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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
Thank you, bentfeather!
FR is such a large place sometimes the best parts are overlooked.
I'll read awhile. I'm so glad to find this here!
621
posted on
12/14/2004 2:47:01 PM PST
by
uncleshag
(Send the Light - Merry Christmas!)
To: uncleshag
Yup, there are 16 threads to read and all linked up top Thread XVI!
LOL
:-)
622
posted on
12/14/2004 2:49:44 PM PST
by
Soaring Feather
(The Spirit of Love Shines from Your Soul to Mine--Dragonfly)
To: bentfeather
Just 16? Light reading for those lonely mornings.
I'll wade in slowly and check depths as I go.
623
posted on
12/14/2004 2:57:44 PM PST
by
uncleshag
(Send the Light - Merry Christmas!)
To: uncleshag
1,000 and over posts for most of the treads. :-)
624
posted on
12/14/2004 3:15:23 PM PST
by
Soaring Feather
(The Spirit of Love Shines from Your Soul to Mine--Dragonfly)
To: bentfeather; All
Good evening Ms. Feather!
A Magical Place © Irene McIsaac Whitby, Ontario, Canada 2003
Come, join me in my garden And listen to its music... Hear the blue jays twittering on the branches, Long grass whispering in the breeze, Water rippling over polished stones And maple leaves rustling in the moonlight While the wind chimes peal...
Come, join me in my garden And enjoy the ballet... See enchanted frogs leaping, Soft cottontail bunnies hopping, Delicate butterflies prancing And evening shadows waltzing While the angels fly...
Come, join me in my garden And arrange a bouquet... Gather lilacs in the springtime, Fragrant roses in the summer, Chrysanthemums in autumn And mistletoe in winter While the snowflakes fall...
Come, join me in my garden
And paint a picture... Capture silver dewdrops on petals, Golden moths on snapdragons, Dusk settling on tall blue junipers And fireflies colliding with fairy wings While the lanterns glow...
Come, join me in my garden...
To: laurenmarlowe
Good evening Ms. Marlowe.
Oh Lauren, lovely poem you have brought to the Lair. Thank you!
626
posted on
12/14/2004 5:06:53 PM PST
by
Soaring Feather
(The Spirit of Love Shines from Your Soul to Mine--Dragonfly)
To: bentfeather
To: laurenmarlowe
Oh how cute the little elf! Love Irish music. Thanks much Lauren.
628
posted on
12/14/2004 6:02:02 PM PST
by
Soaring Feather
(The Spirit of Love Shines from Your Soul to Mine--Dragonfly)
To: bentfeather; snippy_about_it; Flurry; Darksheare; Darkchylde; Trikebuilder; radu; Colonel_Flagg; ...
Good Morning Everybody.

Coffee & Donuts
629
posted on
12/15/2004 1:27:47 AM PST
by
SAMWolf
(I am Popeil of Borg. You will be assimilated - but WAIT! There's MORE!)
To: bentfeather; snippy_about_it; Flurry; Darksheare; Darkchylde; Trikebuilder; radu; Colonel_Flagg; ...
Meadow Again

Moon hangs, almost full
pieces of cloud scatter,
glide in soft, summer breeze.
We lay in our meadow
listening to the sound of night
her head nestled on my arm.
Night air made for kissing
dances upon our skin
chilling wherever is damp.
She stirs, quietly calls,
my name hangs on summer eve
floats about our meadow.
She sighs, moves closer
snuggling in, once again
her breath stirs, awakens.
Hands join in gentle caress
exploration shared and renewed
oh, so smooth and lovely.
We turn, lips meeting
slow, softly, delicate
building quickly to demand.
Crying out, beginning and end
collapsing, breathing ragged
moon hangs, slightly fuller.
Daniel James Burt
630
posted on
12/15/2004 1:28:16 AM PST
by
SAMWolf
(I am Popeil of Borg. You will be assimilated - but WAIT! There's MORE!)
To: SAMWolf; snippy_about_it; David L Walker straightheart; Darkchylde; Darksheare; radu; ...

Good morning everyone!

To: bentfeather
Good morning Ms. Feather. That's a very pretty ornament!
To: SAMWolf
Good morning, Sam!
Whoa, Meadow Again!! I'm up!
Steaming up the Lair! Made me think of Trike!
I am loving Patti Labelle and Michael Bolton. Wonderful song.
Thanks for all Sam.
To: laurenmarlowe
Ms. Marlowe, thank you. I love that Christmas ball.
To: SAMWolf; bentfeather
Morning.
Sis composed something yesterday and hasn't come up with a way to 'finish' it.
635
posted on
12/15/2004 6:23:56 AM PST
by
Darksheare
(Spectral Atrocity)
To: bentfeather
Oooops, bf it's Michael McDonald. :-(
Sorry all.
To: Darksheare; Darkchylde
GM, darks!
Yes, she was pondering that last time we talked. I'm sure Darkchylde will work it out.
Maybe it's done?? Sometimes that happens.
To: bentfeather; Darkchylde
Likely finished at some horrid hour this morning.
638
posted on
12/15/2004 6:28:40 AM PST
by
Darksheare
(Spectral Atrocity)
To: Darksheare; Darkchylde
Yup, more than likely. Poets are like that.
To: bentfeather
Good sunny morning, bentfeather! For you and the Lair.
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