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The Dragonflies'Lair~Thread LIV
The Poets of The Lair
| July 1, 2008
| Soaring Feather
Posted on 07/01/2008 3:19:08 PM PDT by 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
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TOPICS: Hobbies; Miscellaneous; Music/Entertainment; Poetry
KEYWORDS: dragonflies; haiku; music; poetry
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To: Soaring Feather
1,081
posted on
07/18/2008 8:19:54 AM PDT
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tomkow6
(...............CHANGE We Can Believe............My "VOICES"!....)
To: tomkow6
1,082
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07/18/2008 8:21:12 AM PDT
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tomkow6
(...............CHANGE We Can Believe............My "VOICES"!....)
To: tomkow6
1,083
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07/18/2008 8:22:14 AM PDT
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tomkow6
(...............CHANGE We Can Believe............My "VOICES"!....)
To: tomkow6
1,084
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07/18/2008 8:23:46 AM PDT
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tomkow6
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To: tomkow6
Dang, if I was a drinking woman I would have a shot of Whiskey about now, danged computer issues.
1,085
posted on
07/18/2008 8:44:14 AM PDT
by
Soaring Feather
(I soar- 'cause I can...Tomkow, let me out of the birdcage.)
To: Soaring Feather
1,086
posted on
07/18/2008 8:53:58 AM PDT
by
tomkow6
(...............CHANGE We Can Believe............My "VOICES"!....)
To: tomkow6
1,087
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07/18/2008 8:54:51 AM PDT
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tomkow6
(...............CHANGE We Can Believe............My "VOICES"!....)
To: tomkow6
1,088
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07/18/2008 8:55:42 AM PDT
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tomkow6
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To: tomkow6
1,089
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07/18/2008 8:56:39 AM PDT
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tomkow6
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To: tomkow6
1,090
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07/18/2008 8:57:38 AM PDT
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tomkow6
(...............CHANGE We Can Believe............My "VOICES"!....)
To: tomkow6
1,091
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07/18/2008 8:58:32 AM PDT
by
tomkow6
(...............CHANGE We Can Believe............My "VOICES"!....)
To: tomkow6; Soaring Feather; Lady Jag; All
Wow, you guys are JAMMIN' today!!
Thanks for the great sounds!
Happy Friday, Everyone!
1,092
posted on
07/18/2008 9:08:08 AM PDT
by
yorkie
( Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass....It's about learning to dance in the rain.)
To: yorkie
1,093
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07/18/2008 9:10:11 AM PDT
by
Soaring Feather
(I soar- 'cause I can...Tomkow, let me out of the birdcage.)
To: yorkie
1,094
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07/18/2008 9:15:59 AM PDT
by
tomkow6
(...............CHANGE We Can Believe............My "VOICES"!....)
To: tomkow6
1,095
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07/18/2008 9:17:34 AM PDT
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tomkow6
(...............CHANGE We Can Believe............My "VOICES"!....)
To: tomkow6
1,096
posted on
07/18/2008 9:19:03 AM PDT
by
tomkow6
(...............CHANGE We Can Believe............My "VOICES"!....)
To: Soaring Feather
Here’s one for ya this morning:
To Z (he’s a friend I’m trying to encourage to write)
The poet pauses,
eyes growing distant with thought,
chasing the right word.
How sound becomes shape,
words, images of power,
melodic motion.
Pause long - it is gone
on gossamer wings of flight
unless you write it
And a response to a discussion about the poem:
Kotodama: Word Power
Ah, Kotodama,
sound shaping dreamscape
playing in mind’s ear!
(Kotodama is Japanese for a type of word magic. Here, it’s being used as a symbol for poetic power.
Once upon a time, in Ireland, poets were revered as powerful beings whose poems could hurt or heal. One master once was invited to a house where there was an infestation of rats. He started to speak a satire, and recited this line:
Rats have sharp snouts....
And before he could get to the next line, a dozen rats died.)
1,097
posted on
07/18/2008 9:25:04 AM PDT
by
Knitting A Conundrum
(Act Justly, Love Mercy, and Walk Humbly With God Micah 6:8)
To: tomkow6
1,098
posted on
07/18/2008 9:36:04 AM PDT
by
tomkow6
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To: tomkow6
1,099
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07/18/2008 9:36:59 AM PDT
by
tomkow6
(...............CHANGE We Can Believe............My "VOICES"!....)
To: tomkow6
1,100
posted on
07/18/2008 9:37:58 AM PDT
by
tomkow6
(...............CHANGE We Can Believe............My "VOICES"!....)
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