The Dragonflies'Lair ~ Thread LV ~ Anniversary Thread

Poets of the Lair | August 1, 2008 | 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©
2002

[Soaring Feather]

Today is great, warm weather, doing a little housework, just taking it easy today, loving every minute of it.

FREEDOM means a lot.

[NY Attitude]

Sounds like it is one of those good days.

[Soaring Feather]

I think being profoundly aware the dang door swings both ways, is a relief.

[NY Attitude]

“You betchum Red Ryder” 8^))

[Soaring Feather]

ROTFLOL!

[MEG33]

Thank you..I am up waiting to see the men’s “redeem” team play for the gold.. My days and nights are whacko...The Olympics will end and I will try to get on a semi normal schedule again.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning, everyone.

Oh, ancient insect, with double wings
whose size has diminished at each centuries sunrise
whose wide and all seeing eyes, surprise
us with their wisdom to survive

Once a wing span of proportional size
scaled down to a small portion
survival is the name of the game

Dragonfly, of Knighthood lives
in reedy swamps, lands on fishing poles,
to take a look, landscapes beyond the realm
of fable, the dragonfly always willing and able.
Soaring Feather
(c) August 24, 2008

[Lady Jag]

Beautiful poem and graphic, really just exquisite! Kudos!

[Lady Jag]

Beanbag chairs were great until you tried to get out of them.

 

Lady Jag's Personal Horrorscope for Sunday, August 24, 2008 "It's not that I'm afraid to die, I just don't want to be there when it happens." -- Woody Allen

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Aries (March 21 - April 19)

You will answer the phone today by shouting "You bloated sack of protoplasm!." Unfortunately, it's not your friend calling. It's your mother.

Taurus (April 20 - May 20)

Be careful if you try to be funny, today. Although you are normally renowned for your dry wit, you may be a bit soggy, today.

Gemini (May 21 - June 20)

Your butler will quit, today, in a tiff. Since you can only view gif and jpeg, though, it will be quite some time before you realize that.

Cancer (June 21 - July 22)

Good time to consider capitalizing on the wave of 70's nostalgia that is sweeping the land. Why not try making shag carpeting? At least you should sit around in your beanbag chairs and discuss it.

Leo (July 23 - August 22)

If you love someone, let them go. If you hate someone, grab 'em and hang on like a dog with a stick. Snarl a bit, too -- that's always fairly effective.

Virgo (August 23 - September 22)

Everyone will stare at you like deer in headlights this week at the office. Actually, you will later decide that driving your car around inside the office may not be your best-ever idea.

Libra (September 22 - October 22)

You will need two torches, a sword, leather armor, and a significant amount of courage today. And for heaven's sake, don't forget the twine.

Scorpio (October 23 - November 21)

You will discover, today, that you can whistle and hum at the same time. This will entertain you for hours.

Sagittarius (November 22 - December 21)

You will discover that you've always had the power to go home, simply by tapping the heels of your bunny slippers together. Unfortunately, as you will also soon discover, it's not your home.

Capricorn (December 22 - January 20)

You will have an enormously exciting day, today, compared to your usual day. You will find the prize in the cereal box.

Aquarius (January 21 - February 18)

You will be walking along today when you overhear someone making a snide remark about you, drawing an unflattering comparison between your personality, and landfill. A snappy reply will occur to you, sometime late next week.

Pisces (February 19 - March 20)

You'll get your big break today! Try not to blow it. And stand up straight - shoulders back! That's better.

 

[Soaring Feather]

Beautiful poem and graphic, really just exquisite! Kudos!

Thank You, Lady.

[Soaring Feather]

Cancer (June 21 - July 22) Good time to consider capitalizing on the wave of 70's nostalgia that is sweeping the land. Why not try making shag carpeting? At least you should sit around in your beanbag chairs and discuss it.

Oh, how I hated those bean bags, I bought them for the kids, they loved them. Now they can't get out of them either. LOL

[Lady Jag]

Most people had to roll themselves out of the beanbag and the process required sticking your butt in the air for all to admire. Otherwise they were super by the fireplace on a winter evening.

If I remember right, they were hard to get rid off.

[Soaring Feather]

If I remember right, they were hard to get rid off.

Yes, and then if they sprung a leak, little plastic balls would roll all over the floor. Oy!

[NicknamedBob]

"Beanbag chairs were great until you tried to get out of them."

Hah! Nonsense, and stuff too. All you have to do is make a gracious dismount, just like from a surfboard.

[Soaring Feather]

Hah! Nonsense, and stuff too. All you have to do is make a gracious dismount, just like from a surfboard.

Yes, and that could have been the beginning of my back problems.

[Lady Jag]

Don't remind me!

Years ago, getting home after a long day away, I came home, opened the front door and it had snowed in the house and was cascading down the stairs.

Then I realized it wasn't snow. It was then entire contents of a large bean bag chair.

Way back then the stuffing was tiny styrofoam beads and you may be familiar with how difficult those are to clean up.

At the top of the stairs stood Matilda the Silky Terrier covered with styrofoam beads and looking guilty as hell, my Yorkie was cowering in the living room also covered with the stuff.

Wish I had a camera because I still laugh today at the sight. It was wicked to clean up but still the funniest damn thing that happened in my home while I was away.

[Lady Jag]

You mean like one of those Russian cossack dancers with great knees or a kangaroo?

[SevenofNine]

Breaking news from Sky news report of Iranian bound Jet crash into Kyrdatrion at this hour

Also report from SKY news too that Brit cops busted three Islamic jihaists in the UK try whack PM Gordie Brown

[Soaring Feather]

Oh, hilarious story, and you had no camera! My goodness.

[Soaring Feather]

Russian cossack dancers

my husband danced like a cossack dancer, no kidding, don’t know how he did it.