~The Dragon Flies' Lair~Poetry Thread XXIV~

January 2, 2006 | bentfeather/Poets of the Lair

[Soaring Feather]

*HUGS* My Little Diva. I love her sing, too. I have Honeysuckle Rose loaded and will play it for you.

[laurenmarlowe]

Thank you Ms. Feather, so beautiful!

Lovely music to listen to!

[Soaring Feather]

Hi sweetie, glad you enjoyed it. *HUGS*

[WayzataJOHNN]

Comprehension in the Night

Fog draped evening, slipping by in whispers soft,
and not a breeze to be felt, yet the fog swirls around.
Crusted snow litters with casual intent the ground,
as overhead, a swallow swiftly flits just aloft.

There is a bite to the air, an edge of reality bold,
yet subtle too, like some slight of nature’s hand.
Sounds do ebb and flow in the fog where I stand,
and for just this moment, time does strangely fold.

Stars burn in a brilliance that sets them like jewels,
strung across Eternity’s ebony arch to delight the eye.
And the moon is a silver lighthouse in the night sky,
guiding quiet dreams home to we simple mortal fools.

[WayzataJOHNN]

OK, now you've got me hooked on Eva Cassidy.
(thanks!)

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good morning, ms feather.

Blessed Assurance

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning, friend.

Comprehension in the Night

Lovely poem. Fog is such interesting stuff, however, dangerous for drivers.


Glad you enjoyed Eva Cassidy.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone.

[Soaring Feather]

Morning Kathy.

Thank You, for Blessed Assurance.

[Soaring Feather]

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Thought of the Day

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Frederick Douglass who wrote, "Without a struggle,
there can be no progress."

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Today is Wednesday, Jan. 4, the fourth day of 2006, with 361
to follow. The moon is waning. The morning stars are Mercury,
Venus, Mars, Jupiter and Saturn. The evening stars are Uranus,
and Neptune.

[EsmeraldaA]

Hello Miss Feather.
Thank you for the ping, I feel honored.

[Soaring Feather]

Enjoy yourself. Thanks for coming 'round. There's lots of reading to do, 24 Threads.

[Soaring Feather]

Music for the Lair!

Julie London~I Got It Bad and That's Not Good

Eva Cassidy~Danny Boy

Peggy Lee~Cheek To Cheek

Count Basie~Swinging the Blues

Nina Simone~Gin House Blues

Aretha Franklin~You and Me

bentfeather

[WayzataJOHNN]

Distorted songs

She was coming 'round the curve doin' 90 miles an hour
when the chain on her new bicycle broke!
She was found lyin' there with a sprocket in her pocket
tickled to death by an errant and willful spoke.

The old outhouse looks the same
but the catalogue is gone.
And there's the old oak seat
that I used to sssssssi-it on.
Down the lane I'd run,
sometimes I'd make it.
Other times
I'd have to fake it.
That's why we had
the green, green grass of home.

[Soaring Feather]

LOL


Now you're just weird!

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone.

[Soaring Feather]

Glen Gaul Way-A Secret Ice Garden

In the Land of Glen Gaul Way
a secret garden lies hidden away
amongst the fern and mossy coves
home to the lowly turtle doves.

Hidden from the denizens
known to my lady fair and
her proud knight, of Glenn Gaul Way.

By night a secret haven of their bliss
waiting for the gentle kiss
from her winged lover fair
the Dragonfly of Glenn Gaul Way.

Cloaked in golden gossamer
and in velvets rich
all seeing eyes of wisdom
never missing a trick.

A Dragonfly by day is he
stately prince by night,
the gem of Glen Gaul Way is he,
her winged delight.

In day the garden stays
covered all in rime
near the edges one can see
little sprigs of thyme

smell the aroma of jasmine fine
and chamomile rare
the garden frozen thru the day
a wondrous work of ice
at dusk the moon light takes a turn
to gently melt the ice,

And set to play the lovers dance
in this frozen land
reveling secrets from the past
of a gaily inhabited land.

A swoosh is heard at even’ tide
a glittering sight is seen
as the Dragonfly appears
upon the frosty scene.

Four wings in motion
cause a breeze
enough to stir the air
a crackling snap of thawing ice
fills the tiny ice cove
sweet aromas fill the air
intoxicating all around
as the pair begin their dance
on the icy ground.

His hand guides her ‘round
their secret frozen land
to live and love the night away
‘tis their destiny fulfilled.

A saddened heart
beneath her breast
as moon and stars fade way
to dawn’s dim light
the price to pay
for their Ice Garden play.

My Lady Fair clasps her bosom
as he departs at dawn
to worlds only known to him
and a promising return at dusk
their realm to display.

bentfeather ©
January 5, 2006

[Soaring Feather]

~Nina Simone~I Love You Porgy~

[Soaring Feather]

~Nina Simone~Mood Indigo~

[Soaring Feather]

Haggart-Bauduc~Big Noise From Winnetka