~The Dragon Flies' Lair IV~

November 7, 2003 | bentfeather

[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 guide
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©

[Soaring Feather]

lies=lay

oh my girl...

[Colonel_Flagg]

Pleased to meet you, Sarge!

This place is special. Feeling like a part of it already. I posted one piece earlier today and am working on another, much more positive, effort. :)

[Colonel_Flagg]

Colonel, please join in on the writing.

Only too happy to oblige. :)

The Field

I can see myself beneath my skin
The inside, the place I guard
as life itself.

The fog lifts; the mist burns away
Beyond, an unseen field
Unknown to me.

Hesitant, I advance, but as I move
New voices call to me
Voices of friends.

"Fear not," they say, "come hence."
"The breeze is warm, the burden light,"
"Enjoy the view."

Regrets and pain remain, but now
A new first step awaits
Into the field.

I adore you, she I love,
And please know I always will
Joy of my heart.

But stepping forward heals me
Freedom I find, words liberate
I start anew!

[Soaring Feather]

I can see myself beneath my skin
The inside, the place I guard
as life itself.

Under my skin
deep within
the sanctuary
of my soul
glows my love
for him
he is my love

my soft covering
against the cold
hard rains of day
chaffing winds of
yesterday...

he is my succor
my balm of healing
my harmony of the
subliminal

my ballast and
my keel
I love him
to the narrow
marrow of my bones...

He is til death do we part...

bentfeather

[Soaring Feather]

Good night poets.
radu, you know Phil is waiting for tonight.
Click the Dragon Fly
Dream a Little, Love a Lot

[radu]

Doggone...got here just a tad late. Good night, feather. Sweet dreams.
Hubby's in the garage so Phil is cranked a little louder than usual tonight. *giggle* Loooove that silky voice! Thanks!!

[radu]

Upsy daisy.

*giggle* I guess I deserve it for getting here so late.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone in the Lair.

[Soaring Feather]

Upsy daisy.

ROTFLOL!!

[Colonel_Flagg]

And a fine good morning to you. :)

[snippy_about_it]

Very nice Colonel, the anticipation of the new venture shines through and the emotions felt are clear.

I also see you have inspired feather to pen a reply. Wonderful!

I have a feeling we will see more of you here and that's a good thing. :)

[Conspiracy Guy]

Morning. Conspiracy Guy, says hey!!

[Soaring Feather]

Oh my gosh Flurry, that's a hoot!

ROTFLOL

[snippy_about_it]

LOL. Good morning Flurry.

[Conspiracy Guy]

Conspiracy Guy knows where Elvis is. Area 51. Conspiracy Guy is going in to free Elvis.

[snippy_about_it]

Good morning feather. I hope your day isn't too hectic but it will be nice when all the work is finished won't it.

I'm off for my Friday meetings *ugh* they love to have here at work just to attempt to ruin our weekends. LOL.


See you later.

[Conspiracy Guy]

Howdy.

[Soaring Feather]

Area Fifty One! ROTFLOL

Oh my gosh, the pics keep getting better!!!!!!

LOL

[Johnny Gage]

Good Morning Ms. Feather!

It's been a while for me. I haven't quite gotten used to finding your threads each day.

Since I've been quite busy, and haven't had time to write anything new, I thought I'd post something that I've found, and have in my "Firefighter's Collection"

A Volunteer Firefighter's Prayer

God; please, as you tuck them in tonight, Keep the children safe..
Let me not have to hear their cries From a careless act of fate..

Keep their parents all aware, the fragilness Of each young soul..
Don't let them waiver from their role of Watching out for them..

Will not, a fire in the night and drag me From my slumber..
To listen to the grieving hearts or the Gratitude of others..

I don't want to hear the siren for an Auto wreck tonight..
I've untangled enough twisted metal With the Jaws of Life..

And when I wake tomorrow, grant me patience When I see,
A mother driving with her child Without a safety seat..

Grant me wisdom in the situations I might face with each new day,
In case, by chance, there might be a newborn on the way..

Just in case I lose the fight for someone's Life I battled,
Remind me that I'm fallible, just as human As the rest..

Give me courage to move on although It may not be enough..
And let me always give my best..

By Laurie Wood

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning Johnny. Sooooo nice to see you.

Nice poem you have given us this morning. I have always enjoyed your Firemen's Poems.

We have some wondeful poets here Johnny. I would like for you to meet Flurry, Old Sarge, and our Colonel Flagg. Perhaps you know The Colonel from the Foxhole.

If you wish I can ping you in my opening ping. I do not post a daily thread.