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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
  
   
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                  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
 
 
                  
 
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TOPICS: Poetry
KEYWORDS: dragonflies; glengaulway; haiku; ladies; lords; music; musiclyrics; originalpoetry; poetry; prose
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To: All
    
Good night everyone.
 
To: WayzataJOHNN; HopeandGlory; Lady Jag; EsmeraldaA; Knitting A Conundrum; ScubieNuc; ...
    
Good morning everyone.
 
To: All
    Harriett Beecher Stowe wrote in "Uncle Tom's Cabin" that, "No one is so thoroughly superstitious as the godless man." 
 
 
 
 
Today is Tuesday, May 30, the 150th day of 2006 with 215 to 
follow. The moon is waxing. The morning stars are Venus, 
Neptune, Uranus and Pluto. The evening stars are Mars, Mercury, 
Jupiter and Saturn.
 
To: All
    Those born on this date: 
 
Mel Blanc, the voice of Bugs Bunny, Porky Pig and many other 
cartoon characters, in 1908; 
 
bandleader/clarinetist Benny Goodman in 1909; 
 
restaurant executive Bob Evans in 1918 (age 88); 
 
Christine Jorgensen, who gained notoriety for undergoing a 
sex-change operation, in 1926; 
 
actors Clint Walker in 1927 (age 79), 
 
Keir Dullea in 1936 (age 70) 
 
Michael J. Pollard in 1939 (age 67); 
 
NFL Hall of Fame running back Gale Sayers in 1943 (age 63); 
 
actors Colm Meaney in 1953 (age 53) 
 
Ted McGinley in 1958 (age 48); 
 
"South Park" co-creator Trey Parker in 1972 (age 34).
 
To: bentfeather
    Morning,
 

Ms Feather!
 
845
posted on 
05/30/2006 7:35:01 AM PDT
by 
tomkow6
(........You didn't know I was a PROUD member of Proud Patriots, did you?...WWW.PROUDPATRIOTS.ORG....)
 
To: tomkow6
    
 LOL!
  
 Good morning, Tomkow! 
 
To: bentfeather
847
posted on 
05/30/2006 9:33:52 AM PDT
by 
Lady Jag
(Learning to shrug is the beginning of wisdom)
 
To: bentfeather
    
Alterability
  
 Inversion of force
 causes undue stress
 and structures change
 within and without me
 pay attention and see
 things shift and derange
 where oft more is less
 along lifes long course
 
848
posted on 
05/30/2006 9:35:58 AM PDT
by 
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
 
To: Lady Jag
    
Preening for the impending flight
 checking airways
 they need to be right
 flawless in take off
 targets deadly aim
 flying high o'er predators
 freedoms the name....
     
     
 bentfeather 
To: bentfeather
    And here I thought the bird was performing ballet!
 
850
posted on 
05/30/2006 9:56:28 AM PDT
by 
Lady Jag
(Learning to shrug is the beginning of wisdom)
 
To: Lady Jag
    "And here I thought the bird was performing ballet!" 
 
Nope getting prettied up before going frog gig'n!
 
851
posted on 
05/30/2006 9:59:40 AM PDT
by 
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
 
To: WayzataJOHNN
    Sometimes it's good to bend
 other times, it's good to stay straight
 on the internal course
 and listen to the gut talk
 it's the compass, the route signs,
 that tell us when to bend and when to balk
  
  
 After, milling about the piles of lies
 I would belie the inside guide to hide
  
  
 The times are changing here and there
 the cosmic mystic has taken me there.
 But them I've always been a dreamer
 and have lived between here and there
 knowing that truth surely lives somewhere.
  
 bentfeather
To: Lady Jag
    Well, she is! 
 
LOL 
 
It takes a bird to know a bird. ;)
 
To: WayzataJOHNN
    But if he performs ballet, he gets the frogs for free!
This one got free frogs and look at him! 
  
 
854
posted on 
05/30/2006 10:26:52 AM PDT
by 
Lady Jag
(Learning to shrug is the beginning of wisdom)
 
To: bentfeather
    It takes a bird to know a bird. ;)What are you talking about!
  
 
 
855
posted on 
05/30/2006 10:28:57 AM PDT
by 
Lady Jag
(Learning to shrug is the beginning of wisdom)
 
To: Lady Jag
    OMGOSH! 
 
 
This would be a catbird?? No wings though. Odd shaped legs and feet. 
 
 
 
 
 
To: bentfeather
    Yes, it's a catbird, but it prefers to ignore its bird legs.
 
857
posted on 
05/30/2006 10:39:40 AM PDT
by 
Lady Jag
(Learning to shrug is the beginning of wisdom)
 
To: bentfeather
    Well as long as you have gone to the birds, here's one for you. LOL
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 Seems my cats are menaced by the hamerkops, which look and sound like minature like teradactyls. Their scrawks start predawn, which has never been a problem for the felines, but I am throwing pillows and anything I can get a hand on to get some peace. Their nest is just a few yards from my garden, gack! what a mess.! 
 I guess I should offer a poem?
 Overhead, the underhanded,
 get what they want,
 charge everything
 to capital and reserve
 the game 
 for the upperclassèd
 I loved your Memorial day presentation of In Flanders Field. Thanks.
To: Kay Syrah
    Hello! So nice to see you, and thank you.
 I love the poem Flander's Field. 
  
 Nice little poem you left. ;)
  
 What is this bird
 that hammers at your
 rest, and near your window too,
 yuk is sure right to blast
 a pillow or two out the window
 toward them, but the toss of the pillow
 could not be retrieved after having
 landed in the nest of the hamerkops loft,
 hamerkops feathers and down be dammed
 I'll never look at a hen the same way again.
  
  
 Whew that is a big bird.
To: bentfeather
    LOL!
I'll never look at a hen the same way again.
 Prolly good advice. Since the bird flew.
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