~The Dragon Flies' Lair VI ~

December 17,2003 | bentfeather

[Conspiracy Guy]

I messed up

[Soaring Feather]

WOW snippy, we are going to have to get this Lair wired for AC this winter.

Between you and Trike, Sam's right about the windows being steamed up. We really have a lot of humidity in here this morning.

[Soaring Feather]

I need to buy a clue from you. How much is the price prior to the 20% off?

[Colonel_Flagg]

Mornin' all ...

Here's my contribution!

They Flee From Me That Sometime Did Me Seek

They flee from me that sometime did me seek,
With naked foot stalking in my chamber.
I have seen them gentle, tame, and meek
That are now wild and do not remember
That sometime they put themselves in danger
To take bread at my hand; and now they range
Busily seeking with a continual change.

Thanked be fortune, it hath been otherwise
Twenty times better; but once in special,
In thin array after a pleasant guise,
When her loose gown did from her shoulders did fall,
And she me caught in her arms long and small,
Therewithall sweetly did me kiss,
And softly said, "Dear heart, how like you this?"

It was no dream, I lay broad waking.
But all is turned thorough my gentleness,
Into a strange fashion of forsaking;
And I have leave to go of her goodness,
And she also to use newfangleness.
But since that I so kindly am served,
I would fain know what she hath deserved.

Sir Thomas Wyatt

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning Colonel.

Lovely poem you have posted this morning.

Thank You.

[Darksheare]

*chuckle*
It's okay, it's one of those days.
I'll be bouncing about here and the Real World as well on many errands.

[SAMWolf]

As long as we're doing dog poems.

The Puppy Poem



You can't buy loyalty, they say
I bought it though, the other day;
You can't buy friendship, tried and true,
But just the same, I bought that too.

I made my bid, and on the spot
Bought love and faith and a whole job lot
Of happiness, so all in all
The purchase price was pretty small

I bought a single trusting heart,
That gave devotion from the start
If you think these things are not for sale,
Buy a brown-eyed puppy with a wagging tail.

Author Unknown

[SAMWolf]

Good Morning Everybody.

You Know The Drill
Click the Pics

Coffee & Donuts

[SAMWolf]

Morning Colonel.

Sometimes I think old English is a foreign language, when's the last time you used "fain"? LOL

Here's my contribution:

Missing You

Have you ever bothered to realize
how much you mean to me?
I care so much for you inside
and miss you so deeply.

My mind is always curious about
the way things might have been.
As days go by and time goes by,
I look back once again.

All the time I held you in my arms,
I had the whole world right there.
There you were, comforting me with
all of your charms.

Every little kiss from you
was like a dream come true.
This love that I have inside my heart,
it all belonged to you!

It's funny, all those little things
I never thought I'd miss,
Like all those conversations we had,
or the first time we kissed.

I guess that what I'm trying to say,
is I miss and love you more each day!
It hurts me not to see you,
or not to know if you're ok.

I want you to understand
that I loved you from the start.
And I want you to know,
no matter how many miles
we may be apart,
you'll always hold a special place
in my heart.

Deriek Ellis

[Soaring Feather]

Good Morning Sam!

Wow you have kicked it up a notch in The Lair this morning with the snappy and up beat show tunes.

Thanks for Breakfast and the sweet Puppy Poem!!

[Conspiracy Guy]

The retail price is $100 plus shipping and handling of $450. So with the 20% off that's $80 + $450 = $530 credit card or 12 easy payments od $80 per month.

You don't need a clue. Most buyers are democrats and a few libertarians.

If you need one it's free.

[Soaring Feather]

ROTFLOL!!

[Conspiracy Guy]

I like that.

[Soaring Feather]

Elizabeth Barrett Browning
(1806-1861)

XLIII

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!--and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

[snippy_about_it]

Good poetry from Wyatt, but what about one of your own. :)

[snippy_about_it]

Sweet poem. Who doesn't love pups? He's soooo cute.

Good mix of show music. I remember as high schoolers we were always walking to and from places and we would sing out loud songs from West Side Story, just having fun. It seemed everyone knew the lyrics to all the songs.

[Colonel_Flagg]

My Dear and Only Love

My dear and only Love, I pray
This noble world of thee
Be governed by no other sway
But purest monarchy;
For if confusion have a part,
Which virtuous souls abhor,
And hold a synod in thy heart,
I'll never love thee more.

Like Alexander I will reign,
And I will reign alone:
My thoughts shall evermore disdain
A rival on my throne.
He either fears his fate too much,
Or his deserts are small,
That puts it not unto the touch
To win or lose it all.

But I must rule and govern still,
And always give the law,
And have each subject at my will,
And all to stand in awe.
But 'gainst my battery, if I find
Thou shunn'st the prize so sore
As that thou sett'st me up a blind,
I'll never love thee more.

Or in the empire of thy heart,
Where I should solely be,
Another do pretend a part
And dares to view with me;
Or if committees thou erect,
And go on such a score,
I'll sing and laugh at thy neglect,
And never love thee more.

But if thou wilt be constant then,
And faithful of thy word,
I'll make thee glorious by my pen
And famous by my sword:
I'll serve thee in such noble ways
Was never heard before;
I'll crown and deck thee all with bays,
And love thee evermore.

James Graham, First Marquis of Montrose

[Colonel_Flagg]

Well, I can't match yours. My poetry only depresses me. :)

That, and I had to take a cold shower after reading yours ;) .... !

Matching your effort would be a signficant accomplishment. Lemme mull this over.

[snippy_about_it]

That, and I had to take a cold shower after reading yours ;) .... !

Ha!! Success. LOL.

I'm blushing, really I am. :)

[Soaring Feather]

Annabelle Lee
by Edgar Allan Poe

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulcher
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me 
Yes! that was the reason
(as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we 
Of many far wiser than we 
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
In the sepulcher there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.