The Dragonflies' Lair ~ Thread XXXX~

Soaring Feather and poets of the Lair | July 6, 2007 | Soaring Feather

[Soaring Feather]

My Dragonfly 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 (c) 2002

[Lady Jag]

Of course it was my bra.

The dog wasn’t mine.

[Soaring Feather]

Fabric softener, my goodness, one just never knows. And those over the counter drugs can be very troublesome, I had an encounter with one of those, too. ;(
My mom used to rinse the laundry in rainwater it is soft water. She also put bluing in the last rinse to keep the whites, white. All by hand of course. What a worker she was. I Don't hold a candle to her.
Due to the blood thinner I take, I can take Ibuprofen only.

[Soaring Feather]

Thank You, Kathy, for today’s spiritual music.

Amazing Grace ~ Cherokee

How Great Thou Art ~ Choctaw

How I love these two.

[Lady Jag]

Introduction to Poetry

Billy Collins

I ask them to take a poem
and hold it up to the light
like a color slide

or press an ear against its hive.

I say drop a mouse into a poem
and watch him probe his way out,

or walk inside the poem's room
and feel the walls for a light switch.

I want them to waterski
across the surface of a poem
waving at the author's name on the shore.

But all they want to do
is tie the poem to a chair with rope
and torture a confession out of it.

They begin beating it with a hose
to find out what it really means.

 

[Soaring Feather]

WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW!!!!

Smashing works, graphically and poetically. Fabulous.

[Lady Jag]

Smashing works, graphically and poetically. Fabulous.

Aha! PROOF that poem was for you!

[Lost Dutchman]

Ya Wowza. That was beautiful in a dreadful way.

[NY Attitude]

You are correct, plus stuff they called gevelua water (a kind of bleach) and Fels Naptha bar soap. LOL.

[Soaring Feather]

Introduction to Poetry
Billy Collins

I ask them to take a poem
and hold it up to the light
like a color slide-—exquisite opening

or press an ear against its hive.——to hear the song

I say drop a mouse into a poem
and watch him probe his way out,——to cause the reader to think

or walk inside the poem’s room
and feel the walls for a light switch.——ah, this is just a magnificent line

I want them to waterski
across the surface of a poem-—oh wish I had written that.
waving at the author’s name on the shore.

But all they want to do
is tie the poem to a chair with rope
and torture a confession out of it.-——the snobbish elite of the literary world, the high brows at fancy cloistered universities who believe their own bullshit. There is no room for an "un-groomed" poet, no Grandma Moses of poetry, one must be milled out of the ivied halls, powered, preened, introduced to the gawking of critics, like they are the only ones who have ever lived.

They begin beating it with a hose
to find out what it really means.—— they make me want to vomit. A poem will mean different things to different people no matter the author. All the smchooze in the world will not make a lousy poem good, however this author is good.

[Lady Jag]

A poem will mean different things to different people

Exactly. That's why some want to beat it with a hose while others swoon over its beauty.

Sure the ending could be different but tha original truly moves the emotions.

[Soaring Feather]

Ah, I can always depend on your calm head to make sense of my rant. Thank you.

[Soaring Feather]

Ya Wowza. That was beautiful in a dreadful way.

I would be interested in knowing how the poem moved each of you. Discuss if you wish.

[Lady Jag]

I think it means the poem did its job.

[Soaring Feather]

Fels Naptha bar soap.

So happens I have a bar in my washing area, good for all stains, I have a rub board too. ;0)

[Lost Dutchman]

Ohhh, thank you Lady. Definitely going into my profile

I found the poem insightful and disturbing due to how it portrays the demands we make out of life and the world.

We so often cannot be happy with how things are. So we dig for a "deeper meaning", or "improve" the situation. Thereby missing the point entirely, possibly even destroying it in the process.

[Lady Jag]

I would be interested in knowing how the poem moved each of you. Discuss if you wish.

IMHO it's a work of art. Each phrase uses your emotions skillfully.

I give it a 10.

[NY Attitude]

During WWII it was used for a lot of things like bathing, scrubbing cuts and scratchedps prior to the application ohpf Methiolate (sp), OUCH. LOL

[Lady Jag]

Your welcome - you inspired me.

If you’ve read enough of the poems I post, upbeat is the theme.

This one was both up and down. However in my mind, the down showed how we can react to things in ways we don’t have to and it opened my eyes to how we should strive to be always hopeful.

[Soaring Feather]

Good analysis.

[Soaring Feather]

LOL, I guess my aunt never left WWII, her husband served in the Navy his ship was torpedoed. She was an inspector of guns in a local facory.

Oh it’s great for washing the skin after an encounter with Mrs. Poison Ivy.