~The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XVI~

November 6, 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©

[snippy_about_it]

Best of luck to a couple of great FReeper FRiends.

Thank you feather. We are so appreciative of our FReeper friends and their support while we are so busy.

On the bright side, during slow periods we can freep from work now and can't get fired!

[snippy_about_it]

Oh great, a flat.

ROTFLOL!

[snippy_about_it]

Awww. You find the neatest stuff. Thank you feather.

[snippy_about_it]

Thanks for the Celtic Harp. Nice music.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone!
Sam, thank you for opening the Lair this morning.
Love the little poem and tunes.

[laurenmarlowe]

Windham Hill - Soillse Na Nollag

Good Saturday to All

[Soaring Feather]

Hello Lauren!

Thank You for the lovely music. My eldest daughter stopped by this morning for a visit and we ordered in lunch. We had a wonderful Chinese soup, with Rangoon Crab Cheese appetizers. Yummy.

Hope you have a wonderful Saturday.

[laurenmarlowe]

Thank you Ms. Feather. Sounds like you had a delightful time today!

[Soaring Feather]

Indeed I have, Lauren. I have not seen my daughter since Thanksgiving morning so it was a treat for both of us.

She is so busy on her job. Today she is getting her lovely home ready for Christmas. Busy, busy.

We had a good chat. :-)

[Soaring Feather]

LOL, some might say, The Dragon Flies' Lair, has gone to birds!! :-) And that's a good thing!!

[snippy_about_it]

Pretty music. Thank you.

[snippy_about_it]

we've gone to the birds
thrusting forward, now soaring
my time spent with you

snippy 12.11.2004

[SAMWolf]

Hey! We have Snippy writing poetry again!!

Nice. :-)

[SAMWolf]

Good Morning Everybody.

You Know The Drill
Click the pics

Coffee & Donuts

[SAMWolf]

Waterfall



Under extremest skies, asundered mountains
Rift through the mist and are gone.
Marooned on a wall of vertigo, a single tree
Hangs long pause. Below, a plummet down,
Launching from a ravenous gorge,
Oiled in a slide of moil and whirl,
A river quickens,
Its smooth intent of impetus and purpose
Marbled with the lighter-darker
Darker-lighter weave and shift
Of switchback gravity flecked with foam.
In thrust of flood it threats from force to force
Until momentum,
Pitched by a rock, a heave of opposition,
Bursts splinter-spree, brief ice
Collapsing as it falls and spills
To the kick and jolt of lurch and gone,
As rapids in a boiling purge
Lynch down a chute to the avalanche leap
Where water rolling water sprints a cliff.
Crashing in sheer concussions,
Brute water falls as waterfall,
Gusting in spray and topple,
Plumed with the gush of foam, with whitest gash.
Hanging forever on the keynote of descent,
It falls,
The plunge of freezing steam
Booming in broils, in light cascading
To the terminal ravish of the rocks of descent.

Hugh Cook

[Soaring Feather]

Snippy, you're writing again! Wonderful! I love the little poem.

Thank You!

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone.
Sam, snippy, someone said, "The early bird gets the worm"!
:-)

[Soaring Feather]

GM, Sam!!

Waterfall!! Good poem!!

Thanks for all, good tunes coffee, donuts, and opening the Lair.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning, Texas Gal!

[Soaring Feather]

Amazing Grace