The Dragonflies' Lair~Thread XXXXI

Poets of the Dragonflies' Lair | August 9, 2007 | Soaring Feather

[tomkow6]

Morning, LJ!

[Soaring Feather]

Beautiful poem!

A classic poet-words never erased from the pages of time.
A wondrous way to always be around
for generations to come to leaf through
old dusty tomes and uncover the thoughts
and attitudes of the author’s steps years in the past
and relevant in today’s world.

Wonderful.

[Lady Jag]

Hey, Tom!

[Lady Jag]

The old poets are the ones I still favor.

[Lady Jag]

The Owl

I saw my world again through your eyes As I would see it again through your children's eyes. Through your eyes it was foreign. Plain hedge hawthorns were peculiar aliens, A mystery of peculiar lore and doings. Anything wild, on legs, in your eyes Emerged at a point of exclamation As if it had appeared to dinner guests In the middle of the table. Common mallards Were artefacts of some unearthliness, Their wooings were a hypnagogic film Unreeled by the river. Impossible To comprehend the comfort of their feet In the freezing water. You were a camera Recording reflections you could not fathom. I made my world perform its utmost for you. You took it all in with an incredulous joy Like a mother handed her new baby By the midwife. Your frenzy made me giddy. It woke up my dumb, ecstatic boyhood Of fifteen years before. My masterpiece Came that black night on the Grantchester road. I sucked the throaty thin woe of a rabbit Out of my wetted knuckle, by a copse Where a tawny owl was enquiring. Suddenly it swooped up, splaying its pinions Into my face, taking me for a post. Ted Hughes

[Soaring Feather]

Good night everyone.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone.


The day came slow, till five o' clock
by Emily Dickinson


The day came slow, till five o'clock
Then sprang before the hills
Like hindered rubies, or the light
A sudden musket spills


The purple could not keep the east,
The sunrise shook from fold,
Like breadths of topaz, packed a night,
The lady just unrolled.


The happy winds their timbrels took;
The birds, in docile rows,
Arranged themselves around their prince
(The wind is prince of those).


The orchard sparkled like a Jew, --
How mighty 't was, to stay
A guest in this stupendous place,
The parlor of the day!

[WayzataJOHNN]

GOOD NIGHT!?!

Tis the Lord’s gift of another morning,
and the sun doth crest the edge of the world.
See the flood of pale rose and perfect pearl,
and how the birds swoop in flight they hurl.
Dancing to a dawn chorus, their wings unfurled,
come, sweep away night, day’s aborning!

[Soaring Feather]

Lovely!

Now to explain myself, I loved the lines

A guest in this stupendous place,
The parlor of the day!

I just got fixated on those two and could not move away!

It’s a strange world I live it!!

[tomkow6]

Morning, Ms Feather!

[MEG33]

~Good Morning To The Lair~

Lovely poetry to go with with my coffee..Thank you.

[Soaring Feather]

Awwww, lovely Hummingbird frame - what a great picture. Gorgeous!

Thanks Meg. Hope you have a grand day, it is lovely weather here.

[MEG33]

I loved that picture when I found it.
Partly cloudy here..and mid 90 degree temps forecast!

Your sunrise made me think of the sunset I drove to see last evening over a nearby lake..I don’t have a “skyview” house..All my glass faces the ravine and woods(It’s a very soothing green view, though)...I’m going to try to time quick convenience store trips more often to sunset..It was a lovely sight over water..

[Soaring Feather]

I wonder is that globe thing the hummer has landed on one of those mirror balls folks have in their yards, sure looks like it. It does a wonderful job of reflecting the surrounding objects and the hummer.

We usually have gorgeous sunsets here where I live. I don’t get to see them that often as I am in the city. We are surrounded with trees, and where I am it is in a depression made during the glacier age. Gads we are old. LOL If I lived on one of the surrounding hills I would be able to see a lot more of nature’s show.

It’s nice you can drive around before dark, be around water and see the sunsets.

I have a busy afternoon coming up, grocery shopping (first time for me in a month) lab test for blood, and banking. I will be pooped by the time all this is done. ;0)

[MEG33]

It is..I think it is called a “gazing ball”

Good luck on errands and blood test..Put your feet up when you get home!

[Lady Jag]

I found a tiny starfish

I founfd a tiny starfish in a tidepool by the sand I found a tiny starfish and put him in my hand An ity-bity star-fish no bigger than my thumb a wet and goldern starfish belonging to no one I thought that I would take him form the tidepool by the sea and bring him home to give to you loving gift from me But as I held my starfish his skin began to dry without his special seaside home my gift to you would die I found a tiny starfish in a tidepool by the sea I hope whoever finds him next will leave him there like me And the gift I've saved for you the best that I can give I found a tiny starfish and for you I let him live Jessica Orrillo

[Lady Jag]

Sweet Friday All

[Soaring Feather]

Good night everyone.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone.

[Soaring Feather]

I am off for the day, wishing good health to all.