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~The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XVI~
November 6, 2004
| bentfeather and Poets of the Lair
Posted on 11/06/2004 8:40:53 PM PST by 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©
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TOPICS: Chit/Chat; Humor; Poetry
KEYWORDS: haiku; lyrics; music; originalpoetry
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To: bentfeather
To my son, who broke his leg over new years while skying. He will undergo surgery.Nothing so sad than a bird with a broken wing. (Joseph) 1976 Joseph my own little bear, I turn around and you are there. With eyes aglow and smile so grand, I reach to take you by the hand. But before the thought can depart my lips; Off, flys Joseph, a fleeting glimpse.
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posted on
01/04/2005 2:09:48 PM PST
by
LunaRed
(My thanks to bentfeather)
To: LunaRed
Hello LunaRed.
Aww so sorry about Joseph's accident. Lovely poem to him.
Thank you and prayers offered for his rapid recovery.
To: All
It's not enough to have lived. We should be determined
to live for something. May I suggest that it be creating
joy for others, sharing what we have for the betterment
of personkind, bringing hope to the lost and love to
the lonely.
--Leo Buscaglia, author & university professor (1924-1998)
To: Judith Anne
To: All
To: laurenmarlowe; LunaRed; My Melody
To: bentfeather
Oh, Ms. Feather, that song is so beautiful. And what a lovely picture!
Thank you so much for sharing!
To: laurenmarlowe
I do so love this song. Happy you enjoy it also.
To: SAMWolf; snippy_about_it; laurenmarlowe; Trikebuilder; David L Walker straightheart; LunaRed; ...
Good Wednesday morning everyone.
To: bentfeather
Good morning Ms. Feather! I hope you have a great day.
To: bentfeather; snippy_about_it; Flurry; Darksheare; Darkchylde; Trikebuilder; radu; Colonel_Flagg; ...
Good Morning Everybody.
Coffee & Donuts
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posted on
01/05/2005 7:07:37 AM PST
by
SAMWolf
(Ad Nausaeum: Commercials that make you puke.)
To: bentfeather; snippy_about_it; Flurry; Darksheare; Darkchylde; Trikebuilder; radu; Colonel_Flagg; ...
The Eagle That is Forgotten
Sleep softly ... eagle forgotten ... under the stone.
Time has its way with you there, and the clay has its own.
"We have buried him now," thought your foes, and in secret rejoiced.
They made a brave show of their mourning, their hatred unvoiced.
They had snarled at you, barked at you, foamed at you, day after day.
Now you were ended. They praised you ... and laid you away.
The others, that mourned you in silence and terror and truth,
The window bereft of her crust, and the boy without youth,
The mocked and the scorned and the sounded, the lame and the poor,
That should have remembered forever, ... Remember no more.
Where are those lovers of yours, on what name do they call,
The lost, that in armies wept over your funeral pall?
They call on the names of a hundred high-valiant ones,
A hundred white eagles have risen, the sons of your sons,
The zeal in their wings is a zeal that your dreaming began.
The valor that wore out your soul in the service of man.
Sleep softly ... eagle forgotten... under the stone.
Time has its way with you there, and the clay has its own.
Sleep on, O brave-hearted, O wise man that kindled the flame --
To live in mankind is far more than to live in a name,
To live in mankind, far, far more than ... to live in a name
Vachel Lindsay
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posted on
01/05/2005 7:08:21 AM PST
by
SAMWolf
(Ad Nausaeum: Commercials that make you puke.)
To: SAMWolf
Good morning, Sam.
Wow powerful poem this morning, gorgeous graphic, too.
Thank You for all.
Listen to the tunes.
Whoa, snow and ice mixture this morning. Ugh
To: laurenmarlowe
Good morning, ms marlowe.
Hope you have a wonderful day also.
To: bentfeather
To: laurenmarlowe
Thank You so much ms. marlowe for the pipes. I do love them so.
To: LunaRed
This is a beautiful piece about your son. Very nice.
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posted on
01/05/2005 10:00:52 PM PST
by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: Judith Anne
Very good Judith Anne. Well done and the truth!
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posted on
01/05/2005 10:03:16 PM PST
by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: Judith Anne
I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing, just playing with words and trying to be honest. LOL. Join the crowd. My muse has been missing for about 6 months. We have the graciousness of miss feather that allows us to just be ourselves here as we try and write from the heart and soul. Welcome.
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posted on
01/05/2005 10:05:08 PM PST
by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
To: bentfeather
Good evening feather. I hope this finds you in continued good health. The store is almost finished as far as the build out. We'll ping you to pictures this Sunday.
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posted on
01/05/2005 10:06:23 PM PST
by
snippy_about_it
(Fall in --> The FReeper Foxhole. America's History. America's Soul.)
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