The Dragonflies' Lair ~ Thread XXXIX~ June ~ July~ August

Poets of The Dragonflies' Lair | June 19, 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

[NY Attitude]

The day was uneventful. Thank goodness. Didn’t that movie have Susan Hayward in it? And wasn’t she accused of murder or is that some other movie that I am thinking of? Age is a terrible thing. All of these things to remember. But, my memory is so good, I never forget anything I remember. LOL

[Soaring Feather]

Didn’t that movie have Susan Hayward in it?
Yes, she starred in the film. I am not sure if she was accused of murder, maybe so. Life got horrible for her. She was able at some point to sober up and resume her career.

It's a very intense film.

Alcoholism is a horrible disease. More die drunk from it than die sober.

Glad you had a good day. I am going to sign off for the night. Have a good rest and remember breakfast on the table for the ladies in the morning. LOL

[NY Attitude]

Rest well. Breakfast will be served @ 3:30 am PST. LOL.

[Soaring Feather]

Good night everyone.
Thanks for all the birthday wishes.

[Soaring Feather]

Sorry I will not be up at that hour, keep it warm.

[WayzataJOHNN]

In The Garden of Delight

She dances as soft as the mist about her feet
as fading quiet as the vanishing day
her gauzy shift ripples in a breeze so fey
and evening comes on cats paws fleet

In the ethereal world of her garden at night
magic flows amid the blossoms growing there
subtle soft and captivating me oh most fair
she is queen of the roses, and lilies so white

In the soft silver of the waxing moon she glows
filling the moment with her magic, her love
my breath catches, seeing her, my sweet dove
and so in wonder my deepest emotions flow

Shadowed moments and sweet soft sighs
shared caresses blending into our hidden fire
amid the subtle scents of nature’s joy ever higher
until the gentle surrender as night passing dies

[NY Attitude]

Good morning ladies. Hopefully all of you have rested well and the gifts that the sandman deposited are only a memory. Today’s breakfast is: Silver Dollar pancakes, eggs any style, assorted meats (slices of Ham, Spam, Scrapple, or a rasher of bacon), country fried potatoes and buttermilk biscuits. Of course there are assorted fruits dry cereal and plenty of coffee.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone!

In The Garden of Delight
by WayzataJohnn


She dances as soft as the mist about her feet
as fading quiet as the vanishing day
her gauzy shift ripples in a breeze so fey
and evening comes on cats paws fleet


In the ethereal world of her garden at night
magic flows amid the blossoms growing there
subtle soft and captivating me oh most fair
she is queen of the roses, and lilies so white


In the soft silver of the waxing moon she glows
filling the moment with her magic, her love
my breath catches, seeing her, my sweet dove
and so in wonder my deepest emotions flow


Shadowed moments and sweet soft sighs
shared caresses blending into our hidden fire
amid the subtle scents of nature’s joy ever higher
until the gentle surrender as night passing dies

[Soaring Feather]

Wow, have you been working in the galley for a long time, that is some banquet you offer.

Sandman stayed around a long time this morning! Guess he was tired out. LOL

[Lady Jag]

I'll have the eggs with ham, bacon and sausage.

I'll tell you, though, if the cook keeps goiing "ooh!" each time she flips food, this is going to take forever

[NY Attitude]

I worked my fingers to the bone in the preparation of breakfast. When my day is through here, I plan to do some quick grocery shopping and then pick up my meds and maybe drop off into dreamland.

[Soaring Feather]

I worked my fingers to the bone in the preparation of breakfast.

Tell me about it! LOL

[Soaring Feather]

I'll have the eggs with ham, bacon and sausage.

[Lady Jag]

That's beautiful, Way JOHNN!

Dream Dream Away! – To Summer

Dream dream away tonight With each song that feels right Some bouquets are in your mind And other's in reality you'll find Keep them and grow them more Some of them pictures will lore Daydreaming going to dreams The image of uncertainty deems Spin through clutter and rainbow Everything that's shining the day Fill every thought with a wow Come what should and what may Tumbling down to new summer Feeling the warms in its hands Finding the blossoms newcomer Each in its field and marshlands Dream dream away to the bright Morning that comes after night Filling the air with its perfume From every summer bed's bloom Peter S. Quinn

[Soaring Feather]

You need a helper.

[Soaring Feather]

Oooo most impressive graphic, wonderful dreamy poem.

[Soaring Feather]

Davis Sweet~ Moon Glow

[Lady Jag]

Hog squash!!

[Soaring Feather]

School of Swiss Chard

[NY Attitude]

You got that right. (big grin).