The Dragonflies'Lair~Thread XLIV

November 03, 2007 | Soaring Feather/Poets of The Lair

[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

[Soaring Feather]

Hi beautiful, sorry you’re not up to snuff -as it were.

Nice warm day for you, it’s chilly here. Some of my storm windows are steamed over- heat leaking out.

Do you have some tea, Meg, maybe a nice hot cup would clean out the sinuses.

[MEG33]

Thank you, Soaring Feather, I have been drinking strong tea with lemon..I am finally having coffee...Cough, snuffle.. I need bird seed soon..I have plenty of food..Friday is going to be in the 70s and I think I'll go resupply then.

The house finches have returned after a bit of absence..I think birdwatching is all I want to do today!The sun peeks out enough to lift my spirits.

Grumble, grumble.

[Knitting A Conundrum]

Hello, folks!

Been writing prose fluff the last few days and satires that are far too specific to post here...but I’m alive and kicking...and want to say hi!

[Lady Jag]

The Boy Wonders

A little boy walks home from the park. after a long day of play when he looks up at the sky and watches the clouds go by, He wondered what lies behind the clouds and past the sky? Maybe there are other things somewhere out there looking up at the sky and wondering the same things As he walked home from the park. after a long day of play he looked at a bug crawling in the grass and wondered How does the world look to the bug? What is it thinking right now? He thought it might be thinking of how many big creatures there were and what life would be for it if it were as big as the wierd creatures it saw As he walked home from the park. after a long day of play He looked at a bird and wondered What does that bird feel when it is flying so high in the air? How does it see the world around it? Then he imagined himself being able to fly high, being able to see so much. As he walked home from the park. After a long day of play He looked at a snail and wondered Why does that snail move so slow? And why it has to carry it's home on it's back? He imagined how life would life would be for him if he went as the snail He would be late for everything and he imagined how it would feel to have to carry his house with him every where. when he got home he told his parents all of the things he had been thinking about then he had dinner and he and his parents went to bed But while his parents lay there in bed they to began to wonder.

[Lady Jag]

Fun poem!

[Lady Jag]

[Soaring Feather]

Hi Meg!
A Cardinal for you to watch!
You bring so much beauty in The Lair
a turn about is only fair!
Hope you are feeling better.

[MEG33]

O MY Goodness! This is gorgeous! (((HUGS)))

[Soaring Feather]

Hi back, Knitting -keep on writing. ;0)

[Soaring Feather]

Wanted to do something very special for you!! Glad you like it. *HUGS*

[Soaring Feather]

Thanks Lady, how you doing today?? Class go well last night??

*HUGS*

[Soaring Feather]

The Boy Wonders


Wonderful poem, what would our lives be without imagination??





We imagine, horses in the sky
wonder how they do that
as they go floating by
over the horizon high


We imagine angels up there
surfing along with glee
and wonder to our selves
I wish it was me.


All sorts of animals we see
taking up fluffy forms
to suddenly do a change about
and become something without arms.


SF

[Lady Jag]

Imagination's not a stretch
when you practice enough

[Lady Jag]

Actually class is out till January 8 to give everyone a chance to enjoy the holidays.

[Lady Jag]

Beautiful picture, MEG! Gorgeous and stunning as usual.

[MEG33]

I’m in wonder at a child’s imagination.

[MEG33]

;o)

[MEG33]

It made me feel special indeed.

[Lady Jag]

You should dig yours out. It’s still there.

[MEG33]

I am sure it is!