Thread XXXII~

The Muse and Poets of The Lair | December 1, 2006 | Soaring Feather

[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©
2002

[Lady Jag]

I get enough exercise just pushing my luck.

[Kathy in Alaska]

I am rolling on the floor after reading....

I've tried and tried to lift this fat
from this ice and that is that!
The weight in my behind, it's clear, is detrimental
for this Polar Bear.

This is too funny.....the muse at work.

[WayzataJOHNN]

I just can't bear
to see the wear
upon that poor old bear
off on a workout tear

Struggle to bend
weight somewhere else to send
if only he could manage to tend
to the pounds that pend

Slim the waist and that big butt too
keep them down oh please do
or that ice'll collapse you'll have to sue
cut the carbs or for you its the zoo

[Kathy in Alaska]

Ahpun....

[Soaring Feather]

LOL Thanks Kathy. It was a bit of whimsy to be sure. ;)

[Soaring Feather]

Oh, Ahpun, how is the male meeting going for her?

I hope there is no bad fur between those two. ;)

[Soaring Feather]

Good night everyone.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone.

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good morning, Lairites...

[Soaring Feather]

Morning, Kathy.

Sweet card. Thank You and have a peaceful day.

[Lady Jag]

For My Hawk And Playmate - To My True Kindred Spirit

Come dance with me in the wind and the weather holding fast we tumble through heather purple, gold, opal, white, new discovered by dawn's fresh light. Come laugh with me til breath is scant our cheeks blood red with merriment. Eyes aglow, mischief bright the other's joy brings each delight. Answer to Lenchen by Hawk: To my true kindred spirit: I will dance with you in the wind and the weather, holding you tight as we tumble through heather. May the dance last forever, and may time be abolished could I say something clever so all doubts be demolished? I will laugh without rest 'til my lungs are screaming will consider it best to be trusting and dreaming. Eyes aglow with a shimmer, like the children we are, as we dance in the glimmer of the morning - not far. As I hold your sweet hand and look into your eyes, as we dance through the land, as we watch the sun rise. Now I know what I've missed 'cause it did not ring true: As children we've kissed and this child loves you. And wherever you go when your heart wants to smile, I will never say 'NO' to the very last mile. Herbert Nehrlich

[Soaring Feather]

Hello, Lady. Oh, I love those precious poems. Just the best ever.

[Lady Jag]

Sorry about the dang formatting. I've been fighting Microsoft's ideas about formatting and believe I've found a way to get around it.

About the poems, my tagline has a clue...

[Soaring Feather]

Great tag line, wish I had thought of that.

Oh me, I just have to soar here and soar there, so I don't get sore. ;)

[Soaring Feather]

Sorry about the dang formatting. I've been fighting Microsoft's ideas about formatting and believe I've found a way to get around it.
I am curious, have you tried using FireFox for a browser??

[Soaring Feather]

Once again, The Washington Post has published the winning submissions to its yearly contest, in which readers are asked to supply their Alternate Meanings for
common words.

The winners are:

1. Coffee (n.) the person upon whom one coughs.

2. Flabbergasted (adj.) appalled over how much weight you have gained.

3. Abdicate (v.) to give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach.

4. Esplanade (v.) to attempt an explanation while drunk.

5. Willy-nilly (adj.) impotent.

6. Negligent (adj.) describes a condition in which you absent-mindedly answer the door in your nightgown.

7. Lymph (v.) to walk with a lisp.

8. Gargoyle (n.) olive-flavored mouthwash.

9. Flatulence (n.) emergency vehicle that picks you up after you are run over by a steamroller.

10. Balderdash (n.) a rapidly receding hairline.

11. Testicle (n.) a humorous question on an exam.

12. Rectitude (n.) the formal, dignified bearing adopted by proctologists.

13. Pokemon (n) a Rastafarian proctologist.

14. Oyster (n.) a person who sprinkles his conversation with Yiddishisms.

15. Frisbeetarianism (n.) (back by popular demand): The belief that, when you die, your Soul flies up onto the roof and gets stuck there.

16. Circumvent (n.) an opening in the front of boxer shorts worn by Jewish men.

[Lady Jag]

13. Pokemon (n) a Rastafarian proctologist.

[Soaring Feather]

wh00p!!! ROTFLMAO!

[WayzataJOHNN]

Naughty, I like it!

[Soaring Feather]

I knew you would! :)