~The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread~XXII

August 28, 2005 | bentfeather/The Poets of the Lair

[HopeandGlory]

surely dear Colonel
one message of love can flow,
tired tho' you are

Hope

Cuddling in twilight
Two are one in silence
Bathing in love's breeze

cf

lovers in silence
bathing in succor
balm of twilight

bf

purple at sunset
twilight following the sun
lovers breathe a sigh

hope

velvet black midnight
a rendezvous with you
rhapsody in blue

bf

sweet trilling abounds
nightingales sing in chorus
music for lovers

hope

music magic potion
soothing aching hearts
notes of blue

bf

moods of blue
my shadows today
many sighs

hope

sighs inside
shades of grey
blending night to day

bf

life's inner turmoil
like bands constricting the heart
released in a sigh

hope

[Colonel_Flagg]

Distance seperates
But hope will spring eternal
And answers our prayers

[Soaring Feather]

surely dear Colonel
one message of love can flow,
tired tho' you are

Hope

Cuddling in twilight
Two are one in silence
Bathing in love's breeze

cf

lovers in silence
bathing in succor
balm of twilight

bf

purple at sunset
twilight following the sun
lovers breathe a sigh

hope

velvet black midnight
a rendezvous with you
rhapsody in blue

bf

sweet trilling abounds
nightingales sing in chorus
music for lovers

hope

music magic potion
soothing aching hearts
notes of blue

bf

moods of blue
my shadows today
many sighs

hope

sighs inside
shades of grey
blending night to day

bf


moods of blue
my shadows today
many sighs

hope

He kneels over her
Wipes her tears and holds her close
Encompassing love

cf

lonely tears
shed in silent prayer
he'll return

hope

she wanted love
reached for the star
offering a brass ring

bf

life's inner turmoil
like bands constricting the heart
released in a sigh

hope

heart strings zing
double timed the beat
velvet eyes the prize

bf

[HopeandGlory]

moods of blue
my shadows today
many sighs

hope

He kneels over her
Wipes her tears and holds her close
Encompassing love

cf

lonely tears
shed in silent prayer
he'll return

hope

she wanted love
reached for the star
offering a brass ring

bf

Distance separates
But hope will spring eternal
And answers our prayers

cf

optimists survive
we're eternally hopeful
hearts will find the way

hope

[Soaring Feather]

moods of blue
my shadows today
many sighs

hope

He kneels over her
Wipes her tears and holds her close
Encompassing love

cf

lonely tears
shed in silent prayer
he'll return

hope

she wanted love
reached for the star
offering a brass ring

bf

Distance separates
But hope will spring eternal
And answers our prayers

cf

optimists survive
we're eternally hopeful
hearts will find the way

hope

Distance separates
moods of blue
the heart knows the way

bf

[HopeandGlory]

Rudyard Kipling

Big Steamers

"OH, where are you going to, all you Big Steamers,
With England's own coal, up and down the salt seas? "
"We are going to fetch you your bread and your butter,
Your beef, pork, and mutton, eggs, apples, and cheese."

"And where will you fetch it from, all you Big Steamers,
And where shall I write you when you are away? "
"We fetch it from Melbourne, Quebec, and Vancouver.
Address us at Hobart, Hong-kong, and Bombay."

"But if anything happened to all you Big Steamers,
And suppose you were wrecked up and down the salt sea?"
"Why, you'd have no coffee or bacon for breakfast,
And you'd have no muffins or toast for your tea."

"Then I'll pray for fine weather for all you Big Steamers
For little blue billows and breezes so soft."
"Oh, billows and breezes don't bother Big Steamers:
We're iron below and steel-rigging aloft."

"Then I'll build a new lighthouse for all you Big Steamers,
With plenty wise pilots to pilot you through."
"Oh, the Channel's as bright as a ball-room already,
And pilots are thicker than pilchards at Looe."

"Then what can I do for you, all you Big Steamers,
Oh, what can I do for your comfort and good?"
"Send out your big warships to watch your big waters,
That no one may stop us from bringing you food."

For the bread that you eat and the biscuits you nibble,
The sweets that you suck and the joints that you carve,
They are brought to you daily by All Us Big Steamers
And if any one hinders our coming you'll starve!"

by Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936)

Here's Kipling, with one of his finest . . . enjoy!!!
Good night Miss Feather and Fellow Lairites . . . see you tomorrow

[Soaring Feather]

Thank You, Hope for Big Steamers, we still depend on them, only we call them barges. Great author, Kipling.

Rest well and see you on the morrow.

[HopeandGlory]

Amen . . . thank you Lord, for the Steamers, the Barges, our hard working Merchant Marines and all of our Troops, who protect them . . . Good night again Miss Feather . . . ;-)

[WayzataJOHNN]

Here's onefrom my odd collection for consideration and perhaps a smile.



Women Are A Puzzle

A woman is a collection of the very oddest things,
emotions piled in a stack, and other interesting bits.

Like chocolate expertise,
that rivals experts of the best!

And love of old movies that approaches obsession,
or instant meltdown for every puppy, kitten, or baby.

And in heaven sent gift most thankfully,
seemingly forgiving, of man’s endless silly wiles.

And most of all the endless boundless wonder,
that is found in every woman’s heart.

[WayzataJOHNN]

Father of us all,

Make us like the person in our mirror,
to belittle no one for it hurts us all.
Give us strength to admit our error,
and keep us humble until your call.

Protect those loved and those unknown,
from our human nature and weak, weak ways.
Lift us all to a far better way and tone,
so we may sing in your chorus on that day.

Help me to finally learn to find the way,
and the gift to share with souls as lost as me.
Help me find rest from toil as here I lay,
to wake to your dawn and at last to see.

Amen

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning Johnn,


Women Are A Puzzle

Nice poem, thanks.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone.

[Soaring Feather]

[WayzataJOHNN]

YES, let us wish them the best of life and the joy of sharing an anniversary in love and life. What a great example they make!

[Soaring Feather]

I second the motion!!

[HopeandGlory]

D.H. Lawrence

Piano

Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;
Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see
A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings
And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings.

In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song
Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong
to the old Sunday evenings at home, with the winter outside
And hymns in the cosy parlour, the tinkling piano our guide.

So now it is vain for the singer to burst into clamour
With the great black piano appassionato. The glamour
Of childish days is upon me, my manhood is cast
Down in the flood of remembrance, I weep like a child for the past.

by D.H. Lawrence (1885-1930)

Good night Miss Feather and Fellow Lairites . . . see you tomorrow.

[Soaring Feather]

Thank You, Hope for this poem. I have not seen it until now.


Have a good sleep.

[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.

[Soaring Feather]

I went into my bed
my body told me I was tired
but sleep eluded me
my thoughts turned to you.

I closed my eyes
and met you in the stars

bentfeather

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone.