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~The Dragon Flies Lair II~
bentfeather
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Posted on 09/30/2003 5:27:59 PM PDT by snippy_about_it
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: radu
Pennsylvania requires only one plate, so several, errr, pranks were pulled with odd front plates.
Yes, a sign with a grey mist field under a full moon with the words The Vehicle of the Eventide lettered in the center would look neat.
541
posted on
10/13/2003 4:39:42 AM PDT
by
Darksheare
(Good, Bad, I'm the guy with the Nun.)
To: bentfeather; snippy_about_it; Flurry; Darksheare; Darkchylde; Trikebuilder; All
Good Morning Everybody.

Coffee & Donuts
542
posted on
10/13/2003 7:15:49 AM PDT
by
SAMWolf
(Friction is a drag.)
To: SAMWolf
Freeper Laura Earl and I became officially engaged Saturday and this morning I wrote this little rhyme.
She Said
We went out to our jewelry store,
To see just what was there.
We looked at rings with diamonds,
One-Carat Solitaire.
She found the one that caught her eye,
I asked if they would clean it.
I louped it under different lights,
It jumped to life I mean it.
I hit one knee and asked her if,
She would become my wife.
The answer that came from her lips,
Was strange, you bet your life.
There I knelt with heart a pound,
Expecting shed say yes.
Instead with tears she issued forth,
Well sure, I mean, I guess.
Flurry 10/13/3 about 10/11/3
543
posted on
10/13/2003 7:16:20 AM PDT
by
Conspiracy Guy
(Of course it doesn't rhyme. It's a tagline not a poem.)
To: snippy_about_it; bentfeather
My Flowers

My flowers do not come from shops... Or near my garden
wall...Because my flowers are the friends... Who take the
time to call... They are the living lilacs and... The roses red
and white... The tulips and forget-me-nots... Of every day
and night... They are the folks who ring my bell... Or write
me from afar... To offer me their services... And tell me how
they are... Who somehow always seem to have... A little time
to spare... To fill my vases with their smiles... And let me
know they care... They are the gentle souls with whom... I
never want to part... Because they are the flowers fair... That
blossom in my heart.
James J. Metcalfe
544
posted on
10/13/2003 7:16:45 AM PDT
by
SAMWolf
(Friction is a drag.)
To: SAMWolf
I just posted to yesterday.
545
posted on
10/13/2003 7:18:41 AM PDT
by
Conspiracy Guy
(Of course it doesn't rhyme. It's a tagline not a poem.)
To: Flurry; Laura Earl
Well sure, I mean, I guess. LOL! I think that's an excellent response!
Good poetry this morning Flurry.
546
posted on
10/13/2003 8:29:00 AM PDT
by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: SAMWolf
Nice poetry this morning and some hysterical music. ;)
547
posted on
10/13/2003 8:29:46 AM PDT
by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: snippy_about_it
I looked at her, in response to that response, the way my Lab looks at me when she isn't sure what I'm saying. Head twisting to the left. I think that was the first time she ever mushed out in all the time I've known her.
548
posted on
10/13/2003 8:40:17 AM PDT
by
Conspiracy Guy
(Of course it doesn't rhyme. It's a tagline not a poem.)
To: snippy_about_it
I sent this with my FR quarterly Credit Card donation this morning.
"Freedom"
Freedom isnt free you know,
The cost is very high.
For freedom, battles must be fought,
And often people die.
We fight a war here everyday,
Against the liberal horde.
Our voice is heard, at least its read,
We speak through a keyboard.
So rally round the FR flag,
And listen when I say.
With your support we can fight on,
One dollar everyday.
Flurry 10/13/3
549
posted on
10/13/2003 8:53:16 AM PDT
by
Conspiracy Guy
(Of course it doesn't rhyme. It's a tagline not a poem.)
To: Flurry
Thanks, that's great. I could never rhyme like that. I have one I wrote this morning about a dear friend and there isn't a rhyme to be found in it anywhere. I think I'll post it now. LOL.
550
posted on
10/13/2003 9:20:02 AM PDT
by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: SAMWolf; bentfeather; Darksheare; Flurry
Beyond words

I want to write about a love,
a love I have for a friend that is beyond measure.
Where do I find the words to decsribe this love?
I search my soul and find only feelings I am unable to express with speech
I look to my lips for the words to form and find only a smile that will not fade when thinking of him.
I listen to my heart and hear only the sound of serenity in knowing him, it cannot be written down.
A connection, a bond, a oneness of being that reaches beyond reason and explanation, yet it's there and if fills me with joy.
A love for a friend ~ beyond words
sai 10.03
551
posted on
10/13/2003 9:21:02 AM PDT
by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: snippy_about_it
I like prose.
552
posted on
10/13/2003 9:25:21 AM PDT
by
Conspiracy Guy
(Of course it doesn't rhyme. It's a tagline not a poem.)
To: snippy_about_it
Very nice. I could foul it up and make it rhyme. But I don't mess with other peoples feelings so eloquently (sp) expressed.
553
posted on
10/13/2003 9:27:23 AM PDT
by
Conspiracy Guy
(Of course it doesn't rhyme. It's a tagline not a poem.)
To: Flurry
I'd foul it up big time if I tried to rhyme. I just don't have the vocabulary for it. :(
554
posted on
10/13/2003 9:28:45 AM PDT
by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: snippy_about_it
I don't have a vocabulary either whatever that is. But I flunked sentence structure so Rhyming is easy for me. You on the other hand have good structure.
Seriresly; Thoughts expressed and understood are the key to communication. I loved the piece you posted.
555
posted on
10/13/2003 9:51:11 AM PDT
by
Conspiracy Guy
(Of course it doesn't rhyme. It's a tagline not a poem.)
To: Flurry
I don't have a vocabulary either whatever that is. LOL.
I loved the piece you posted.
Thank you.
556
posted on
10/13/2003 1:35:00 PM PDT
by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: snippy_about_it
Excellent poetry. You have a hidden talent for writing prose.
557
posted on
10/13/2003 2:06:49 PM PDT
by
SAMWolf
(Friction is a drag.)
To: bentfeather
Good night feather, not home yet? It's getting late...
558
posted on
10/13/2003 8:01:01 PM PDT
by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: SAMWolf
You have a hidden talent for writing prose. Thank you SAM. I hope it's not too hidden. LOL! Seriously, thank you for the compliment.
559
posted on
10/13/2003 8:02:17 PM PDT
by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: snippy_about_it
Arrrghhh! I found my first typo in my prose! :(
Note to self. Check and double check.
560
posted on
10/13/2003 8:23:04 PM PDT
by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
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