~The Dragon Flies' Lair~ VIII

January 29, 2004 | bentfeather, Poets of The Dragon Flies' Lair

[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]

:-) Thanks snippy.

What I learn is your style of writing that's all. We write exactly the way we talk. It's our voice.

[snippy_about_it]

LOL. You mean you can't read my mind, I was sure of it! I write like I think, that's all I know.

[SAMWolf]

While the moon is full
I reach for you
to touch your face
to feel your beard stubble
to snuggle near the warmth
of your body

Hey! That sounds like me!!

[Soaring Feather]

I am innocent!! LOL

[SAMWolf]

I am innocent!!

Sure you are. ;-)

[Soaring Feather]

~ Bonnie Tyler~ It's A Heart Ache~

[Old Sarge]

I awoke
to the chill of the air
that comes before dawn,
that all know, who
watch by night.

The room was the same
the place was the same
but I was not.
Nor would I ever be.

I was covered by a velvet cloth,
the sarape' that She wore,
before...

Where Was She?

I whipped my eyes around,
ears searching every sound,
and found Her by the hearth.

My Love was there,Br>crouched at fireside,
hugging herself,
shivering in the cold.
She was watching the coals in
the cooling fireplace,
watching alone.

I moved to be with Her,
wrapping the velvet around her shaking form
and took wood to build up
the fire again.

Wordlessly, She watched me work,
Her shuddering grew less as
the fire warmth played over Her.

And She smiled at me,
gently as before,
but now demure and shy.
And She was lovlier.

[Old Sarge]

Philosophy. Utter philosophy, and accuracy.

[Old Sarge]

I was watching Her, this woman
who says Her name is
My Love.
Rubbish.
And you know it.

She must have seen my face,
the suspicion and the doubt.
Her eyes changed, too;
slightly sad, wringing the heart
Damn, She's good.

I moved to speak, to
question Her, but
She spoke first.

"You don't believe me,"
My Love said. "I know.
You've doubted for so long, it's so hard
for you to trust.
The healing's only begun."

How do you know my pain,
I asked.
How can you know so much about me,
that I don't even think of, myself?

"I know all about you
past and present", She said.
"I'm part of you, and you of me,
you feel it, let it go."

Who are you?
"I am Your Love," She said,
as if it were her name.
No, really, stop the game,
some call-girl thing, with a stage persona, or somethi...

"No", She said, "It's the truth.
I am Your Love. Just as you have Your Pain, Your Fear, Your Anger, Your Hope -
I am Your Love."

[Soaring Feather]

"No", She said, "It's the truth.
I am Your Love. Just as you have Your Pain, Your Fear,
Your Anger, Your Hope -
I am Your Love."

Excellent.

[snippy_about_it]

Who are you?
"I am Your Love," She said,
as if it were her name.
"No", She said, "It's the truth.

I am Your Love. Just as you have Your Pain, Your Fear, Your Anger, Your Hope - I am Your Love."

This is wonderful!

[snippy_about_it]

LOL. We both really liked that last part. Nicely done.

[Old Sarge]

My love?!? I said.
That's not possible, that's
insane. How can Love be real?
It's not.
Not for me, anyway...

"That's Your Pain talking",
She said, "and it's blind,
most times.
And blinds you to
the things around you,
like me."

What would you know
of my pain?
You've only seen me
a few nights ago, and
last night, when we...

"I've know you
all your life," She said.
"Your mother's song,
your first date,
all of it, I know.
Your sorrow, too
I share with you."

[Old Sarge]

Her words went deep
in my heart, but I couldn't, I just...
Then where have you been,
I asked bitterly.

"I've been waiting for you," My Love told me,
"But you have had no room,
so full of sorrow,
brim full of tears, you couldn't empty your heart
by yourself.
You needed me, as I need you.
For Love cannot survive alone. You can't be in love alone,
you are always in love with someone, not without."

I knew that was true,
all too true,
about being in love alone.

"Tell me, why did you
re-light the fire just now?" My Love asked.

You were cold, I said,
and so was I...

"You stirred the ashes", She replied,
"warmed the dying embers, and
brought back warmth and comfort.
Just like with me?"

Then, I saw what
My Love meant.
I reached my hand to Her face, felt Her
platinum hair, drank her
eyes and whispered,
can you really be My Love?

[Soaring Feather]

The consequence of wanting
to be in love
with you is
the chance
I need to happiness
and dancing forever
to the moving wind's desire

bentfeather
02/05/04

[Old Sarge]

wanting
to be in love
with you is
the chance
I need to happiness

Just a chance
is all Love needs
to enter and be
felt, and seen
in your other's eyes.

[Soaring Feather]

Just a chance
is all Love needs
to enter and be
felt, and seen
in your other's eyes.

In his eyes I am his star
shining bright
his pot of gold
his forever friend
to the end...

[snippy_about_it]

Very nice you two. I've enjoyed this.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone!
Happy Friday to ya all!

[snippy_about_it]

Good morning feather. I know I sure am glad it's Friday!