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

[tomkow6]

Good morning,

Ms Feather!

 

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone!

Getting the jump on the weekend!
Hope everyone has a grand time.
Fair weather in sight for a parties delight!

[Soaring Feather]

[StarfireIV]

Thanks friend. Some home traction exercises were taught to me by family friend who is an MD and is helping me with avoiding the knife. Kind of stinks when your principal summer activities are motorcycling, guitar, and high-powered rifle competition.

[StarfireIV]

Thanks. I tried acupuncture, but the relief was only temporary. As soon as the needles were removed, it was back to carrying the load of stones.

[Soaring Feather]

Seriously I do know what you are going through. I was not able to walk for months.

Best instructions, lay, stand or walk, do not sit. I take it your disk has popped out and pressing on your sciatic nerve? So painful. This summer you will have to change your general activities in order to get well and strong.

If you can avoid surgery that will be best. Good luck to you and be sure to stop around the Lair often!

[StarfireIV]

Thanks again. Actually it is between c5 and c6. It feels like a dagger is permanently parked between my spine and right shoulder blade and my right arm feels like pins and needles, agony, or like it is on fire. Hell of a way to start summer vacation. BTW are you Native American?

[Soaring Feather]

Mine was lower back I have a permanent disability from it.
BTW are you Native American?
Small part Seneca Indian father's side, mostly European blood.

[Soaring Feather]

Lady, I have a visiting cat in my house, her name is Fiona!
She is a Tiger kitty, very lovely with seven toes.

[Soaring Feather]

Fiona, is having a snack.

[Kathy in Alaska]

What a cool visitor? Is she staying the weekend?

[Soaring Feather]

Nah, she left already, missed her family! LOL

[Lady Jag]

I hate housework it's such a bore
Dusting and sweeping is such a chore
That pile of ironing I'll put out of sight
Perhaps I'll do it tomorrow night
Sink full of dishes and shopping to do
Put on the kettle let's have a brew
The dog to be walked and the kids to be fed
And all he does is lay in bed
Do the weeding, mow that grass
If only I was upper class
A cleaning lady I would get
Housework I could then forget
Until then I'll just have to cope
Put on the telly let's watch a soap

[Kathy in Alaska]

Do you have an open door policy?

[Soaring Feather]

Fiona through the screen door.
Sorry the picture is not so great.
Do you have an open door policy?
Yes, open borders!!

[Soaring Feather]

Did Lady Jag pen this little piece?? Me thinks so, dang good, too!

[Lady Jag]

Thank you, it is my style. I think it was written by Anonymous, though I definitely share the sentiments.

[Lady Jag]

How lovely to have a kitty visitor!

Is this a well-traveled cat?

[Soaring Feather]

I don’t know much about her, she lives on the corner and comes to visit me. She is a young cat, probably a year or so old.

Today my daughter stopped to visit for a while, we went to the back yard, and Fiona was out there, teasing a nasty squirrel. She followed us around to the back steps and wanted to come in. I said not this time Fiona. Well, as my daughter was leaving through the front door, Fiona made a bee line for my apt. I let her snoop around, then she got on the couch to look out the window, I figured she wanted out and let her out. She is very sweet.

[Lady Jag]

My childhood neighborhood had a cat that spent time with various families. Since we all had pets we accommodated her.

Herriot wrote a book of cat stories and one was of an extremely sociable cat. It hung around his house for a while before he and his wife let it in and adopted it. Then the Herriots noticed the cat was gone at certain hours on specific days.

Turned out the cat had a schedule. Tuesday he went to the ladies quilting bee, Thursday was poker night, and so on. A Super story, people at all the places he went considered him their friends and would expect the cat to show up and brought food for him.

Sweet.