The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread~XXXIV~March 10, 2007

March 10, 2007 | Soaring Feather/Poets of the Lair

[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]

Psalm 121

I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.
My help cometh from the LORD, which made heaven and earth.
He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.
Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.
The LORD is thy keeper: the LORD is thy shade upon thy right hand.
The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
The LORD shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.
The LORD shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.

King James Version

[Lady Jag]

0023 angel, butterfly, poem

Glance, as you hurry home from work, through this lighted window where a man taps at his computer he might be writing anything, no-one asked him to write this poem which he does not yet know himself it makes as much difference to the world as the wing-beat of a single butterfly deep in the heart of a distant jungle but for those few intrepid explorers of the jungles of the mind who read it with indrawn breath as beautiful as an unknown species of butterfly flaunting its vivid wings in a rare shaft of sunlight timed to their visit through the canopy of trees high above the living jungle that balances, without telling, the whole planet - earth, trees, rain, sunlight, leaf-fresh air, space; and the song of birds angel; butterfly; poem; winged in beauty thus disguised Michael Shepherd

[Soaring Feather]

Good afternoon, Lady Jag.

Oh my just lovely. That graphic is exquisite.

[Soaring Feather]

History and Facts regarding the Four Leaf Clover.




http://www.fourleafclover.com:80/4fact.html

[Kathy in Alaska]

Ricky Van Shelton ~ Just As I Am

[Kathy in Alaska]

McKameys ~ Anytime

[Kathy in Alaska]

The Perrys ~ Calvary Answers For Me

[Kathy in Alaska]

Brian Free & Assurance ~ Greater Still

[Kathy in Alaska]

Legacy Five ~ He Forgets

[Kathy in Alaska]

Integrity Quartet ~ I Bring You Forgiveness

[Lady Jag]

There's a larger version of that graphic (200+k). I reduced it for posting.

[Kathy in Alaska]

Mark Trammel Trio ~ It's Jesus

[NY Attitude]

Great poem and graphics. Wonder where he was when he wrote this poem.

[NY Attitude]

Are you totally blanketed yet?

[starbase]

Enjoyed reading your poem.

Thanks for checking it out.

[Soaring Feather]

Good evening, NYA.

Ah, the temps warmed and the sun did her magic today. We still have a lot left, but it will not be for long. We are going into a warm up this week-should take care of it then.

Spring is Tuesday.

[Soaring Feather]

Kathy, such wonderful music for the Lair, thank you. *HuGS*

Snow is melting rapidly. YAY.

[Soaring Feather]

I thought that was the case. Do you know how to do Applettes? I know the size is always very large.

They are very pretty.

[Soaring Feather]

Wolf Call to Vincent

Times when the poetry flows and I drift along not aimlessly,
but naturally,
-- a part of everything around me
times when my stubbornness keeps me out of tune
and I cannot hear the harps softly plucking in the air,
cause myself is the care.

Times when the healing rains become torrents of icy cold sleet,
when I'm alone against the world,
and I listen for the wolf to call and
scream obscenities in my head times when alone is alone.

Vincent must have heard the cry--
perhaps when starry night was born--and
felt the healings rains when Sunflowers was born-

We're alike he and I, a part of, yet not a part of-
when sounds echo,
colors kaleidoscope on merry-go- rounds of life.

bentfeather
Copyright (c) 1984

[Soaring Feather]

I Believe

I believe
that we don't have to change friends
if we understand that friends change.

I believe-
that no matter how good a friend is,
they're going to hurt you every
once in a while and you must forgive
them for that.

I believe-
that true friendship continues to grow
even over the longest distance,
same goes for true love.

I believe-
that you can do something in an instant
that will give you heartache for life.

I believe-
that it's taking me a long time
to become the person I want to be.

I believe-
that you should always leave loved ones
with loving words, it may be the last time
you see them.

I believe-
that you can keep going
long after you can't.

I believe-
that we are responsible for what we do
no matter how we feel.

I believe-
that either you control your attitude
or it controls you.

I believe-
that regardless of how hot and
steamy a relationship is at first
the passion fades and there had
better be something else to take its place.

I believe-
that heroes are the people
who do what has to be done
when it needs to be done
regardless of the consequences.

I believe-
that money is a lousy way of keeping score.

I believe-
that my best friend and I can do anything
or nothing and have the best time.

I believe-
that sometimes the people you expect
to kick you when you're down
will be the ones to help you get back up.

I believe-
that sometimes when I'm angry
I have the right to be angry,
but that doesn't give me
the right to be cruel.

I believe-
that just because someone doesn't love
you the way you want them to doesn't
mean they don't love you with all they have.

I believe-
that maturity has more to do with
what types of experiences you've had
and what you've learned from them
and less to do with how many
birthdays you've celebrated.

I believe-
that it isn't always enough to be
forgiven by others. Sometimes you
have to learn to forgive yourself.

I believe-
That no matter how bad your heart is broken
the world doesn't stop for your grief.

I believe-
that our background and circumstances
my have influenced who we are
but we are responsible for who we become.

I believe-
that just because two people argue,
it doesn't mean they don't love each other
And just because they don't argue,
it doesn't mean they do.

I believe-
That you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret
it could change your life forever.

I believe-
that two people can look at the exact
same thing and see something totally different.

I believe-
That your life can be changed in a matter of hours
by people who don't even know you.

I believe-
That even when you think you have no more to give
when a friend cries out to you
you will find the strength to help.

I believe-
that credentials on the wall
do not make a decent human being.

I believe-
that the people you care about most in life
are taken from you too soon.

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