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The Dragonflies' Lair ~ Thread XXXX~
Soaring Feather and poets of the Lair
| July 6, 2007
| Soaring Feather
Posted on 07/06/2007 7:07:33 AM PDT by 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
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TOPICS: Music/Entertainment; Poetry
KEYWORDS: dragonflieslair; dragons; lair; poetry
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To: Seadog Bytes; Soaring Feather
That was a shocker. I was expecting something entirely different and got something much better.
341
posted on
07/11/2007 5:10:09 PM PDT
by
Lady Jag
(I dreamed I surfed all day in my monthly donor wonder bra - https://secure.freerepublic.com/donate)
To: Soaring Feather
342
posted on
07/11/2007 5:33:36 PM PDT
by
Seadog Bytes
(OPM - The Liberal 'solution' to every societal problem. (Other People's Money))
To: Soaring Feather
Warm, Wonderful and Wishful
Summer daze, those oh so wonderful long hot days
when dreaming in the hammock was such fun
and youd holler How about a beer here, Hon
and shes just look at you from her rest never fazed
Mowing away and the lovely smell of new cut grass
carried on the breeze of coming evening sweet
and sparrows flit among the bushes oh so fleet
and you drink in the moments like a wine with sass
Green growing things about you a canvas of life
and you love this palette of nature oh so very grand
for it shows the subtle nature of the Masters hand
and you forget all your woes and over-rated strife
343
posted on
07/11/2007 6:30:31 PM PDT
by
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
To: WayzataJOHNN
Beautiful as ever, thank you.
To: All
To: All

Good night everyone.
To: Soaring Feather
Ha ha ha, LOL, thanks for the laughs. I'm just getting back into country music somewhat, so your country jokes are perfect! Country music adds a nice contrast to my life in this small town, which is in Taiwan, of course, but has a very country feel.
Lots of farmers, people park flatbed trucks around town (and hang up light bulbs run by generators) and sell all kinds of produce, often "exotic" fruits. Plus, while other Chinese would sooner die than drive an old car ("face", you know), but down here there are lots of clunkers.
Adds to the country feel, so I guess that's why I've been into country lately.
Here are my particular favorites from your list:
1. You let your 14-year-old daughter smoke at the dinner table in front of her kids.
2. The Blue Book value of your truck goes up and down depending on how much gas is in it.
3. You've been married three times and still have the same in-laws.
6. Someone in your family died right after saying, "Hey, guys, watch this."
8. Your wife's hairdo was once ruined by a ceiling fan.
16. You can't get married to your sweetheart because there's a law against it.
17. You think loading the dishwasher means getting your wife drunk.
347
posted on
07/12/2007 2:02:38 AM PDT
by
starbase
(Understanding Written Propaganda (click "starbase" to learn 22 manipulating tricks!!))
To: Soaring Feather
348
posted on
07/12/2007 4:09:13 AM PDT
by
Lost Dutchman
("Weep for the future Na'Toth, Weep for us all." (G'Kar-Babylon 5))
To: Soaring Feather
Good morning Soaring Feather. I trust that you have rested well and that your dreamland ventures have left you with a smile on your face. Here the sun is just starting to show. They say that the temps will be very pleasant and dry. The coffee is hot and plentiful.
349
posted on
07/12/2007 5:57:14 AM PDT
by
NY Attitude
(You are responsible for your safety until the arrival of Law Enforcement Officers!)
To: Soaring Feather
350
posted on
07/12/2007 5:58:14 AM PDT
by
NY Attitude
(You are responsible for your safety until the arrival of Law Enforcement Officers!)
To: starbase; Lost Dutchman; NY Attitude; Lady Jag; MEG33; Countyline; WayzataJOHNN; Kathy in Alaska; ..

Good morning, Lords and Ladies of the Lair.
What a wonderful surprise to see a full house when I arrive.
Thank You all!
To: starbase
Nice to hear from you! Ah, Farmer’s Market we have one here in my city. It’s a big enterprise here.
LOL glad you enjoyed the jokes.
To: NY Attitude
Rested well thanks, once I got to sleep, been having difficulty getting to sleep. Another shift.
Temps are way down today. Gorgeous out today, the heat has moved on the air is cleaner and easier to breathe.
You are up and around early today, guess I’ll help myself to some coffee.
To: Lost Dutchman
To: NY Attitude
To: All

But let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Kahlil Gibran
To: All; Soaring Feather; WayzataJOHNN; Lady Jag; NY Attitude; Seadog Bytes; tomkow6; ...
La Belle Dame Sans Merci...John Keats
I.
O WHAT can ail thee, knight-at-arms,
Alone and palely loitering?
The sedge has witherd from the lake,
And no birds sing.
II.
O what can ail thee, knight-at-arms!
So haggard and so woe-begone?
The squirrels granary is full,
And the harvests done.
III.
I see a lily on thy brow
With anguish moist and fever dew,
And on thy cheeks a fading rose
Fast withereth too.
IV.
I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautifula faerys child,
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.
V.
I made a garland for her head,
And bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
She lookd at me as she did love,
And made sweet moan.
VI.
I set her on my pacing steed,
And nothing else saw all day long,
For sidelong would she bend, and sing
A faerys song.
VII.
She found me roots of relish sweet,
And honey wild, and manna dew,
And sure in language strange she said
I love thee true.
VIII.
She took me to her elfin grot,
And there she wept, and sighd fill sore,
And there I shut her wild wild eyes
With kisses four.
IX.
And there she lulled me asleep,
And there I dreamdAh! woe betide!
The latest dream I ever dreamd
On the cold hills side.
X.
I saw pale kings and princes too,
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
They criedLa Belle Dame sans Merci
Hath thee in thrall!
XI.
I saw their starved lips in the gloam,
With horrid warning gaped wide,
And I awoke and found me here,
On the cold hills side.
XII.
And this is why I sojourn here,
Alone and palely loitering,
Though the sedge is witherd from the lake,
And no birds sing.*****
Good Morning Everyone
357
posted on
07/12/2007 7:40:34 AM PDT
by
MEG33
(GOD BLESS OUR ARMED FORCES)
To: Soaring Feather
358
posted on
07/12/2007 7:54:24 AM PDT
by
NY Attitude
(You are responsible for your safety until the arrival of Law Enforcement Officers!)
To: MEG33
WOW WOW, Oh my, Meg, this is exquisite poetry!!
Fabulous graphic.
Thank You.
To: NY Attitude
Thanks. I have had it for a while just never used it till now.
Perfect weather today YaY!
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