The Dragonflies'Lair~Tread LII

Poets of The Lair | May 1, 2008 | 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©
2002

[Soaring Feather]

Got any good ideas for its new face?

[Soaring Feather]

Gorbasm II

Hi Bob, good poem, thanks.

[MEG33]

;o)

[Soaring Feather]

Gargoyle Poetry

“SONNET 55”
by William Shakespeare


Not marble, nor the gilded monuments
Of princes, shall outlive this powerful rhyme;
But you shall shine more bright in these contents
Than unswept stone, besmear’d with sluttish time.
When wasteful war shall statues overturn,
And broils root out the work of masonry,
Nor Mars his sword, nor war’s quick fire shall burn
The living record of your memory.
’Gainst death, and all oblivious enmity
Shall you pace forth; your praise shall still find room
Even in the eyes of all posterity
That wear this world out to the ending doom.
So, till the judgment that yourself arise,
You live in this, and dwell in lovers’ eyes.

[Lady Jag]

Little Pete came home from the playground with a bloody nose, black eye, and torn clothing.  It was obvious he’d been in a bad fight and lost.  While his father was patching him up, he asked his son what happened.

“Well, Dad,” said Pete, “I challenged Larry to a duel.  And, you know, I gave him his choice of weapons.”

“Uh-huh,” said the father, “that seems fair.”

“I know, but I never thought he’d choose his sister!”

[Lady Jag]

That is a lovely mold!

I need to break for a sandwich. BRB.

[tomkow6]

Doesn't MickyD's have that on their breakfast menus????

A McMold ?

[Lady Jag]

You go there, too?!

[tomkow6]

Oh, hum!.....MINE!!!

[tomkow6]

Oh, hum!.....MINE!!!

[Soaring Feather]

[SevenofNine]

Breaking news from ABC news wire look like Hillary won West Virgina primary at this time

[Soaring Feather]

Oh, boy this will fuel her furnace!

[Soaring Feather]

[tomkow6]

Good morning,

Ms Feather!

[tomkow6]

Afternoon, TT!

[tomkow6]

Good morning,

Fellow Lardites!!!

[tomkow6]

Today's FEEBLE

YOKE:

A first-grade teacher, Ms. Brooks, was having trouble with one of her students. The teacher asked, "Harry, what's your problem?"

Harry answered, "I'm too smart for the 1st grade. My sister is in the 3rd grade and I'm smarter than she is! I think I should be in the 3rd grade, too!"

Ms. Brooks had had enough. She took Harry to the principal's office.

While Harry waited in the outer officer, the teacher explained to the principal what the situation was. The principal told Ms. Brooks he would give the boy a test. If he failed to answer any of his questions, he was to go back to the 1st grade and behave. She agreed.

Harry was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he agreed to take the test.

Principal: "What is 3 x 3?"

Harry: "9."

Principal: "What is 6 x 6?"

Harry: "36."

And so it went with every question the principal thought a 3rd grader should know.

The principal looks at Ms. Brooks and tells her, "I think Harry can go to the 3rd grade."

Ms. Brooks says to the principal, "Let me ask him some questions."

The principal and Harry both agreed.

Ms. Brooks asks, "What does a cow have four of that I have only two of?"

Harry, after a moment: "Legs."

Ms. Brooks: "What is in your pants that you have, but I do not have?"

The principal wondered why would she ask such a question!

Harry replied: "Pockets."

Ms. Brooks: "What does a dog do that a man steps into?"

Harry: "Pants."

Ms. Brooks: "What starts with a 'C', ends with a 'T', is hairy, oval, delicious, and contains thin, whitish liquid?"

Harry: "Coconut."

The principal sat forward with his mouth hanging open.

Ms. Brooks: "What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft and sticky?"

The principal's eyes opened really wide and before he could stop the answer, Harry replied, "Bubble gum."

Ms. Brooks: "What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting down, and a dog does on three legs?"

Harry: "Shake hands."

The principal was trembling.

Ms. Brooks: "What word starts with an 'F' and ends in 'K' that means a lot of heat and excitement?"

Harry: "Firetruck."

The principal breathed a sigh of relief and told the teacher, "Put Harry in the fifth-grade, I got the last seven questions wrong...."

[tomkow6]

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FIRST PLACE CUBS 3

Padres 4 

 

NEXT GAME: 

TONIGHT

MAY 14 @ 7:05 PM CST
 Radio: WGN 720

  VS   

[Soaring Feather]

Happy Hump Day!