The Dragonflies' Lair~Thread XXVIII~

The Muse/Poets of the Lair | June 11, 2006 | bentfeather

[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

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning, Tomkow.

[Soaring Feather]

Dear friends, I dearly enjoy both of you.
I consider both of you an asset to this forum, both in your comments and support of my work and others who post here.

I welcome critiquing of my poetry. A writer needs to hear and see the manner in which a work resonates in another reader.

I appreciate all comments.

I did not see any impoliteness on this board yesterday regarding my poem. I did see open, honest comments.

Let us enjoy our unique personalities in a loving spirit.


Love to all, bentfeather

[starbase]

Thank you bentfeather, I'm sure we all treasure visiting the Lair. Perhaps my comments could have been better formed.

Fatima, I apologize if anything I said offended you and I hope you won't hold it against me in the future.

starbase

[Soaring Feather]

Here's a thought to kick in your juices. LOL

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Thought of the Day

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George Jean Nathan wrote, "artist and censor
differ ... the first is a decent mind in an
indecent body ... the second is an indecent
mind in a decent body."

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Today is Thursday, June 22, the 173rd day of 2006 with 192 to
follow. The moon is waning. The morning stars are Venus,
Neptune and Uranus. The evening stars are Mars, Mercury,
Jupiter, Pluto and Saturn.

[Soaring Feather]

Those born on this date are under the sign of Cancer include:



English adventure novelist H. Rider Haggard ("King Solomon's
Mines," "She") in 1856;

German novelist Erich Remarque ("All Quiet on the Western
Front") in 1898;

movie director Billy Wilder ("Some Like It Hot") in 1906;

author Anne Morrow Lindbergh, wife of aviator Charles
Lindbergh, and movie producer Mike Todd, both in 1907;

actor Karl Malden in 1913 (age 93);

fashion designer Bill Blass in 1922 ;

Sen. Dianne Feinstein, D-Calif., in 1933 (age 73);

comedian Joan Rivers in 1935 (age 71);

singer/actor Kris Kristofferson in 1936 (age 70);

TV reporter Ed Bradley in 1941 (age 65);

Meryl Streep and Lindsay Wagner, both in 1949 (age 57);

Freddie Prinze in 1954;

and actress Tracy Pollan in 1960 (age 46).

[fatima]

(((Hugs)))

[fatima]

:)(((Hugs)))

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone!

[Soaring Feather]

Morning *HUGS*! Gorgeous day in Old New York! The roofers are hammering away! ;) Oh my, I will be glad when they move to the other side of the roof. LOL

I gotta make coffee. lol

[Lady Jag]

Good morning, bentfeather, all!

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning, Jewels!

OMG cracking me up here, this is hilarious!

Oh, this composition is a winner, the scale and balance are perfect

[Lady Jag]

How is our lovely resident poet this morning?

[Soaring Feather]

All, my attempt at dragon humor.

Please comment! LOL

Krackin’ Dragon of Glen Gaul Way

1. Rumbling, grumbling, from the lair
2. Krackin’ Dragon, lives in there
3. Nestled nicely in the glen
4. forest trees and roots hide his den.
5. Morning dew fills the air
6. Krackin’ Dragon rustles round in there
7. morning comes hard for him, grousing to himself
8. he moans, oh my knees do ache this morning break.
9. I’m HUNGRY could be heard as he stretched his
10. long back legs, kinks in my joints upon my word
11. and a belly ache, this is absurd, Krackin’ Dragon worried
12. was he about his get his WAKE?
13. Standing tall in the lair, Krackin’s belly sure was bare
14. only three jewels could he show, the others he had to forego
15. to Whippin’ Wilford in a brawl beside the stone and ivied castle wall.
16. Whippin’ Wilford, from yon hill claimed the gems
17. from Krachin’s cache, not suspecting he was rash
18. in the clash fought on fourth night of the rising moon
19. lighting up the grassy fen, audience safely packed in
20. to watch the duel of the Dragons of the Glen.

21. Clashing, growling sounds, echoed the dale for miles around
22. as the dragons spared for ground.
23. Krackin’ Dragon was well known,
24. his roaring voice thundered o’er the glen
25. a hundred years before time had begun.
26. Facing off for the clash or two old dragons fighting for the reign

27. jockeyed round, snortin’, huffin’, puffin’, fire and flame.
28. Thick in the nostrils the smell of fire and brimstone thru the glen
29. while the gnomes neath the tree, snickered to themselves, you see
30. The gnomes, Nomar and Juna, opine there goes Ol’ Krackin’ Dragon and Whippin’ Wilford again.
31. Well, the snorin’, roarin, growlin, howlin’, rippin, and tearin’ was full steam.
32.Standing on back legs the dragons slashed at one another in the air
33. Ol’ Krackin Dragon hooked into the flesh of Wippin’ Wilford with one swipe
34. scales and feathers flying left and right, Whippin’ hit the ground
35. with one claw buried deep in Krachin’s gut, Whippin’ snipes at Krackin’ to say
36. Surrender to me those jewels, you fool, and save your place in the glen
37. as mightiest Dragon, since time begun.
38. Krachin’ looks down on his old foe, belly gushing blood in a pool
39. Krackin’s eyes teared a bit, with his claw he began to flick

40. The jewels from his belly hold toward his old time foe Whippin’ Wilford of yon glen.


bentfeather

[Soaring Feather]

I am well thank you and how is yourself today?

[Lady Jag]

I'm surprisingly well.
Don't tell.
I don't want anything
To cause it to quell.

[Soaring Feather]

Yeah, I know the feeling. ;)

[Soaring Feather]

Poo, I meant to ping you to this pome!


Please feel free to comment. ;)





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[Lady Jag]

Mum's the word.

[Lady Jag]

Sitting by a Bush in Broad Sunlight
by Robert Lee Frost

When I spread out my hand here today,
I catch no more than a ray
To feel of between thumb and fingers;
No lasting effect of it lingers.

There was one time and only the one
When dust really took in the sun;
And from that one intake of fire
All creatures still warmly suspire.

And if men have watched a long time
And never seen sun-smitten slime
Again come to life and crawl off,
We not be too ready to scoff.

God once declared he was true
And then took the veil and withdrew,
And remember how final a hush
Then descended of old on the bush.

God once spoke to people by name.
The sun once imparted its flame.
One impulse persists as our breath;
The other persists as our faith.

[WayzataJOHNN]

Private Doubts

Unknown
unexplained
unexpected
the seed of fear
eats at you
tears at you
behind your straight face
and you ache
you hurt
and no one can explain why
and the pit in your mind
deepens as an abyss
how strong are you
when weariness wears you
in the echoing halls of night
as you watch the moon
shed its pale light
across the ceiling of your room