~The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XIX~

March 24, 2005 | ~bentfeather ~ 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©

[SAMWolf]

Good Morning Everybody.

You Know The Drill
Click the pics

Coffee & Donuts

[SAMWolf]

There Will Come Soft Rains



There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools singing at night,
And wild plum-trees in tremulous white;

Robins will wear their feathery fire
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it done.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree
If mankind perished utterly;

And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn,
Would scarcely know that we were gone.

Sarah Teasdale

[NicknamedBob]

"...no shortage of subhuman protoplasm..."

Our societal body could use some lib-o-suction.

[laurenmarlowe]

Good morning Ms. Feather.

Pear Tree

Silver dust lifted from the earth, higher than my arms reach, you have mounted. O silver, higher than my arms reach you front us with great mass;

no flower ever opened so staunch a white leaf, no flower ever parted silver from such rare silver;

O white pear, your flower-tufts, thick on the branch, bring summer and ripe fruits in their purple hearts.

Louis Untermeyer

[international american]

ROTF.....I can see the tv ads now!!

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning, Sam!!

You got here just in time with the coffee and donuts.



There Will Come Soft Rains
by Sarah Teasdale

is simply grand, I love this poet so much.

Rainy day in the Empire State today. Some of Sarah's Soft Rains I would suspect.


Thanks for all and Golden Oldies on the tunes.

[Soaring Feather]

LOL


Morning, Bob!

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning, dear Lady!!

Lovely poem and graphic. I love all the reference to silver, that is the color of my hair.

Am I vain, you bet!! LOL

Have a wonderful day dear friend.

[SAMWolf]

We've finally got some sun after about 3 straight days of rain. :-)

[laurenmarlowe]

Thank you Ms. Feather!

You're beautiful just like the pear tree blossoms.

I hope you have a wonderful day too!

[NicknamedBob]

Flowers

I look at the soil of darkness and putrescence,
How can flowers find sustenance there?
And yet from soil and sunlight they somehow,
Will lift perfection in the air.

The honeybee enjoys the harvest,
And journeys deep in the flower-bell.
She wallows in the joy of life,
While we only get a smell.

NicknamedBob . . . March 28, 2005

[Soaring Feather]

Oh perfect poem Bob! Lovely!!

Dang you are good!!

[NicknamedBob]

Thanks!

It seems a little short. I'm sure I must have something more to say, but I don't like going beyond the punch-line.

[Soaring Feather]

I think more may have ruined the mood or at least throw off the cadence. It's very well written and it sings just fabulously!!

Sometimes it's hard to know when to stop and you hit it just right in this poem.


BRAVO!!

[snippy_about_it]

Neat poem today, thanks Sam.

[snippy_about_it]

Good morning feather and all at the Lair.

[Soaring Feather]

"I Am Not Yours"
by Sarah Teasdale

I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.

You love me, and I find you still
A spirit beautiful and bright,
Yet I am I, who long to be
Lost as a light is lost in light.

Oh plunge me deep in love -- put out
My senses, leave me deaf and blind,
Swept by the tempest of your love,
A taper in a rushing wind.

---

"Without warning"
by Sappho

Without warning
as a whirlwind
swoops on an oak
Love shakes my heart

[Soaring Feather]

How Do I Love Thee?
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! -- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

[Soaring Feather]

The Dazzle of You

The dazzle of your desire like
a layer of passionate color
blooms in beauty
Shaking my love to the infinite
beauty of our love… I am the ashes…

bentfeather©
If you wish click the Dragonfly...

[Soaring Feather]

~Blues Brothers~How Blue Can You Get~