~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©

[Colonel_Flagg]

Mr. Gage and I are acquainted. Small world, huh?

Such a talented web we weave. :)

[Conspiracy Guy]

Conspiracy Guy is everywhere.

[Johnny Gage]

Small world - LOL!

Indeed, the Col. lives up in "God's Backyard" (the northern part of Minnesota)

[Johnny Gage]

ROFL!

Do you have one of CG at the Dallas Library? (in honor of JFK's 40th anniversary?)

If it's been posted, I may have missed it.

                                   

[Conspiracy Guy]

You mean here?

[Conspiracy Guy]

Conspiracy Guy and Tourist Guy.

[Soaring Feather]

Welcome to the Lair "Conspiracy guy"!!

LOL

[Conspiracy Guy]

Freeper Flurry needs to write Conspiracy Guy a poem.

[SAMWolf]

Good Morning Everybody.

You Know The Drill
Click the Pics

Coffee & Donuts

[Conspiracy Guy]

Conspiracy Guy providing cover for some Freepers near a Hitlery Clintoon Book signing in Lower Manhattan. Please note that the sun always shines on Conspiracy Guy.

[SAMWolf]

The Dragonfly



A dragonfly,
body blue, flashing wing,
came to lite upon a blade of summer grass,
pale green-- fresh, dewy morning,
on the bank of a river,
clear, spring-fed stream, gently rolling,
near where I lay fishing,
slim bamboo pole, shining nylon string.

He rested there,
pale wing joyfully quivering,
looking out upon the water,
full of life, yet-- quiet, contemplating,
dreaming dragonfly dreams,
flashing wings, other mornings.

Then,
with dazzling flash of pale green wing,
took flight through the clear morning air,
swiftly soaring over the rolling stream
beyond the distant bank, disappearing
past a far field of waving grass
on the sunny summer morning.

As he flew,
bouncing on the breeze,
I was left wondering what answers he knew,
sailing there among the leaves.
What knowledge had he found,
that bid him sail through the crystal sky,
while I, left behind, trapped & earth-bound,
could only watch and wonder why.

Brian K. Miller

[Soaring Feather]

Oh my gosh, Flurry, this is hilarious!!

[Soaring Feather]

Freeper Flurry needs to write Conspiracy Guy a poem.




Yes, you do LOL.

[Conspiracy Guy]

He’s Everywhere!
Whenever there’s a big event, Be it bad or good. Look around you’ll see him there, Watching like he should. He’s here, he’s there, he’s everywhere, You’ll see him if you look. Be watchful for he blends right in, Like pages in a book. But always know that he’s around To you, I wouldn’t lie. Yes he’ll be there, I know, you bet He is Conspiracy Guy.

Flurry 11/21/03

[Soaring Feather]

Flurry, here's one place that guy has not been.

[Soaring Feather]

ohhhhhhh Sam, love this poem. Thanks so much, love the tunes, also.

[Colonel_Flagg]

I get vertigo just looking at this. Egad. :)

You couldn't pay me enough to either go up there or take that picture. Any idea what building this is?

[Conspiracy Guy]

See the foot just to the left of center on the lower edge of the pic? That is Conspiracy Guy's foot.

[Soaring Feather]

No, Colonel I don't know where this building is. I would guess NYC.

[Colonel_Flagg]

Just curious. If it were me, I'd at least like to know where I was before doing something stupid that would lead me to fall to my untimely demise. ;)