~The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XIII~

June 13, 2004 | bentfeather and Poets of The 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©

[Old Sarge]

Curling your fingers in auburn tresses,
the swirling of gowns and gossamer dresses,
from across the room, your sultry stance
compels me here, to The Poets' Dance!

Watch the coy eye as it lowers,
concealing the soul's own space of flowers,
smiting hearts with a smoking glance,
as I must hasten to the Poets' Dance!

I see the flush in your cheeks rise,
the starry mischief in your eyes,
the light and life of quick romance,
as my senses whirl in The Poets' Dance!

So come, dear Muse, share all your hoard!
Avast there, Sailor, and come aboard!
Alight, Dream-weaver, now 'tis your chance,
to bring your hearts to the Poets' Dance!

(c) 07-15-04 by JSR

[Soaring Feather]

sheeeesh click the graphic if you wish.

[Darksheare]

My muse has flown.

[Soaring Feather]

Challenged the White Knight
gloved and mailed
dueling words to unveil
in twilight's magic hour
and maidens fair by the hour
struck by clocks on high tower

Winds blow cold, damp and mould,
covers castles stone and mortar old

And maidens dreams of love's sweet caress
twisting tresses laid upon her dresses
oh for love of one Black Knight
her dreams held taut in low candle light

Take me as I am
my whole and loving man
bound we two by the stars
whose velvet nights
show us Mars and wrap us
round each others heart
as woodbines grow in the dale
for we are one
not meant to part
soul lovers on our trek
riding comets to the brink
and drinking in celestial sights
on our heavenly bound flight

bentfeather

[Soaring Feather]

In the tall and lofty pine
the knight did ride
a mighty steed
to fair maiden's side
in towers tall
hidden by an ivied wall

Her brave knight
dressed in white
did travel o'er
darkest nite
to soothe his maiden's
long distress and
wipe the tears from
her dress
to hold her close
and warm behold
his lovely lass
now turned old

The wait was long
her heart held strong
she long loved her
strong, handsome knight
and begged for comfort from
the draft and dripping mould
for a moment's midnight reprieve
from lonely haunting ....

Oh for it to leave
to warm-to love-to sing
for two .... a lovely lass
a white knight romance
in a Poet's Loving Dance...

bentfeather

If you wish touch the graphic.....
Whispers In the Dark.....

[Soaring Feather]

~Lenny Welch~Since I Fell For You~

[Soaring Feather]

~Dreamweaver~

[Soaring Feather]

~Cher~Believe~

[Colonel_Flagg]

Feather, that's wonderful .. well done! I like this as much as any of your work I've read :)

[Soaring Feather]

Thank You Colonel.

[StarCMC]

ROFL - you two are cracking me up! I took a nap and it turned into a LONG nap and then I had to rush out the door for evening activities without even checking FR. I just got back and I am cracking up!! :o)

[Old Sarge]

I would take my lady,
in the morning of youth,
hearts alive with joy and wonder,
voices fueled with love and truth.

I would take my lady,
in the fullness of her age,
blooming with promise and memories,
hair still scented of lavendar and sage.

I would take my lady,
with wisdom on her brow,
silver hair and starlit eyes,
not dimmed, ever, surely not now.

My Lady waits with patience,
for my errantry to cease,
for when I rest within her arms,
The Knight shall find peace.

[StarCMC]

Lovely dancing ~

[SAMWolf]

Old Sarge and Feather are dancing!

[SAMWolf]

Good Morning Everybody.

You Know The Drill
Click the pics

Coffee & Donuts

Johnmiserable failureKerry

[SAMWolf]

HOW GOD MADE DACHSHUNDS



God made a little dachsie
to brighten up our day-
He took a bit of sunshine-
Laughter, love, and play-
and rolled it up in a sausage shape
just right for a hug,
with bright eyes full of mischief
set in its little mug.
With little paws a pattering,
to take it here and there-
and a cold wet nose-but then He thought,
"Oh, what about the hair?
Shall I make it long and silky,
or wiry, that's so sweet,
or make it simple, and have it smooth
and satiny and neat?
And what about the color-
how can I pick just one?
Shall it be black, or red or brown
or dappled, just for fun?"
He pondered while He made the world,
And all creatures great and small-
And then the answer came to Him-
"OF COURSE! I'll make them ALL!!"
So remember that a dachshund
is special, from above His coat of many colors
is a sign of God's great Love.

Julie Wrigley Smith

Johnmiserable failureKerry

[Soaring Feather]

Old Sarge and Feather are dancing!


ROTFLOL!!!

[Soaring Feather]

HOW GOD MADE DACHSHUNDS
Julie Wrigley Smith




Good morning, Sam.

Cute poem this morning. Dachshunds are my favorite breed of dog.
I owned three of them while my kids were growing up. Two black-tans and one red female. They are great pets. Guess I am a sleepy head today, or else you are an earlybird. Thanks for Breakfast.

[Darksheare]

Weird part is: I find my life to be pretty boring, yet people find my experiences to be quite fascinating/humorous.
But to me, it was all normal everyday events..

[StarCMC]

We have adventures like those once in a while with some friends who live in Michigan. You just never know what will happen when we get together.... :o)