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

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"Ve are too soon oldt and too late schmart!" --Ferdinand Graf Von Zeppelin

 

 

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone.

[Soaring Feather]

Ooooops, left you off the Good morning Ping!! LOL

[NY Attitude]

Good morning Soaring Feather. Thanks for the ping and reminding me about coffee. My cup was empty. Hope that you have a good day.

[Soaring Feather]

Thanks and the same wishes for you. Raining here today, otherwise not bad at all.

[NY Attitude]

The sun is shining so far. It is a little overcast with temps around 67 degrees. The humidity is low. So far today has not provided any major surprises but it is early yet.

[Soaring Feather]

So far today has not provided any major surprises but it is early yet.
Oh I see, you have been dealing with surprises! Well, I hope today seas are fair and calm.

Humidity here is high, temps are not, overall not bad.

[Soaring Feather]

Connie, You Tube

This is one of the sweetest performances you may ever see.

[Lady Jag]

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

William Shakespeare, "Macbeth", Act 5 scene 5
Greatest English dramatist & poet (1564 - 1616)

 

[Lady Jag]

Hey, look everybody!

Soaking Feather!

[Lady Jag]

I couldn’t find a picture as beautiful as yours today, Feathers.

[Lost Dutchman]

ROFL!

Good One!

[Lady Jag]

If you please, would you kindly tell me how a Dutchman gets lost?

[Kathy in Alaska]

Oh my goodness, ms feather.....neat tub. Are you having a good soak?

[Soaring Feather]

Oh my, Excellent!! The poetry of Shakespeare.

[Soaring Feather]

Hey, look everybody!

Soaking Feather!

Hilarious! ROTFLMAO!! Fabulous find.

[Soaring Feather]

Ah, Lady you have graced the Lair many a day
we appreciate those times in every way
in fair weather, or foul, your humour shines through
and for that Lady Jag, we all Thank You!

[Soaring Feather]

Oh my goodness, ms feather.....neat tub. Are you having a good soak?

Strange you should ask, LOL I just showered!

[WayzataJOHNN]

Love at Any Age

Oh banish pain and grief
if even but for a time so brief
and let us once more take the time
to know love that perfect rhyme

As Spring follows the Winter stark
let us find the warmth of love to hark
and touch the fires deep within
to share and perhaps begin again

A beginning springing from the past
a renewal so surprising to last
a fusion of twin souls in need
a new rose among life’s weeds

Love is more then we may understand
for it has the power to take us in hand
and set our feet upon a road like new
to travel together as lovers are wont to do

Old we be but love cares not of age
and carries all across our mortal page
to leave our story with all the rest
and we knowing ours is the best

[Soaring Feather]

Ah, fabulous, the best is yet to be. Love it.