~The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XV~

September 8, 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 me...

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©

[SAMWolf]

ANYWHERE IS



I walk the maze of moments
But everywhere I turn to
Begins a new beginning
But never finds a finish
I walk to the horizon
And there I find another
It all seems so surprising
And then I find that I know

You go there you’re gone forever
I go there I’ll lose my way
If we stay here we’re not together
Anywhere is

The moon upon the ocean
Is swept around in motion
But without ever knowing
The reason for it’s flowing
In motion on the ocean
The moon still keeps on moving
The waves still keep on waving
And I still keep on going

You go there you’re gone forever
I go there I’ll lose my way
If we stay here we’re not together
Anywhere is

I wonder if the stars sign
The life that is to be mine
And would they let their light shine
Enough for me to follow
I look up to the heavens
But night has clouded over
No spark of constellation
No vela no orion

The shells upon the warm sands
Have taken from their own lands
The echo of their story
But all I hear are low sounds
As pillow words are weaving
And willow waves are leaving
But should I be believing
That I am only dreaming

You go there you’re gone forever
I go there I’ll lose my way
If we stay here we’re not together
Anywhere is

To leave the thread of all time
And let it make a dark line
In hopes that I can still find
The way back to the moment
I took the turn and turned to
Begin a new beginning
Still looking for the answer
I cannot find the finish
It’s either this or that way
It’s one way or the other
It should be one direction
It could be on reflection
The turn I have just taken
The turn that I was making
I might be just beginning
I might be near the end.

Enya

Johnmiserable failureKerry

[Soaring Feather]

Beneath Still Waters

[Soaring Feather]

Morning Sam.

Lovely Enya poem today. Thanks for opening the LAIR. Still feeling lousy with the cold.

[snippy_about_it]

Hugh Masekela...Grazing in the Grass. Good music. Nice Enya poem. Thanks Sam.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning, everyone.

[SAMWolf]

Good Morning Everybody.

You Know The Drill
Click the pics

Coffee & Donuts

Johnmiserable failureKerry

[SAMWolf]

"November"



The leaves have fallen to the ground
With rustling sound so soft.
Soon winter will come marching in,
With leaden skies aloft.
Bright autumn hues of red & gold
Have faded to dull brown,
But soon an ermine mantle,
Will cover all the ground,
These precious days we'll treasure,
When winter's in full bloom,
The memories of our golden times,
Will banish all the gloom.

Ardenelle M. Mason

Johnmiserable failureKerry

[NicknamedBob]

‘Ware the Wind

‘Ware the wind! It seeks you out,
And does not give a warning shout,
But keens a wail, of laments dread,
And pounces on the unwrapped head.

Shrug into covers, out of doors,
Scurry quickly on the moors,
Listen sharp for crack of twig,
Hustle to the next warm swig.

This be Winter! Aye, and more,
There’s a Devil at the door,
Seeking fire like the sinned,
Huddle warm, and ‘ware the wind!

NicknamedBob . . . November 1, 2004

[Soaring Feather]

Hiya, Sam.

Here it is November, 2004. November's are all the same regarding trees with no leaves and ushering in December.

However, each November is unique of each individual. A special memory of years past, a special birthday of someone very dear, any number of events making November as being special.

Listening to today's musical selections - all good ones.
Thanks for all Sam.

I am feeling a little better today.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning, Bob!

Ah good verse on a Monday morning. Thanks much.

[Soaring Feather]

I discovered second tears birthing
pain on a moonscape
it put the weary spirit of the man
through a starlight placebo

a justification - the trickster
found regret for falling in love
with his desire

a tragedy of life
lost to watch her live.


bentfeather
11/01/04

[Soaring Feather]

post #931

[MS.BEHAVIN]

Lovely, and haunting, Ms.feather..
Thank you!
Ms.B

[Soaring Feather]

Thanks for coming over. I did not know what to think about myself so glad for your input.

[Soaring Feather]

Post #931 What do you think??

[Colonel_Flagg]

You are a wonder, Miss Feather!

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone.

[SAMWolf]

Good Morning Everybody.

You Know The Drill
Click the pics

Coffee & Donuts

Johnmiserable failureKerry

[SAMWolf]

An Autumn Poem



Thus my song:
shouting stag;
drips down ice;
summer sags.

high wind wails.
sun can't pierce;
short its course.
sea swims fierce.

red run ferns,
shape concealed.
frequent calls
greygoose peal

fetters frost
seagulls strong.
time is ice;
thus my song.

Scél lem dúib
~9th century

Johnmiserable failureKerry

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning, Sam.

Nice poem today.

Well, I will be voting around 12:30 pm EST.

Thank God for FREEDOM and our Military who keep us free.

Listening to the tunes. Love Night and Day. Thanks much for all Sam. Thanks too, for your service to our nation.