Skip to comments.
The Dragonflies Lair~Thread XXVII~
The Muses, Poets of the Lair
| April, 24,2006
| bentfeather
Posted on 04/24/2006 8:55:04 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©
2002
|
|
|
|
TOPICS: Poetry
KEYWORDS: dragonflies; glengaulway; haiku; ladies; lords; music; musiclyrics; originalpoetry; poetry; prose
Navigation: use the links below to view more comments.
first previous 1-20 ... 101-120, 121-140, 141-160 ... 1,021-1,035 next last
To: bentfeather
121
posted on
04/29/2006 4:03:41 AM PDT
by
tomkow6
(....)
To: tomkow6
To: All
Four Winds
Sarah Teasdale
"Four winds blowing through the sky,
You have seen poor maidens die,
Tell me then what I shall do
That my lover may be true."
Said the wind from out the south,
"Lay no kiss upon his mouth,"
And the wind from out the west,
"Wound the heart within his breast,"
And the wind from out the east,
"Send him empty from the feast,"
And the wind from out the north,
"In the tempest thrust him forth;
When thou art more cruel than he,
Then will Love be kind to thee."
To: bentfeather
Good Saturday morn, ms feather.
124
posted on
04/29/2006 4:12:37 AM PDT
by
Kathy in Alaska
(~ www.ProudPatriots.org ~ Operation 4th of July ~)
To: Kathy in Alaska
Good morning, Kathy!
May the Good Lord Bless and Keep you, my friend.
To: bentfeather
126
posted on
04/29/2006 4:18:14 AM PDT
by
Kathy in Alaska
(~ www.ProudPatriots.org ~ Operation 4th of July ~)
To: Kathy in Alaska
Oh, how I love this hymn, thank you Kathy.
To: bentfeather
Good Morning from Dewey and Me!
128
posted on
04/29/2006 8:11:56 AM PDT
by
Lady Jag
(Dew knot trussed you're spell chequer too fined awl mistakes)
To: Lady Jag
Oh, nice to meet Dewey. ;)
Wonderful sunny day, albeit on the chilly side.
To: Lady Jag
(Dew knot trussed you're spell chequer too fined awl mistakes)
I know that one for sure.
To: All
Good night everyone.
~Dream a little~ Love a lot~
To: bentfeather
Missing The Moment
Many are born with the faculty of sight and never see,
that is an art one must learn and polish to keep bright.
We hear, but miss what is really said just out of sight,
again, an art we have nourished not, our loss it be.
What good senses we do not value enough to use well,
leaving us half aware of the world around us so alive.
We are little more than mindless drones around life’s hive,
missing the treasures just beyond ourselves, sad to tell.
We touch, but miss the reason for feelings in the end,
hardly slipping from our narrowing enveloping shell.
Each day we make our world smaller, until its hell,
and there we sit in solitude, our memories to tend.
132
posted on
04/29/2006 9:02:42 PM PDT
by
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
To: bentfeather
Good Lord's Day, ms feather.
133
posted on
04/30/2006 1:58:18 AM PDT
by
Kathy in Alaska
(~ www.ProudPatriots.org ~ Operation 4th of July ~)
To: Kathy in Alaska
Good Lord's Day to you Kathy.
To: bentfeather
135
posted on
04/30/2006 3:13:20 AM PDT
by
Kathy in Alaska
(~ www.ProudPatriots.org ~ Operation 4th of July ~)
To: Kathy in Alaska
Nice selection of hymns, thanks Kathy.
To: bentfeather
My pleasure....I can listen for hours.
137
posted on
04/30/2006 3:31:57 AM PDT
by
Kathy in Alaska
(~ www.ProudPatriots.org ~ Operation 4th of July ~)
To: Kathy in Alaska; All
Out in the Fields with God
by Anonymous Works
The little cares that fretted me
I lost them yesterday
Among the fields, above the sea,
Among the winds at play,
Among the lowing of the herds,
The rustling of the trees,
Among the singing of the birds,
The humming of the bees.
The foolish fears of what might happen,
I cast them all away,
Among the clover-scented grass,
Among the new-mown hay,
Among the husking of the corn,
Where drowsy poppies nod,
Where ill thoughts die and good are born--
Out in the fields with God.
|
|
|
|
To: bentfeather
Where ill thoughts die and good are born--
Out in the fields with God.
Nice....
139
posted on
04/30/2006 4:04:36 AM PDT
by
Kathy in Alaska
(~ www.ProudPatriots.org ~ Operation 4th of July ~)
To: Kathy in Alaska
Yup, Anonymous is a good writer.
Navigation: use the links below to view more comments.
first previous 1-20 ... 101-120, 121-140, 141-160 ... 1,021-1,035 next last
Disclaimer:
Opinions posted on Free Republic are those of the individual
posters and do not necessarily represent the opinion of Free Republic or its
management. All materials posted herein are protected by copyright law and the
exemption for fair use of copyrighted works.
FreeRepublic.com is powered by software copyright 2000-2008 John Robinson
