~The Dragon Flies Lair II~

bentfeather | poets

[snippy_about_it]

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 guides we would dip and we would glide through the heavens open wide and scatter diamonds in the night sky my Dragon Fly and I...

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©

[Conspiracy Guy]

Morning Sam. Morning Ralph.

[SAMWolf]

SHARDS



On guard one night
Beside a dug-in fifty,
Routine firing in the distance,
Tracers arcing on the horizon,
I witnessed in the snowy field
Beneath a gibbous moon
The wild dancing of rabbits.

Days of steady rain
Washed away the enshrouding snow,
And in the field and woods
December’s dead
Came up like wildflowers.

The dead German
Lay on his back
In the muddy ditch
One arm skyward
As though in supplication –
A jokester wire man
Had lain a phone line
Through the fingers
Of the reaching hand.

Entering the crosscut town,
Which on a whim the lumbering colonel
Had not let us shell,
We were greeted
By his corded dead.

Beside the road,
Where it had been caught
By a strafing fighter
Was a burned out German gasoline truck.
Thirty yards away
Burned lobster-red,
Lay two bodies.
I felt blessed
Not to have witnessed
Them fleeing
Aflame and screaming.

Gerald E. Swartz

[SAMWolf]

Morning Flurry.

Nice poem, thank your daughter for letting you share it with us.

[Conspiracy Guy]

She was checking her home email from work. I didn't think she'd see it til she got home. I told her I was sorry for making her cry at work. She said she loved me. She better always call me daddy, she knows that too!

[Soaring Feather]

Flurry,

What a beautiful tribute to your daughter and her husband.

Thank you so much for posting it in the Lair this morning.

New vows, new lives, new paths to walk.

How very much you love your daughter. She is blessed.

[Soaring Feather]

Shards.

My goodness, this poem made me see so clearly the horrible scenes war brings.
Often I write about shards the sharp pieces that stab and bite a memory reflected in ones mind.

I call my place The Attic, and from it comes Attic Rain filled with shards and shadows, haunting scenes from the past.

[SAMWolf]

This guy is good at describing the horrors seen during war.

[Conspiracy Guy]

Thank you. Being the father of the bride was one of the most if not the most bittersweet events of my life. Everyone said I did a great job at wedding and reception. It seemed surreal at the time to me.

[Soaring Feather]

Sam I keep getting dropped by the satellite.

Thanks much for the tunes and Breakfast.

[Soaring Feather]

The night empty and close,
being your friend,
flaunting cold night eyes,
until endless thoughts sleep
and saneness found...

bentfeather
a/k/a MLH
Copyright (c) 2003
All Rights Reserved

[snippy_about_it]

This was difficult to say the least, the poem and the picture.

[snippy_about_it]

Well now, that's an interesting mix of music today. You certainly give us variety at the Dragon Flies Lair, thanks.

[snippy_about_it]

saneness found...good poem.

[Soaring Feather]

Thanks snippy.

[Darksheare]

Midnight angel
take my hand
Moonlit soul
is a desperate man
Breathe my life
and be with me
Things to do
and things to see
Don't be afraid
I won't be far
I need your fire
to warm my heart
Be my love
and stay with me
Things to do
and things to see
Midnight angel
take my hand
Take me with you
I'll be your man

[snippy_about_it]

Darksheare, poetry that's not dark, great!

[Darksheare]

*head scratch*
Hmm..
Mustn't be in a gothic mood tonight.

[snippy_about_it]

i took a turn i shouldn't have. i went down the wrong road knowing i might lose my way but taking a chance.

along came my friend, stopped me before i got too far off course and pointed me back in the right direction.

everyone should strive to have one best friend,
i'd be lost without mine.


sai 10.03

[SAMWolf]

What a wonderful tribute poem to a friend. Great picture to go with it too.

[snippy_about_it]

Thank you, I'm so glad you like it.