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The Dragonflies' Lair~Thread~XXXV~March 25, 2007
March 25,2007
| Soaring Feather/Poets of the Lair
Posted on 03/25/2007 5:24:15 AM 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
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TOPICS: Poetry
KEYWORDS: classicpoets; dragonflies; glengalyway; poetry
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To: NY Attitude; Lady Jag; MEG33; WayzataJOHNN; starbase; Kathy in Alaska; fatima; EsmeraldaA; ...
Good morning everyone!
New Thread Ping.
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posted on
03/25/2007 5:29:50 AM PDT
by
Soaring Feather
(I Soar 'cause I can....)
To: tet68
Excuse me?? Where did that come from?
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posted on
03/25/2007 5:31:06 AM PDT
by
Soaring Feather
(I Soar 'cause I can....)
To: All
About The Sheltered Garden Ground
by Robert Louis Stevenson
ABOUT the sheltered garden ground
The trees stand strangely still.
The vale ne'er seemed so deep before,
Nor yet so high the hill.
An awful sense of quietness,
A fulness of repose,
Breathes from the dewy garden-lawns,
The silent garden rows.
As the hoof-beats of a troop of horse
Heard far across a plain,
A nearer knowledge of great thoughts
Thrills vaguely through my brain.
I lean my head upon my arm,
My heart's too full to think;
Like the roar of seas, upon my heart
Doth the morning stillness sink.
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posted on
03/25/2007 5:59:49 AM PDT
by
Soaring Feather
(I Soar 'cause I can....)
To: Soaring Feather
Good morning Soaring!
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posted on
03/25/2007 6:36:13 AM PDT
by
starbase
(Understanding Written Propaganda (click "starbase" to learn 22 manipulating tricks!!))
To: starbase
Hello there sb, how goes it?
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posted on
03/25/2007 6:44:45 AM PDT
by
Soaring Feather
(I Soar 'cause I can....)
To: Soaring Feather
Everything's lovely, I love the smell of fresh thread in the morning!:
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posted on
03/25/2007 6:51:04 AM PDT
by
starbase
(Understanding Written Propaganda (click "starbase" to learn 22 manipulating tricks!!))
To: starbase
Beautiful flowers, thank you.
Yes, a new thread, we filled the last one up fast. ;0)
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posted on
03/25/2007 6:56:11 AM PDT
by
Soaring Feather
(I Soar 'cause I can....)
To: Soaring Feather
Good Morning, Ms. Feather.
Looks like it'll be gray here today. |
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posted on
03/25/2007 7:44:26 AM PDT
by
Seadog Bytes
(OPM - The Liberal 'solution' to every societal problem. (Other People's Money))
To: Soaring Feather
I found this, which is now just a squeak over three years old. I don't think you've seen it though, so with a little dusting off, it should be almost as good as new.
Ante Up
Once the cards are shuffled,
And handed all around,
That is the hand you’re dealt,
Whatever you have found.
You cannot have do-overs,
Where Life is what is done,
“This ain’t exactly what I want,”
Just means you don’t know fun.
It’s not a game of aces,
Good cards at every turn,
But rather taking what you’ve got,
And applying what you learn.
Life has a way of making,
Good things from the mundane.
A busted flush can sometimes serve,
Who knows what you could gain?
Some think we’re here to master,
A special kind of task.
And maybe what you need to learn,
May not be what you’d ask.
I’d like to be a rich man,
And live a life of ease.
But anyone can do that much,
From school days earning “D”s.
Accepting what you’re getting,
With gratitude’s a plus,
That’s got to be the reason,
Why God puts up with us.
NicknamedBob . . . . . March 24, 2004
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posted on
03/25/2007 7:48:03 AM PDT
by
NicknamedBob
(I know where I have gone wrong, and I can cite it, chapter and verse.)
To: Seadog Bytes
Ah and so it is gray here as well.
Nice light house scene, thanks.
To: NicknamedBob
Good morning Bob. This is a good poem, and you're right I have not seen it.
It sings so well. ;0) Thank you.
To: NicknamedBob
Very Nice, Bob. That's a 'keeper' for sure. Thanks for sharing!
Ante Up
Once the cards are shuffled,
And handed all around,
That is the hand you’re dealt,
Whatever you have found.
You cannot have do-overs,
Where Life is what is done,
“This ain’t exactly what I want,”
Just means you don’t know fun.
It’s not a game of aces,
Good cards at every turn,
But rather taking what you’ve got,
And applying what you learn.
Life has a way of making,
Good things from the mundane.
A busted flush can sometimes serve,
Who knows what you could gain?
Some think we’re here to master,
A special kind of task.
And maybe what you need to learn,
May not be what you’d ask.
I’d like to be a rich man,
And live a life of ease.
But anyone can do that much,
From school days earning “D”s.
Accepting what you’re getting,
With gratitude’s a plus,
That’s got to be the reason,
Why God puts up with us.
NicknamedBob . . . . . March 24, 2004
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posted on
03/25/2007 9:37:53 AM PDT
by
Seadog Bytes
(OPM - The Liberal 'solution' to every societal problem. (Other People's Money))
To: Soaring Feather; NY Attitude; MEG33; WayzataJOHNN; starbase; Kathy in Alaska; fatima; EsmeraldaA; ..
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A plump, determined, red-breasted
robin took possession of my balcony
this morning and pontificated
from the railing.
“Listen up, you birds,
you people. The man who lives in this house
is a noble man. He leaves me
sunflower seeds.
He lets me sing birdsongs
all day and never
complains when I hit a bad note.”
He’s kind to crows.
He knows bird-talk,
I think. He understands
how hard it is to be a bird.
Some day
I may teach him how to fly.”
Sonny Rainshine
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posted on
03/25/2007 9:54:24 AM PDT
by
Lady Jag
(A positive attitude will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort.)
To: Soaring Feather
Good morning Soaring Feather. What a slow moving morning for me so far. The 2nd cup of coffeee has not kicked in yet and the cobwebs are refusing to leave.
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posted on
03/25/2007 10:02:37 AM PDT
by
NY Attitude
(You are responsible for your safety until the arrival of Law Enforcement Officers!)
To: Lady Jag
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posted on
03/25/2007 10:03:57 AM PDT
by
NY Attitude
(You are responsible for your safety until the arrival of Law Enforcement Officers!)
To: NY Attitude
Ah, has the coffee kicked in yet?? Must be the jet lag yet, and you get to go through it again when you go back. LOL
I was just talking to a friend in sunny Florida, on the Gulf side, just makes me green with envy. LOL
To: Lady Jag
Good afternoon, Lady, superb poem and graphic.
To: Soaring Feather
Barely. You are so right about the jet lag. Your friend probably lives near Pensacola or there abouts.
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posted on
03/25/2007 11:00:00 AM PDT
by
NY Attitude
(You are responsible for your safety until the arrival of Law Enforcement Officers!)
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