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The Dragonflies' Lair~Thread XXXXI
Poets of the Dragonflies' Lair
| August 9, 2007
| Soaring Feather
Posted on 08/06/2007 3:44:50 AM PDT by Soaring Feather
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: Chit/Chat; Music/Entertainment; Poetry
KEYWORDS: dragonflies; dragons; poetry; thelair
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To: MEG33; NY Attitude; Lady Jag; All
Perfect! That must be Chef Tude back there.
Yummy!!!
Smiles.
To: Soaring Feather
882
posted on
09/09/2007 12:42:07 PM PDT
by
MEG33
(GOD BLESS OUR ARMED FORCES)
To: Soaring Feather; All
Poem For People That Are Understandably Too Busy To Read Poetry |
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Relax. This won't last long. Or if it does, or if the lines make you sleepy or bored, give in to sleep, turn on the T.V., deal the cards. This poem is built to withstand such things. Its feelings cannot be hurt. They exist somewhere in the poet, and I am far away. Pick it up anytime. Start it in the middle if you wish. It is as approachable as melodrama, and can offer you violence if it is violence you like. Look, there's a man on a sidewalk; the way his leg is quivering he'll never be the same again. This is your poem and I know you're busy at the office or the kids are into your last nerve. Maybe it's sex you've always wanted. Well, they lie together like the party's unbuttoned coats, slumped on the bed waiting for drunken arms to move them. I don't think you want me to go on; everyone has his expectations, but this is a poem for the entire family. Right now, Budweiser is dripping from a waterfall, deodorants are hissing into armpits of people you resemble, and the two lovers are dressing now, saying farewell. I don't know what music this poem can come up with, but clearly it's needed. For it's apparent they will never see each other again and we need music for this because there was never music when he or she left you standing on the corner. You see, I want this poem to be nicer than life. I want you to look at it when anxiety zigzags your stomach and the last tranquilizer is gone and you need someone to tell you I'll be here when you want me like the sound inside a shell. The poem is saying that to you now. But don't give anything for this poem. It doesn't expect much. It will never say more than listening can explain. Just keep it in your attache case or in your house. And if you're not asleep by now, or bored beyond sense, the poem wants you to laugh. Laugh at yourself, laugh at this poem, at all poetry. Come on:
Good. Now here's what poetry can do.
Imagine yourself a caterpillar. There's an awful shrug and, suddenly, You're beautiful for as long as you live.
Submitted by Jen
Stephen Dunn
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883
posted on
09/09/2007 12:45:29 PM PDT
by
Lady Jag
(The Constitution only gives people the right to pursue happiness. You have to catch it yourself.)
To: Soaring Feather
*sniff* May the muse be will you in whatever you do. (((((HUGS)))))
884
posted on
09/09/2007 12:47:18 PM PDT
by
Kathy in Alaska
(~ RIP Brian...heaven's gain...the Coast Guard lost a good one.~)
To: Soaring Feather
885
posted on
09/09/2007 12:48:01 PM PDT
by
Lady Jag
(The Constitution only gives people the right to pursue happiness. You have to catch it yourself.)
To: Lady Jag; All
To: Kathy in Alaska
My dearest, oldest FRFriend, our roads will always meet-
never shall I forget the fusion and bonding us together in a common cause,
the support of the greatest Military in the world.
Do not be sad, it's not the end,
but a dragonflies' flight to another land.
The gypsy in my soul has itchy feet, but a strong memory holding dear to those close and treasured friends. Always *HUGS* to Kathy in Alaska!
To: Soaring Feather
What I say to Ovid:
888
posted on
09/09/2007 1:34:28 PM PDT
by
Lady Jag
(The Constitution only gives people the right to pursue happiness. You have to catch it yourself.)
To: Lady Jag
To: Soaring Feather
890
posted on
09/09/2007 1:48:53 PM PDT
by
Lady Jag
(The Constitution only gives people the right to pursue happiness. You have to catch it yourself.)
To: Lady Jag; NY Attitude; MEG33; Kathy in Alaska
And Happy Cows will dance.
To: Soaring Feather
May your muse always soar!!
I understand your gypsy.
You taught me to “read poetry”. d:o)
Forever...*HUGS*
892
posted on
09/09/2007 1:55:34 PM PDT
by
Kathy in Alaska
(~ RIP Brian...heaven's gain...the Coast Guard lost a good one.~)
To: Soaring Feather; NY Attitude; MEG33; Kathy in Alaska
893
posted on
09/09/2007 2:01:08 PM PDT
by
Lady Jag
(The Constitution only gives people the right to pursue happiness. You have to catch it yourself.)
To: Lady Jag
Oh my goodness, this is adorable. Just a sweet as the little lady shopping owl, I love that one also.
To: Soaring Feather
895
posted on
09/09/2007 2:25:52 PM PDT
by
Lady Jag
(The Constitution only gives people the right to pursue happiness. You have to catch it yourself.)
To: MEG33
Now that I am at a real keyboard and not my phone, what a beautiful setting. I am sure that is Maine Lobster and Jumbo Shrimp. Of course this is a place setting for one very hungry person. What ever that could dream up would not compare to the visual that you presented. However:
Desert:
- Triple Layer Chocolate Cake with Dark Chocolate filling and icing and chocolate slivers of dark chocolate candy
- A double scoop of dark and rich Chocolate Gelato covered with Deep and Dark Chocolate Syrup
- Surrounding the base of the cake are Chocolate covered Strawberries
and of course the gallons of rich Columbian Coffee to wash it down.
896
posted on
09/09/2007 3:00:23 PM PDT
by
NY Attitude
(You are responsible for your safety until the arrival of Law Enforcement Officers!)
To: Soaring Feather
LOL. A lot younger and thinner Chef Tude. LOL
897
posted on
09/09/2007 3:01:37 PM PDT
by
NY Attitude
(You are responsible for your safety until the arrival of Law Enforcement Officers!)
To: Soaring Feather
My first....for you. *Hugs*
A Feather dances Inspired by the breeze On a backdrop of changing hues
As the Feather soars It appears to some Twas the Feather that was the muse
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To: Soaring Feather; Lady Jag; MEG33
...And I found in a far place, a place of big skies and big clouds, a reminder of things bright and true, of things friendly and warm, of things cozy and fun.
May you take all those things with you, yourself, to brighten your way, to lighten your load, as you have done so many times for others, where ever your own road may lead you.
Best Always, -SB
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899
posted on
09/09/2007 3:36:27 PM PDT
by
Seadog Bytes
(OPM - The Liberal 'solution' to every societal problem. (Other People's Money))
To: AZamericonnie
Awww, Connie, *HUGS*. Lovely, absolutely lovely. Thank You.
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