The Dragonflies' Lair ~ Thread XXXVII~May, June 2007

Soaring Feather/Poets of The Lair | May 7, 2007 | Soaring Feather

[Soaring Feather]

My Dragonfly 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 (c) 2002

[Soaring Feather]

Ah, but that is a good to hear. Now don’t worry about the dust gathering thing, at least you have that much down.

Then comes the winnowing of the words.

You have a well spring of travel and places to write from, fabulous news to hear you are starting to put them down.

Yes, Dean Martin, I was looking for Jo Stafford, no dice.

[Soaring Feather]

LOL great graphic, I love it.

[NY Attitude]

All of a sudden I have the uncontrollable urge for a “Twinkie”.

[Lady Jag]

[NY Attitude]

To prevent the composition of a Tome, would a series of Travel Poems be appropriate?

[NY Attitude]

You have gone and done it now. I will have to get dressed and go to the store for some Twinkies. LOL

[Soaring Feather]

Oh sure they would! Go for it!

One key to writing is jote down thoughts as they come to you. Just get them on paper whenever possible.

Then if you wish to, write a draft, then refine the draft.

However, this rogue poet does not work that way, mine is all totally free verse. ;)

Anytime you need help just whistle.

[Lady Jag]

Was it the “Magic Bus”?

The Golden Bus!

[NY Attitude]

Thanks (Big Smile).

[NY Attitude]

I was thinking of the “Magic Bus” by the Who.

[Soaring Feather]

Gotta go out for a bite, School Budget Vote. See you soon.

Lady, you still have class?

[NY Attitude]

Bon Appetite.

[Lady Jag]

Joy and Sorrow chapter VIII

Then a woman said, "Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow." And he answered: Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can it be? The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain. Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven? And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives? When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy. When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight. Some of you say, "Joy is greater than sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater." But I say unto you, they are inseparable. Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed. Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy. Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced. When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall. Khalil Gibran

[Lady Jag]

Yup, class tonight and for five weeks after. Ends 6/19 for the summer.

[NY Attitude]

Very interesting writing.

[Lady Jag]

Get some for me, too, will you?

[Lady Jag]

Yeah, another great graphic with no signature.

Sign your stuff people so we can further appreciate it!

[NY Attitude]

Happy to. No sweat. 8^)

[Soaring Feather]

Did my thing and voted!

Now, it’s time for some chow. ;)

[Soaring Feather]

Joy and Sorrow chapter VIII
Khalil Gibran

Suburb!