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~The Dragonflies'Lair~Poetry Thread XXIII
October 18, 2005
| bentfeather/The Poets of the Lair
Posted on 10/17/2005 9:03:55 PM PDT by 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©
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~The Dragon Flies' Lair was first posted August 27, 2003 ~
~A place to write a few lines of poetry or prose.~
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The Dragon Flies'Lair~Thread XXII
TOPICS: Poetry
KEYWORDS: classicpoetry; dragonflies; dragonflieslair; haiku; humor; lair; originalpoetry; prose; songlyrics
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To: bentfeather
21
posted on
10/18/2005 8:24:50 PM PDT
by
StarCMC
(Old Sarge is my hero...doing it right in Iraq! Vaya con Dios, Sarge.)
To: bentfeather
controversy stirred
one who seemed a friend is not
faithful ones are foundThank you, bentfeather, for being a true friend.
22
posted on
10/18/2005 8:30:29 PM PDT
by
StarCMC
(Old Sarge is my hero...doing it right in Iraq! Vaya con Dios, Sarge.)
To: StarCMC
friendships forged in controversy
gold and silver metals true
one is old, one is new,
loyalty stays in red white and blue
bentfeather
23
posted on
10/19/2005 3:06:19 AM PDT
by
Soaring Feather
(If down is up, is up, down. Feathers in the wind.)
To: SouthernHawk; Jet Jaguar; Texas Songwriter; laurenmarlowe; HopeandGlory; WayzataJOHNN; StarCMC; ...
Good morning everyone.
24
posted on
10/19/2005 3:07:15 AM PDT
by
Soaring Feather
(If down is up, is up, down. Feathers in the wind.)
To: bentfeather
25
posted on
10/19/2005 3:10:18 AM PDT
by
Kathy in Alaska
(~ www.ProudPatriots.org ~ Operation Semper Fi ~a field hospital~)
To: Kathy in Alaska
Morning, Kathy. Thank You, for Blessed Assurance.
26
posted on
10/19/2005 3:11:57 AM PDT
by
Soaring Feather
(If down is up, is up, down. Feathers in the wind.)
To: bentfeather
Good morning, Ms. Feather.
To: Jet Jaguar
What a beautiful view for the Lair.
Thank You.
28
posted on
10/19/2005 3:30:51 AM PDT
by
Soaring Feather
(If down is up, is up, down. Feathers in the wind.)
To: bentfeather
One true friend is worth
More than all else combined
I'm lucky, I've two.He he he!! Good morning!
29
posted on
10/19/2005 5:45:57 AM PDT
by
StarCMC
(Old Sarge is my hero...doing it right in Iraq! Vaya con Dios, Sarge.)
To: StarCMC
I'm told, good things come in twos
friends by the bushel
better than gold.
bentfeather
30
posted on
10/19/2005 8:23:05 AM PDT
by
Soaring Feather
(If down is up, is up, down. Feathers in the wind.)
To: bentfeather
Walter de la Mare
SLEEP Men all, and birds, and creeping beasts,
When the dark of night is deep,
From the moving wonder of their lives
Commit themselves to sleep.
Without a thought, or fear, they shut
The narrow gates of sense;
Heedless and quiet, in slumber turn
Their strength to impotence.
The transient strangeness of the earth
Their spirits no more see:
Within a silent gloom withdrawn,
They slumber in secrecy.
Two worlds they have--a globe forgot,
Wheeling from dark to light;
And all the enchanted realm of dream
That burgeons out of night.
by: Walter de la Mare (b. 1873 - 1956)
Good night Miss Feather and Fellow Lairites, I'm off to sleep . . . see you tomorrow . . . ;-)
31
posted on
10/19/2005 7:32:39 PM PDT
by
HopeandGlory
(Hey, Liberals . . . PC died on 9/11 . . . GET USED TO IT!!!)
To: HopeandGlory
Wonderful poem Hope, thank you.
Have a good rest, see you tomorrow.
32
posted on
10/19/2005 7:34:38 PM PDT
by
Soaring Feather
(If down is up, is up, down. Feathers in the wind.)
To: bentfeather
WWII and Waiting
She sits on the lone park bench,
in that little corner park,
with its five flowerbeds,
and a time-stained statue there.
She loves this place for its air,
and the peace is what shed of said,
for here, life is not so stark,
and she escapes lifes sudden wrench.
The breeze winds among the flowers scents,
lifes perfume so sweet in her dreams,
and she remembers him from so long ago,
and their time together so swiftly gone.
They took him from her, that long ago dawn,
on a beach, those hard faced German foes,
and she woke that sad day with screams,
and only time made her later pain relent.
That black edge telegram bore away her world,
and fifty years later it still hurt in the dark corners,
her life held him as a memory like a dark jewel,
since that June in 44 it all changed before her eyes.
Since then, she can but let history flow by to sighs,
wondering why leaders of nations are such a fool,
making so many young women such sad mourners,
as deep and bitter pain in each heart is unfurled.
The neighborhood honored their hero in stone,
and set him guard over a small corner park,
adding five small flowerbeds to add color,
and a bench for retrospection and tired souls.
Here one might rest from historys bitter tolls,
or pay a price far more costly then simply dollars,
and only in peace may a tattered heart say hark,
and perhaps heal enough to grant others to atone.
She sits on the lone park bench,
in that little corner park,
with its five flowerbeds,
and a time-stained statue there.
She loves this place for its air,
and the peace is what shed of said,
for here, life is not so stark,
and she escapes lifes sudden wrench.
To: WayzataJOHNN
Evening, Johnn.
Powerful and so sad.
34
posted on
10/19/2005 8:17:54 PM PDT
by
Soaring Feather
(If down is up, is up, down. Feathers in the wind.)
To: bentfeather
A lost love is sad, but in a way, she still has him, and will for all her life. He watches over her, shares flowers with her, and is there across time, at her side. There is something far greater then any sadness can touch, and that is true love.
To: WayzataJOHNN
Beautifully said. Really a good poem. Nice to see you.
36
posted on
10/19/2005 8:30:37 PM PDT
by
Soaring Feather
(If down is up, is up, down. Feathers in the wind.)
To: bentfeather
The photographs eyes see,
a hopeless hope kept whole,
in papered anguished plea,
the screams of New York's soul.
Walls of silent cries
in reams of black and white
as mutely each denies
tomorrows' empty night
Through focused camera lens,
a thousand pictures burned
in minds of untold men,
the souls that won't return.
Has anybody seen....?
rac
37
posted on
10/19/2005 8:39:24 PM PDT
by
Ruth C
(learn to analyze rationally and extrapolate consequences ... you might become a conservative)
To: Ruth C
Hello and Welcome to The Dragonflies' Lair.
Powerful poem, Ruth. Thank you.
38
posted on
10/19/2005 8:44:00 PM PDT
by
Soaring Feather
(If down is up, is up, down. Feathers in the wind.)
To: Ruth C
Hi Ruth, and Welcome!
I'm the board Curmudgeon, and general overall silly guy. Nice to see you here, and the poem has power, nice indeed!
To: SouthernHawk; Jet Jaguar; Texas Songwriter; laurenmarlowe; HopeandGlory; WayzataJOHNN; StarCMC; ...
Good morning everyone.
40
posted on
10/20/2005 7:53:44 AM PDT
by
Soaring Feather
(If down is up, is up, down. Feathers in the wind.)
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