~The Dragon Flies' Lair~XVII~

January 9, 2005 | 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©

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning, Sam!


LOL Love today's poem!

Thanks for Breakfast, poetry and tunes.

[Darksheare]

LOL!

[SAMWolf]

Morning Darksheare.

[SAMWolf]

Hi Feather. :-)

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning LunaRed.
Treasured were all he memories but the sound of a distant drum of reality kept sounding, and I could not shut it out.
Then I said good buy to you, but in my heart I keep the illusion.

Where the heart aches come in.

Wonderful poem today. It expresses so well the frame work of some relationships.

[Soaring Feather]

Sam, I really like the tunes today. Thanks so much.

[laurenmarlowe]

Good morning Ms. Feather!

[Soaring Feather]

There's a Chinese proverb that says,"Teachers open the door, but you must enter by yourself."

[snippy_about_it]

Good morning feather.

[snippy_about_it]

LOL. Short and sweet.

[Soaring Feather]

~Norah Jones~Feels Like Home~

[Radix]

"In 1918, to promote food conservation during wartime, the U.S. government called for one meatless day, two wheatless days and two porkless days each week."

Isn't it amazing that people would ever want to come to such a place with such voluntary restrictions!

[Soaring Feather]

Yeah right. LOL Nice to see you.

[Radix]

Crystal Spears

I walked a path in darkest night

The landscape turned to brilliant white

What comes to mind is Bob-O-Link

And the Frost is ever there

Winter comes, but Spring prevails

Indeed a journey into the light

 

 

[SAMWolf]

Good Morning Everybody.

You Know The Drill
Click the pics

Coffee & Donuts

[SAMWolf]

Her Lips Are Copper Wire



whisper of yellow globes
gleaming on lamp-posts that sway
like bootleg licker drinkers in the fog

and let your breath be moist against me
like bright beads on yellow globes

telephone the power-house
that the main wires are insulate

(her words play softly up and down
dewy corridors of billboards)

then with your tongue remove the tape
and press your lips to mine
till they are incandescent

Jean Toomer

[LunaRed]

Fiddle fiddle.....Fiddle dee dee and fiddle dee dum, I look at the day and what have I done. Fiddle dee dee and fiddle Ho', I'm' to tired to care to know.Fiddle dee dee and fiddle dee whoop, all I know is I'm' totality pooped.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone!

[Soaring Feather]

LOL

Good morning LunaRed!

Well, Fiddle dee dee! So cute!

[Soaring Feather]

Morning, Sam.


>Her Lips Are Copper Wire<


Whoa what a find for today. Such skill in choosing the words that are so critically placed.

I really am enjoying this work. Thanks for all Sam.