~The Dragon Flies' Lair V~

November 25, 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 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©

[snippy_about_it]

Beautiful poem today SAM. Thanks for the music and everything! I'm sure gonna miss you.

[snippy_about_it]

Wonderful news about Saddam!

Good morning feather, I'm headed home today :(

I've had a wonderful vacation but I sure am going to miss hanging around SAM.

[SAMWolf]

I hate to see you leave. it's been so much fun spending time together, wish the weather would have cooperated better.

[SAMWolf]

Nice Feather.

[Soaring Feather]

Good times
fond memories
will live in you heart
and ride with you
never to part

The sun also rises
another day
when snippy
and Sam
share another fun day!

Friends are best
held precious and dear
honored and respected
throughout the year.

[Soaring Feather]

(Bush Pulls an Ace out of the hole!)

BAWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!
ROTFLMAO

[Soaring Feather]

THANK YOU so much Trike for the lovely Sunday poem.

Your words are uplifting and gracious.

Bless you my friend.

[Soaring Feather]

The Other Day

Just the other day
I turned your picture
upside down

Your image was in the space
I wanted to use for something else

I picked up
the something up
not thinking
what it was

Placing your photo
glass down

I placed
what my hand
help atop

your image

your image

is beneath
a can of
moth balls.

Coincidental
Event or
Symbolic Act?

bentfeather
a/k/a MLH
Copyright © 06/2002
All Rights Reserved

[radu]

Howdy ms. feather!!

Excellent poem for the troops!!

They've been through a lot to reach this day, and still have a lot to go through. But today is a momentous day and we all celebrate their mission accomplished!! WOOOHOOOOOO!!

[Soaring Feather]

Hi ya radu!

Thank you so much for the kind words. I tried in a small way to thank them for their service. Grabbing the most wanted man in the world is no easy task, but Americans did it! American Military is awesome.

[radu]

Hey there feather!

You did a wonderful job thanking the troops for a job well done. The poem is beautiful.

You're right, it was no easy task but the troops pulled it off. I'm thankful to the locals who helped, too. Without their help with intel, the Rat might still be quivering in his hole right now.
A group effort that paid off in the long run. A fabulous day for all concerned!!

[Radix]

Across the silver morning sky

Some certain cynic gazes

 

Looming in the winter morning light

Attitude and rage a poet's scorn thrives

 

What is light without darkness

Great darkness after all lives

 

Look within first and then about

 

Find the rage in me if you can

Patience is not a real virtue

 

Cursed  would not wield sword

I know more of Created Light

 

My Epee'

Je connais

C'est? Say!

 

 

 

 

 

[Soaring Feather]

The water fountain reflected colors on the surface
clouds swiftly darkened
the sun's face
and shadowed the lilies
in cascading soft water droplets...

bentfeather
a/k/a MHL
Copyright © 12/14/2003
All Rights Reserved

[Radix]

I once danced
In the Ocean

The Earth has a serious pulse
The waves, tides moved over me

I felt the tides
Beyond the hides

A Harmony
Inside me

Earth has pulse
And a breath

My eyes open
Mother Earth

Warm, soothed, relaxed

There are no Pirates in this place
Only bliss, and quick breezes

Lucky Me!

[Radix]

Consider the poor Pretzel
Hardened against the World

Suffering great heat
Lacking recognition

Best friend is often a Beer
Likely to be soon consumed

Beer and Pretzels
Together once again

The mysteries of Life
Simplicity, no strife

There is no poetry
There is no spoon

Only life,
And Beer,
Comraderie

[Soaring Feather]

LOL!!

[Soaring Feather]

Good night poets.
~Dream a little~ Love a lot~

[Soaring Feather]

Good Monday morning to everyone in The Lair!

[My back yard]

Morning bentfeather. I see you are still over here posting your lovely poetry. Great! Did you hear they got that Saddam!!!

[Soaring Feather]

Good Morning MBY!! How nice to see you.

Thank you for the lovely words regarding my poetry.

How are you?

We are having a snow storm here in old N.Y. It started yesterday and is still coming down.

Yes, I did see that news about Saddam.