~The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XX

May 8, 2005 | bentfeather Poets of the Lair

[Soaring Feather]

~Gregorian~Still I'm Sad~

[Soaring Feather]

Thank You. It is what we Finns do on Summer Solstice.

[Soaring Feather]

~Gregorian~When A Man Loves A Woman~

[Soaring Feather]

~Gregorian Chants~Lady In Red~

[laurenmarlowe]

Good evening Ms. Feather.

Such beautiful finds in The Lair today! Thank you and thanks to all.

[Soaring Feather]

Good evening, ms marlowe.


Glad you enjoyed the finds.

:-)

*HUGS*

[Soaring Feather]

~Gregorian Chants~Still I'm Sad

Sorry about the double posting of one song.

[WayzataJOHNN]

Soft the touch of your hand
as soft as your lips so sweet
and I envision both in dreamland
treasures that come and go so fleet

Would I could sample them for real
at leisure's pace to my content
for I might then truly know the feel
oh for such a wonder truly fate sent

[Soaring Feather]

so soft the sound of the voice
that I listened twice to hear
the gentle beating of the wings
as he flew near
the Black Jewel of the night
my dragonfly delight

Such promise was made in old
of summer nights and flights
of gold and shimmering and
sparkling things as they glide
through the grey mist

the beauty of the flight
mesmerized all that saw
the wonderful dragonfly pair
she the Fae holding on dear
to the gossamer wings he held to her
he held to her with a touch of iron
from the meshed and glittering wings
and whispered in her ear the wondrous
things she longed to hear

that he did love her above all others
until the end of time
and beyond the realm of new born stars
and galaxies spanning
in the universal nursery hatching.

he whispered his sweet love for her
his adoration to be near
his loving other starhalf
lasting to the end of time
forever and ever just the two
star walking would they go

bentfeather
June 21, 2005

[Soaring Feather]

Good night to all who enter the Lair.
May you find peace, love and joy from your visit.
To the poets who post their poetry and music,
Thank You, for treating this room with respect.

[WayzataJOHNN]

Meadow Magic

Dragonfly, Dragonfly,
master of the meadow’s skies,
mastered by her Fairy eyes,
and will be till the day he must die.

Wild and free, he is hers all the same,
as she to him by love’s chains aglow,
each are but half of a magic show,
part of ancient mythology in name.

Their time in this realm is short,
and so live to the fullest that they can,
both are rare and living jewels to scan,
yet invisible, for such is their sort.

Soaring over meadows in silent flight,
slipping amid trees in the deep wood,
they fly together as myths should,
for together they are magic so right.

[Soaring Feather]

Gorgeous poem. I will respond tomorrow.

Thank You.

Have a good sleep.

[WayzataJOHNN]

Sleep?


But when am I to have time for my Steel Wool Knitting class, or my Garbage Disposal Hotrodding workshop???

[WayzataJOHNN]

Who am I?


Immortal Lament

In stygian dark I wait here,
for night is my world.

Darkness holds no fear,
for I am High Lord so old.

Even in darkness, I see all,
and hear all, remembering.

Here dreams are for dismembering,
such is night’s reason and call.

In my ancient task I’ve grown cold
as the space between the stars so dear.

My life is now in darkness curled,
and my soul is stripped of love I fear.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning.

Who am I?


Nice gift you have left us.

This is so good.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone.

[WayzataJOHNN]

GOOD MORNING!


As the day gleams under the shining sun
May you too glow with health this day
And set your own feet upon the way
To eve, and hearth, and life's fun

Share this single day with others, friend
A priceless treasure beyond gold or jewel
Each but once it comes around, fate's tool
And you have it all to live, and lend.

[WayzataJOHNN]

Deja Moo: The feeling that you've heard this bull before.

[Soaring Feather]

Good afternoon, to you Sir.


Lovely Blessing this morning. Thank You.

[Soaring Feather]

I have to go out for a while so see you later.