~The Dragon Flies' Lair Thread XI~

April 17, 2004 | bentfeather, and 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 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©

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning poets!
Sorry I'm late to summon you in, Sam beat me to the draw.

[Soaring Feather]

I Didn't Go to Church Today

I have not seen this poem before now. Beautiful graphic. Loving the Willie Nelson this morning, thank you, Sam.

[NicknamedBob]

They Did Not Stop

You tend to find your way downhill, as life knocks you about,
Down to a place from which you think there’s really no way out.
You’ve got your back against a rock, and all your choices hard,
And all your muscles scream that you can’t go another yard.

Some think the answer then is to just give up and die,
But you won’t know what you can do unless you make the try.
For every lauded hero who has made it to the top,
A hundred others fell in the attempt, but did not stop.

They did not stop for hunger. They did not stop for thirst.
They did not stop when fighting got to be the very worst.
They only stopped to rest a bit, when life itself ran out,
And gave a prayer with their last thought, and sent it with a shout.

Lord, do not take my soul right now, but keep it in the fight,
I haven’t done my utmost yet, to battle for the right.
I still have fierceness in me, a rage to do my part.
Please let me try to work it out, til love is in my heart.

Unseen by all, a loving hand, so gently lays him down,
And lovingly adjusts the volume of the noise that’s all around.
Your battle’s done, it has been won, for now just take a rest,
For war is but a harvest, and I’ve taken all the best.

And soon I’ll bring a stop to it, and put all things to right,
And I’m collecting soldiers for the glory of that fight.
You’ve proved that you are one of them, and now you’ll join my ranks,
Of angels who do battle with much stronger things than tanks.

We’ll soon take on my enemies, called wickedness and greed,
And battle in the garden where all hatred is a weed.
I’ll need some help with all of that, a person just like you.
Someone who’s kind, someone who’s fair, someone who’s just. Like you.

NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . . April 29, 2004

[Soaring Feather]

They Did Not Stop

Thank You, Bob. Wonderful work.

[SAMWolf]

For a long time, I've considered the beauty of the outdoors as "church"

[SAMWolf]

Excellent!

[Soaring Feather]

Absolutely ,yes.

I have in my memory bank a place in the most beautiful woods on the land I grew up on.

It was a clearing, a large clearing with the sun beaming in and it's rays showering the area like the apse of a church.

The area was filled with wild flowers especially this time of the year.

I would hold court there among nature's little animals, and her dragonflies. All would be well for me in that place. I learned years later, it was my three brothers favorite place, too. It was a solace for the soul.

[NicknamedBob]

No wonder you can fly!

You found your "happy place."

[Soaring Feather]

No wonder you can fly!

You found your "happy place."

Yes, I did as a small child. It's beautiful there. It has been many years since I have been able to go there, the farm was sold.

[Professional Engineer]

How did you know I love trains?

[Soaring Feather]

Serendipity?? :-)

[Professional Engineer]

ROFL. Steam locomotives are mechanical marvels. I drool just looking at one.

[Soaring Feather]

When I was a kid my mother took me on a train trip. Also, in the 50s I was on a train coming from Indiana back to New York State.

As a kid I watch the puffer bellies while I was riding the school bus. The road and train tracks ran parallel.

Old black smoke just belching out of her stack. Loved it. So sad, we don't have many trains anymore.

[Soaring Feather]

Twilight's Barefoot Dancer

Twilight catches a barefoot dancer
in long gathered skirts of satin
a love dance clutching
lace and velvet
lighting me with your life
and your desire
soft in the tangled straw
forgetting those bonds
precious to you
Barefoot, I withdraw to the
book of barren kings

bentfeather
04.29.04

Touch the graphic if you wish.....

[Soaring Feather]

Friends,

bodganPloska, needs our prayers urgently. Family members where hit by a drunk driver and are in crititical condition. Please offer up prayers for bodgan's family.

[SAMWolf]

bodganPloska, needs our prayers urgently. Family members where hit by a drunk driver and are in crititical condition. Please offer up prayers for bodgan's family.

Thanks Feather.

Prayers offered for Magda and Bogdan and her friend.

[snippy_about_it]

I read this on Texokie's prayer thread too,thanks for alerting us and calling us to prayer feather.

Bogdan our prayers are with you for the complete recovery of your wife and her friend, I am so sorry to hear this news. May God take care of her and give the doctors guidance.

[Soaring Feather]

Agnieszka has passed away, Magda did pass away at 15:27.
Details can be learned by clicking on the candle.

[SAMWolf]

This is such sad news, Bogdan has been a sort of inspiration to a lot of us on FR lately, keeping our spirits up. Life is just so f^%@^%!ing unfair!