~The Dragon Flies' Lair~XVII~

January 9, 2005 | bentfeather and Poets of The Lair

[Soaring Feather]

Hi LunaRed!!

Thank You and the same to you.

[LunaRed]

TO OUR TROOPS.....BEST RESORCE AMERICA'S VICTORIOUS ENLISTED. =BRAVE= May God keep you safe and give you the desires of your hearts. Happy Valentines LunaRed

[Soaring Feather]

Wonderful, dear lady!

Thank You. HUGS

[Soaring Feather]

Just in case you weren't feeling too old today, this will certainly change things. Each year the staff at Beloit College in Wisconsin puts together a list to try to give the faculty a sense of the mindset of this year's incoming freshmen. Here's this year's list:

The people who are starting college this fall across the nation were born in 1986. They are too young to remember the space shuttle blowing up.

Their lifetime has always included AIDS.

Bottle caps have always been screw off and plastic.

The CD was introduced the year they were born.

They have always had an answering machine.

They have always had cable.

They cannot fathom not having a remote control.

Jay Leno has always been on the Tonight Show.

Popcorn has always been cooked in the microwave.

They never took a swim and thought about Jaws.

They can't imagine what hard contact lenses are.

They don't know who Mork was or where he was from.

They never heard: "Where's the Beef?", "I'd walk a mile for a Camel", or "de plane, Boss, de plane".

They do not care who shot J. R. and have no idea who J. R. even is.

McDonald's never came in Styrofoam containers.





They don't have a clue how to use a typewriter.

Do you feel old yet? Pass this on to the other old fogies on your list. Notice the larger type, that's for those of you who have trouble reading.

[LunaRed]

LOL that makes me (BC)

[Soaring Feather]

~Waltz Across Texas~
Ernest Tubb, Willie Nelson, Charlie Daniels.

[Soaring Feather]

~Hold On My Heart~

[Soaring Feather]

~You Are My Sunshine~

[Soaring Feather]

~Josh Groban~When You Say You Love Me~

[My Melody]

Earnest Tubb! I think I`m in Lovvvve ~ ~ ~ xoxoxo

I`m lost in the trees of the Lair tonight ~ music music everywhere ~ I`m a bird ~ I`m a bird ~ I`m singin` tonight!


and I`m young * :)

http://ynucc.yeungnam.ac.kr/~bwlee/lyrics/rckrobin.htm

[Soaring Feather]

Evening, MM!!


Glad you like Ernest Tubb and crew..

The Gracie Allen of the Lair has arrived for the evening.

LOL


Ya, dat Norksie is a funny one!!

[My Melody]

*Hearts Day*

Beginnings are scary. Endings are usually sad, but it`s what`s in the middle that counts. So, when you find yourself at the beginning, just give hope a chance to float up. And it will.

Birdee Pruit (Sandra Bullock)

*Hope Floats*

Happy Hearts Day Everybody :-)

[My Melody]

ja! dat Finn is is a big funny uff`da herself!

she makes me laugh !


jus picture dancin to rockin robin in your mind with a bird on the head ;) it works for me ;)

[Soaring Feather]

Visages

Visages
love's zenith
castaway on
Viking pyre
sojourn over
ceremony in ashes..

by bentfeather

soft and satin

soft and satin
acrylic
to the canvass
i would coat the night
with colors
drawn
for feeling
there is no substitute
to truth for pastel
colors speak
to the faded after glow
walks on
sandy beaches
beware of oil slicks

by bentfeather

[Soaring Feather]

big funny uff`da goin' to bed now!
LOL, nite, nite, MM.

[My Melody]

* absolute *



I love the color purple *

[My Melody]

you don`t look like no big funny uff`da in dat Dress! I was writing to ask if you were wearing Red shoes?!

You told me before I could even ask!


hahahahaha!

good night Queen ;)

Happy Hearts *

[My Melody]

From my heart To Yours

The Heart of ALASKA

http://www.terragalleria.com/parks/np-image.dena2286.html

http://www.terragalleria.com/america/alaska/seward-highway/picture.alas6449.html

http://www.terragalleria.com/parks/np-image.dena1810.html


Happy Hearts Day *

[SAMWolf]

Good Morning Everybody.

You Know The Drill
Click the pics

Coffee & Donuts

[SAMWolf]

My Butterfly



Thine emulous fond flowers are dead, too,
And the daft sun-assaulter, he
That frighted thee so oft, is fled or dead:
Save only me
(Nor is it sad to thee!)
Save only me
There is none left to mourn thee in the fields.

The gray grass is not dappled with the snow;
Its two banks have not shut upon the river;
But it is long ago--
It seems forever--
Since first I saw thee glance,
With all the dazzling other ones,
In airy dalliance,
Precipitate in love,
Tossed, tangled, whirled and whirled above,
Like a limp rose-wreath in a fairy dance.

When that was, the soft mist
Of my regret hung not on all the land,
And I was glad for thee,
And glad for me, I wist.
Thou didst not know, who tottered, wandering on high,
That fate had made thee for the pleasure of the wind,
With those great careless wings,
Nor yet did I.

And there were other things:
It seemed God let thee flutter from his gentle clasp: Then fearful he had let thee win
Too far beyond him to be gathered in,
Snatched thee, o'er eager, with ungentle grasp.

Ah! I remember me
How once conspiracy was rife
Against my life--
The languor of it and the dreaming fond;
Surging, the grasses dizzied me of thought,
The breeze three odors brought,
And a gem-flower waved in a wand!

Then when I was distraught
And could not speak,
Sidelong, full on my cheek,
What should that reckless zephyr fling
But the wild touch of thy dye-dusty wing!

I found that wing broken to-day!
For thou are dead, I said,
And the strange birds say.
I found it with the withered leaves
Under the eaves.

Robert Frost