~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©

[snippy_about_it]

Glad to hear you are doing better.

I'm getting better every day. Like feather and Sam I still have the cough but I'll be spunky again in no time!

[Darksheare]

Yup.
I snuck in and then wandered off.
Real life beckoned and I had to split for a while.
*ugh!*

And yes, the other side of the coin.
*chuckle*

[Darksheare]

Been looking for that band's album with that one on it.
There's two versions of that song, one is a remix.
*sigh*

[Old Sarge]

Thanks, Sam. That's good stuff.

[SAMWolf]

You're welcome Sarge. Nice dancing you've been doing with Feather.

[Old Sarge]

I've never done better.

I'd like some more...

[Soaring Feather]

You a shadow
I watched awakening to a
summer desire

Something you cried for is
my love

Will you regret sending
me into dusk?
I never laughed again...

bentfeather
02/06/07

[Old Sarge]

Laugh once more,
with me this night,
tell your woes,
I'll set things right,

Dance with me,
so close and tight,
I'll kiss my name
upon your lips tonight.

[radu]

Good evening everyone!

What's the matter, ms. feather? Am I the only "Hoover" here? LOL!!
I'll scarf up those donut crumbs no problem when I get back from town. How's that? *giggle* Can't have a crumby kitchen, can we?

Hope everyone's doing well. :-)

[Soaring Feather]

In my colors full and bright
I turn my cheek to you tonight
to place a compassion kiss
on a tear stained face

In my colors dull and gray
there is no sun for me today

In my colors sad and blue
I write poetry for you

In my black velvet nights
with you to hold me tight
everything is alright

In my colors of the day
when you are so far away
there are no smiles on my face
a soul laid bare in despair

In the cold dark stretch of space
I see the dark cold ones face
driving devils in the night
this one has no skin
but bone
and drives the bloody race alone
in the cold dark realm of night
he does scream in the flight..
There is no solace there
in the hoar frost on his hair
cold and ice every where...

bentfeather
02/06/04

[Darksheare]

I have something half written, it only needs four more lines before it 'feels' complete..

[Soaring Feather]

Oh my goodness radu he is beautiful!! Thank You so much! Yup you are the only Hoover here, Darksheare doesn't vac up nights around here. LOL

[radu]

Don't worry, I'll be more than happy to suck up those crumbs when I get back....especially the chok-lit. LOL!!

By then, Darksheare should have his poem feeling right. :-)

See y'all later.

[Soaring Feather]

Darksheare,

Would you be a dear and post your self portrait again. Some of our residents have not seen your work.

I love that graphic.

[Darksheare]

Okers, and okers.

[Darksheare]

Okers.
One pretty darn close self sketch coming up.

[Darksheare]

No long goodbyes
No more sad eyes
No more secrets that we'd share
No more fingers through your hair
No longer you
No longer me
No more messages you've called
No more laughter in the hall
No disgrace shall mar your name
No memory for you of the flame
No more whispers in the rain
No more more bittersweet pain
No tears from you shall fall
No more my name you'll call
No regrets to make
No fears after the wake

[Soaring Feather]

No more love to haunt my heart
No more sparks to light the day
No more Be My Valentine
No more with this ring
No more of my songs to sing
No more chapel bells to peal
No more love it isn't real

[Soaring Feather]

Thank You Dark. I love this graphic.

[Darksheare]

Thank you, and welcome.

And no, I don't know why that freeverse stuff above came into my head.
It just did a few days ago when listening to, of all things, a love song.