~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]

Two butterflies went out at noon
by Emily Dickinson

Two butterflies went out at noon
And waltzed above a stream,
Then stepped straight through the firmament
And rested on a beam;

And then together bore away
Upon a shining sea,--
Though never yet, in any port
Their coming mentioned be.

If spoken by the distant bird,
If met in ether sea
By frigate or by merchantman,
Report was not to me.

[My Melody]

I love Emily Dickenson`s writings.

I used to think she was the only person to write poetry ;)

Then I discovered Emerson and Thoreau,

Then Frost and you know all the others ~

Then I discovered all the Unknowns

Then I discovered people all around us, writers everywhere ~

If you write from your Heart,

* You are a writer *

melody bird ~ peep peep


Everybody has a song inside ~

and God listens to all song

[laurenmarlowe]

Good evening Ms. Feather. I hope you had a good day!

Roberta Flack ~ First Time Ever I Say Your Face

[Soaring Feather]

Good evening, ms. marlowe. How so very beautiful, thank you.

Happy valentines Day to you.

[Soaring Feather]

peep, peep melody bird

[Soaring Feather]

Thank You.

[My Melody]

Laurenmarlowe

Happy Hearts Day!

You chose a most beautiful song

and I wanted to know how you got

this picture of my piano! YOU are


Amazing! :)

[laurenmarlowe]

Thank you Ms. Feather, the same to you!

[Soaring Feather]

MINE!!!!

[Soaring Feather]

MINE!!!!

[laurenmarlowe]

Thank you My Melody, Happy Valentine's Day to you!

Those Steinway's are a treasure. How wonderful that you have one!

[laurenmarlowe]

WOO HOO Ms. Feather!

[Soaring Feather]

Oh my gosh, I thougth I was in the Canteen!!LOL

[My Melody]

I`m a Big Dreamer ;)

I have been blessed with three

different piano`s in my life, but

the Steinway is waiting for me

yet. *


When I grow up. :)


It`s a Beauty


I hold fast to my dreams ~

[laurenmarlowe]

Keep your dreams alive My Melody! Always have dreams.

[Soaring Feather]

~Marilyn Monroe~I Wanna Be Loved By You~

[laurenmarlowe]

Boop-Boop-de-Boop Ms. Feather!

Sweet dreams.

[SAMWolf]

Good Morning Everybody.

You Know The Drill
Click the pics

Coffee & Donuts

[SAMWolf]

The Honey Bee



In the springtime, joyous spring- time,
When the birds begin to sing,
And we hear the murmuring brook- lets,
Then the bees are on the wing.
When the long, cold days are over
Bees are out to sip the dew
And the nectar from the clover,
Buttercups and daisies blue.

Supers placed above the beehive
For the honey bee to find,
Will be filled if showers are given
To the flowers of every kind.
Then the bees are kind and gentle
"Take it hog," they seem to say;
"We will work again the harder
After the next rainy day.

"And we'll fill again the super,
We don't mind with you to share,
Early morn will find us busy
Gathering honey everywhere.
We just gladly gather honey,
And the wax from off our back
We produce, now is'nt it funny,
No material do we lack.

"For our queen cells we have polen,
Any egg a queen may be,
From the proper food and cover,
We produce a queen, you see.
If some drones we wish for mating,
Other food we must supply,
Just the food we give while waiting
For their hatching by and by."

"But when frost on field and hillside,
In the autumn kills the flower,
And in vain we search for honey,
In each glen and leafy bower,
Then in every hive is stationed
Guards to watch our winter's store,
For if you would rudely take it,
We would search in vain for more.

"And we sting with all our fury,
Take our honey if you dare,
For we want to keep from starving
In the winter, so beware."
There's a moral we may gather
From the busy bee for all,
Gather food stuff in the summer,
And protect it in the fall.

Nettie Squire Sutton.

[Colonel_Flagg]

Woohooo!