~The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XVIII~

February 21, 2005 | bentfeather ~Poets of the Lair~

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning JJ. I love the picture. Thank you!

[Soaring Feather]

ms marlowe, you spoil me with the lovely bird pictures. I love each and every one of them.

Thank You.

[Soaring Feather]

Dear Colonel, so nice to see you!

[StarCMC]

Good Morning Queenie!! Still yawning and stretching here! :o)

[Colonel_Flagg]

As is my wont to say from time to time, it's nice to be seen. Let's run off for a cup of coffee, what say? :)

[stand watie]

HI, miss feather & THREE dixie HUZZAHS to our RESIDENT POETESS!

add duckie & i to your ping list AND

free dixie HUGS,sw

[stand watie]

HI, miss feather & THREE dixie HUZZAHS to our RESIDENT POETESS!

add duckie & i to your ping list AND

free dixie HUGS,sw

[Soaring Feather]

We've not touched a finger
nor raised a glass to toast
but, wordsmithing can be done
with such flare as to cause me to boast

From this little pome will come
fruits I had not dreamed
of new challenges in poetry
struck under starry light

with tomes of cyber pages...

to be filled, I bid thee, thank you
cedar, for your little gift
my eyes not quite open yet
to the significance of it

[Soaring Feather]

sw!!! Whoa!!


free dixie!! bf

HUGS to sw/duckie!!

[stand watie]

RETURNED!

free dixie HUGS,sw

[Soaring Feather]

GM Colonel, the coffee's hot
the tongue is cold
the donuts are stale
my muse does rail
along the lines of insanity
from time to time it seems
so grab some java
open the books and lay down
some fabulous Sarah on me!

HUGS

[Soaring Feather]

Morning LisaMalia!!

Oh it would be wonderful to have you in the Lair. Please come at any hour.

I have not had a formal ping list, but I shall add you to what I have.

Thank You for the words of gold
lain upon my heart this morn
like nectar from the hive of old
a balm offered to soothe the fester

[Colonel_Flagg]

so grab some java
open the books and lay down
some fabulous Sarah on me!

My pleasure, my dear!

Did You Never Know?
Sarah Teasdale

Did you never know, long ago, how much you loved me --
That your love would never lessen and never go?
You were young then, proud and fresh-hearted,
You were too young to know.

Fate is a wind, and red leaves fly before it
Far apart, far away in the gusty time of year --
Seldom we meet now, but when I hear you speaking,
I know your secret, my dear, my dear.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning LP!

Thank you for your words of light
and joy they give to me
some days are dark and hard to see
the beauty all around
but there are hearts forged from gold
and smiles spun from the sun
a light of hope shines through the din
long into this abode.
and faeries dance on sunbeams bold
within the walls of this realm
a poet steers the course as well
as the poets that come.

HUGS

[LadyPilgrim]

Your words of joy, for my words of light

give my heart wings that take to flight.

Words that are true for FRiendship and peace

are spread for all the world to see.

Thank you for that sweetness to me! ;-)

[HopeandGlory]

cleansing light
a new beginning
day awakes

rim 3/05

Good morning Miss Feather . . . sending inspiration your way.

[StarCMC]

 

With Hope

(Click the picture for music)

...Now you are gone away
Left us with the memories of your smile
And nothing we can say
And nothing we can do
Can take away the pain
The pain of losing you,
but...
We can cry with hope
We can say goodbye with hope
'Cause we know our goodbye is not the end,
And we can grieve with hope
'Cause we believe with hope
There's a place where we'll see your face again
Through the cloud of tears
I see the Father's smile and say well done
And I imagine you
Where you wanted most to be
Seeing all your dreams come true
'Cause now you're home
And now you're free,
and...
We have this hope as an anchor
'Cause we believe that everything
God promised us is true,
so...
We wait with hope
We ache with hope
We hold on with hope
We let go with hope
 

[StarCMC]

Whoops!! Forgot to ping you above.... That poem/song by Steven Curtis Chapman is dedicated to our friends who lost their little girl 4 years ago, and to all who have walked those dark paths of losing someone special! *HUGS!*

[SAMWolf]

Good Morning Everybody.

You Know The Drill
Click the pics

Coffee & Donuts

[SAMWolf]

VARIATIONS ON A COMMON THEME



The poems men may pen live after them,
Their deeds are often buried with their bones;
Full fresh the fragrance of an ode or hymn
Long after its creator lies unknown.

Soon grows the flesh infirm, the sinews weak,
Forever afterward the eyes must close;
Too fast the vigor drains from each physique
As age prepares the body for repose.

But words inspired abide, immune to death;
They live so long as generations read;
They wither not but yet retain their breath
When limbs lie still and veins no more can bleed.

We all in time must cross that final portal;
Our verses happily remain immortal..

John T. Baker