~The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XVIII~

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

[HopeandGlory]

#900???

[Soaring Feather]

Oh gorgeous bouquets of flowers. Thank You.

[Soaring Feather]

Oh YES!! WOO HOO!!!

[68-69TonkinGulfYachtClub]

I'm not lost! Just keeping an eye on things.

[Soaring Feather]

ROTFLOL

Oh boy, cowbeanie in the Lair, I love it.

Thanks so much!!

[Soaring Feather]

~Etta James~The Man I Love~

[laurenmarlowe]

What a perfect way to end the evening, Ms. Feather. Thank you!

[Soaring Feather]

You're most welcome ms. marlowe.

[Soaring Feather]

Good Monday morning everyone.

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[international american]

Spring song
Singing liquid notes
In the green bud tree
A willow warbler
Welcomes the sun on the old wall
Its song melts away
The long grey winter
Sing of sweet hope
Let no late frost
Stop its trilling throat



© Louise Rill 1999

[laurenmarlowe]

Good morning Ms. Feather!

[SAMWolf]

Nice picture of the Cardinal.

[SAMWolf]

Good Morning Everybody.

You Know The Drill
Click the pics

Coffee & Donuts

[SAMWolf]

Going for Water



The well was dry beside the door,
And so we went with pail and can
Across the fields behind the house
To seek the brook if still it ran;
Not loth to have excuse to go,
Because the autumn eve was fair
(Though chill), because the fields were ours,
And by the brook our woods were there.
We ran as if to meet the moon
That slowly dawned behind the trees,
The barren boughs without the leaves,
Without the birds, without the breeze.
But once within the wood, we paused
Like gnomes that hid us from the moon,
Ready to run to hiding new
With laughter when she found us soon.
Each laid on other a staying hand
To listen ere we dared to look,
And in the hush we joined to make
We heard, we knew we heard the brook.
A note as from a single place,
A slender tinkling fall that made
Now drops that floated on the pool
Like pearls, and now a silver blade.

Robert Frost

[Jet Jaguar]

[Soaring Feather]

Ah you have found Spring, IA. Thank You.

Lovely poem.

[Soaring Feather]

Thank You for the lovely graphic.

Hope your day is grand.

[Soaring Feather]

Hi Sam,

Great poem today and the music simply fabulous! I love Floyd Cramer's music.

I really do love the piano, started to play when I was a kid, but never got to learn to read music only memorized it.

Great coffee and donuts, thanks for all.

[Soaring Feather]

What a lovely picture for the Lair. Thanks so much JJ.

[international american]

Great poem, Sam.