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The Dragon Flies'Lair~XXXXIII
Poets of The Lair
| October 07, 2007
| Soaring Feather
Posted on 10/07/2007 6:40:02 PM PDT by Soaring Feather
My Dragon Fly 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© 2002
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TOPICS: Chit/Chat; Hobbies; Humor; Poetry
KEYWORDS: dragonflieslair; dragons; glengaulway; poetry
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To: Soaring Feather
California is known as the land of “Fruits and Nuts”. California also has a lot of “5150s” out walking the street. I encounter them less now but when I worked downtown San Jose I used to encounter them very often.
821
posted on
10/25/2007 8:56:57 AM PDT
by
NY Attitude
(You are responsible for your safety until the arrival of Law Enforcement Officers!)
To: Soaring Feather; NY Attitude; MEG33; WayzataJOHNN; Seadog Bytes; Kathy in Alaska; LUV W; ...

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Little Birds are dining Warily and well, Hid in mossy cell: Hid, I say, by waiters Gorgeous in their gaiters - I've a Tale to tell.
Little Birds are feeding Justices with jam, Rich in frizzled ham: Rich, I say, in oysters Haunting shady cloisters - That is what I am.
Little Birds are teaching Tigresses to smile, Innocent of guile: Smile, I say, not smirkle - Mouth a semicircle, That's the proper style!
Little Birds are sleeping All among the pins, Where the loser wins: Where, I say, he sneezes When and how he pleases - So the Tale begins.
Little Birds are writing Interesting books, To be read by cooks: Read, I say, not roasted - Letterpress, when toasted, Loses its good looks.
Little Birds are playing Bagpipes on the shore, Where the tourists snore: "Thanks!" they cry. "'Tis thrilling! Take, oh take this shilling! Let us have no more!"
Little Birds are bathing Crocodiles in cream, Like a happy dream: Like, but not so lasting - Crocodiles, when fasting, Are not all they seem!
Little Birds are choking Baronets with bun, Taught to fire a gun: Taught, I say, to splinter Salmon in the winter - Merely for the fun.
Little Birds are hiding Crimes in carpet-bags, Blessed by happy stags: Blessed, I say, though beaten - Since our friends are eaten When the memory flags.
Little Birds are tasting Gratitude and gold, Pale with sudden cold: Pale, I say, and wrinkled - When the bells have tinkled, And the Tale is told.
Lewis Carroll
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822
posted on
10/25/2007 12:16:22 PM PDT
by
Lady Jag
(I dreamed I surfed all day in my monthly donor wonder bra - https://secure.freerepublic.com/donate)
To: Lady Jag
Absolutely delightful poem and graphic. Thank You.
To: Soaring Feather
The poem’s tempo captivated me. I was also surprised that Lewis Carroll wrote it.
824
posted on
10/25/2007 12:40:11 PM PDT
by
Lady Jag
(I dreamed I surfed all day in my monthly donor wonder bra - https://secure.freerepublic.com/donate)
To: Lady Jag
Yes, good tempo, swinging IMHO.
To: Soaring Feather
OK, who’s up for helping me with this 9 pound Hersey bar?
826
posted on
10/25/2007 7:35:25 PM PDT
by
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
To: WayzataJOHNN
LOL, I can’t eat that much candy!
To: Soaring Feather
A buddy sent me one and I can’t eat this much chocolate if I wanted!
828
posted on
10/25/2007 8:02:19 PM PDT
by
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
To: Soaring Feather
I know, I’ll take a bit to the folks I know here in the apartments, that ought to give every sweet tooth a chance to indulge!
829
posted on
10/25/2007 8:03:28 PM PDT
by
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
To: WayzataJOHNN
I know, Ill take a bit to the folks I know here in the apartments, that ought to give every sweet tooth a chance to indulge!
That's a good idea.
To: Soaring Feather
Strange the things a dentist will send to folks!
831
posted on
10/25/2007 8:07:16 PM PDT
by
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
To: WayzataJOHNN
Helps his business I guess. :0(
To: Soaring Feather
So whats up, you into mischief, or resting up to get into mischief???
833
posted on
10/25/2007 8:34:50 PM PDT
by
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
To: WayzataJOHNN
Getting ready to crash! My sleep pattern has gone crazy again.
To: All
Good night everyone.
To: Soaring Feather
Good night dear friend, sweet dreams (That likely explains THAT smile on your face!)
836
posted on
10/25/2007 8:55:47 PM PDT
by
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
To: WayzataJOHNN; NY Attitude; MEG33; Lady Jag; Lost Dutchman; tomkow6; Kathy in Alaska; ...
Good morning everyone.
To: All
Your Halloween Costume Should Be |
A Scary Bunny |
To: Soaring Feather
839
posted on
10/26/2007 8:10:27 AM PDT
by
tomkow6
(................BEWARE!!!.........the SAPP............)
To: tomkow6

How ya doing Baby Cakes?
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