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~The Dragon Flies Lair~
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| August 27, 2003
| bentfeather
Posted on 08/27/2003 5:11:10 PM PDT by 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 guides we would dip and we would glide through the heavens open wide and scatter diamonds in the night sky my Dragon Fly and I...
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©
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TOPICS: Poetry
KEYWORDS: freeverse; haiku; michaeldobbs; poems; poetry; poets
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To: SAMWolf
The Song of Invisible Birds
Sam,
Good morning! Thanks for the wonderful poem this morning.
I know you love birds, feed them and enjoy their beauty.
Of course, Sam, I am a bird of a different sort!! LOL
To: snippy_about_it
Good morning Snippy.
Wonderful poem this morning. I am so very encouraged by your writing. Keep up the wonderful work. Writing from our gut is (IMHO)the way to truth as we see, know it, to heal, to ease, to escape if need be, to dream, to love, to be.
You go woman!!
To: bentfeather; snippy_about_it; SAMWolf
Morning bentfeather, snippy, and Sam.
Haven't written anything yet, no inspiration at the moment.
But I have ideas for drawings!
*snort*
(But I don't have the skill, yet, or objects needed for them! UGH!)
823
posted on
09/27/2003 9:54:44 AM PDT
by
Darksheare
(I will not _____the Dems. I will not_____the Dems. I will not _____the Dems. I will not_____the Dems)
To: bentfeather
You're very kind, thank you. I'm being brave to putting it all out here for viewing. I fear it gives too much of me away though. But what the heck, as far as we know, we only live once, might as well go for the gusto!
Good to have you here. You were missed.
824
posted on
09/27/2003 10:01:36 AM PDT
by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: SAMWolf
LOL.
How did Huey end up in that mix of songs today?
Thanks for the tunes.
825
posted on
09/27/2003 10:05:23 AM PDT
by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: SAMWolf
That looks like it could have come from your backyard SAM. Beautiful picture. Good poetry, too.
826
posted on
09/27/2003 10:06:53 AM PDT
by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: Darksheare
Good morning Darksheare.
827
posted on
09/27/2003 10:07:26 AM PDT
by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: snippy_about_it
Morning.
*chuckle*
Wandering about threads as usual.
828
posted on
09/27/2003 10:11:37 AM PDT
by
Darksheare
(I will not _____the Dems. I will not_____the Dems. I will not _____the Dems. I will not_____the Dems)
To: snippy_about_it
I have missed everyone so much, too.
Writing takes brave and bold actions, facing the truth about ourselves and the guts to put it out for all to see.
Take it from me snippy it's takes guts, or as we Finns say, Sisu.
Sam knows about Sisu.
To: bentfeather
Ahhh, broken hearts and lost love, and DREK!:
A broken note of a dream long gone
The faded promises of a love long ago betrayed
It used to be that she dreamed of me
But I no longer float in her dreamscape sky.
She's all I still see
And I cannot hide the tears in my eyes.
Somehow it all fell apart
Wanted us to be together again
Somewhere the road was lost
And we wander in the mist in silence
And it's all a memory floating on the dust
Was I too hard to hold?
Was I a thorn of ice to you?
Pleasing to see but never meant to belong?
Did the song in the night turn to shrieks of rage?
How did it all end like this
Silence where once we laughed
A chilly step where there was once a path
I think of what was so often
And I wish there was more to see
The pain inside is so cruelly killing me
But I've drifted to the dark side of me.
And sing the broken notes from a dream long gone.
830
posted on
09/27/2003 11:36:54 AM PDT
by
Darksheare
(I will not _____the Dems. I will not_____the Dems. I will not _____the Dems. I will not_____the Dems)
To: Darksheare; bentfeather; snippy_about_it; SAMWolf; Flurry
Since everyone here has a cold, I
came up with a little rhyme.
Green goo is in my shoe.
Warn me please, when you sneeze...
Gives you a warm, fuzzy feeling all
over, doesn't it? (ha ha)
831
posted on
09/27/2003 1:09:26 PM PDT
by
Darkchylde
(Publishable Menacing Inc.)
To: Darksheare; SAMWolf; snippy_about_it; Darkchylde; Flurry; HairOfTheDog; Rhyminsimon; Samwise; ...

In the diamond mine of me sparkles a brilliance for you to see the beauty of the inner me...
A soul of love and fealty reflections of a personality tried by fire and reality in a crucible of agony freed by maturity and reality near the edge of time listening to the planets rhyme and sing their songs in heavenly places and smiles on cherubs little faces fluttering little golden wings of gossamer and fragile things above the birds and dragon flies laughing at the butterflies weaving, dipping on the wind skating on a crystal thin layer of ice
oh yes, this is my place, this is my home, I'm not alone... My diamond mine shines free for all the world to look and see the beauty of the soul that is me...
bentfeather Copyright (c)2003 All Rights Reserved
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To: Darkchylde
EWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!
833
posted on
09/27/2003 1:54:01 PM PDT
by
SAMWolf
(A conscience is what hurts when all your other parts feel so good.)
To: bentfeather
I know you love birds, feed them and enjoy their beauty. One of the simpler joys in life.
834
posted on
09/27/2003 1:55:18 PM PDT
by
SAMWolf
(A conscience is what hurts when all your other parts feel so good.)
To: bentfeather
I like that one.
I call your name, but you are gone
and though I try, I can't move on.
Alone I sit under the moon,
with no comfort but the sound of a loon.
Clear skies, but clouds in my eyes.
The stars, they twinkle while I cry.
And I keep asking myself "why?"
Why did I let you go?
Why couldn't I let you know,
I never meant those words I said.
By my pride, I was misled.
Now I close my eyes & weep.
Tonight, I know I'll not sleep.
But when I open my eyes I see
you standing right in front of me.
The dawn has offered me reprieve.
I would be a fool not to receive.
Maybe I've been saved from a fall,
I've found my happy ending afterall.
835
posted on
09/27/2003 2:04:51 PM PDT
by
Darkchylde
(Publishable Menacing Inc.)
To: SAMWolf
I'm just glad I can still
THINK with this cold.
I'm the court jester.
Although I'm smiling outside,
inside is a frown.
836
posted on
09/27/2003 2:12:48 PM PDT
by
Darkchylde
(Publishable Menacing Inc.)
To: Darkchylde
*runs through while being chased by longer*
Maybe if I run through other dead threads I can lose the furniture?
*Instantly assaulted by a toaster in reply*
Run! Run for your lives!
*Leaps out window, furniture in hot pursuit.*
837
posted on
09/27/2003 3:36:27 PM PDT
by
Darksheare
(I will not _____the Dems. I will not_____the Dems. I will not _____the Dems. I will not_____the Dems)
To: Darkchylde
Thanks much Chylde.
I call your name, but you are gone and though I try, I can't move on.
I like your writing style very much. This piece is especially nice and well written. Thanks much for posting it.
To: Darksheare
Thou art playful little one.
A mirthful muse you have undone,
so jesting round it will be
and laughing on the thread for thee!
To: Darksheare
Thou art playful little one.
A mirthful muse you have undone,
so jesting round it will be
and laughing on the thread for thee!
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