~The Dragon Flies' Lair VII~

January 8, 2004 | bentfeather, poets of The Dragon Flies' 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 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©

[Soaring Feather]

DAMN!!!!!! Talk to you later too, so sorry Trike.

[Soaring Feather]

Now Fragile Heart

Now fragile heart

bruised and splintered

in tiny fragments...

My love once feared discovery

can bitterness hope for a purpose?

Was desire the plan

or an ocean within us

and soft as a sand pearl?

[SAMWolf]

Nice feather. Bring to mind "The Heart is a Lonely Hunter"

[Soaring Feather]

Thank You Sam. :-)

[Colonel_Flagg]

can bitterness hope for a purpose?

Wonderful, my friend. How come most of what you write smacks me between the eyes?

[Soaring Feather]

Click
All The Way with
Celine and Frank
Let's dance Colonel.

[Colonel_Flagg]

Now you're talking!

Please feel free to lead :)

[Soaring Feather]

Midnight blue
was that you
did our dance end well
shall we take a chance on love again
or shall we let it rest
and cool for another age
and in different colors we
will dance our dance
When the stars have burned out
and new planets sing
or shall we take wing and fly
just the two us, you and I
My Midnight blue??

[Colonel_Flagg]

Such a lovely hue
This midnight blue
Our dance ended very well
Yet my head still says, "No,
Please, don't suffer so,
Love, for you, has been hell."
But my heart knows the truth
That, though love is uncouth
The thrill of the dance is sublime
"Look into her eyes,
And you must realize,
Romance is the goal of your rhyme."

Stars grow cold
Planets spin into darkness
But it matters not
For she knows what I need
Is to simply feel needed
So, yes, I will join you
My midnight blue!

[Soaring Feather]

Midnight Blue

Click the Rose

*What do I have?

i was adrift
on your sea
i remember you
wanting to glide the surf
like a seagull
lost in the details of involvement
while I was looking
for your anchorage
ignoring on lookers
in their casual walk
all to familiar with the
residue of an audience
and of tides withdrawn
in secret coves
with sweet grass
forming a perfect blind
*What do I have?

feather ©
12/22/02

[Colonel_Flagg]

Ah, the sea!
So wonderfully blue
So deep, and mysterious
And even ... wet
Your eyes match the shade
Of deepest midnight blue
And as they meet mine
The waves, the swells rise
As your emotions
Pound at me like the surf
Pulling me slowly, slowly
Toward you, as an undertow
A secret cove
sweet grass
You are right
The blind is perfect
And there is no better place
To explore the rising tide

[Soaring Feather]

Ah, the sea!
So wonderfully blue
So deep, and mysterious

Those eyes of blue
cut from a glacier
old and cold
and melting
its lonely way to you
through ancient seas
and misty shoals
darkened caves
and hidden coves
inch by inch it creeps
toward me and the
freeness of the open sea
On a sea of love are we
floating on the kelp and weed
waters warm and comforting
a midnight blues rewarding...

Touche Colonel...:-)

[Colonel_Flagg]

old and cold
and melting
its lonely way to you

Cold to the touch
Warm to the heart
It moves slowly
But surely
And ever so steadily
It seeks the warmth
Knowing part of it will die
But hoping that the greater gain
Will help it live anew
My body dies but my heart
lives on
It loves whom it will
And the one I choose
Wears midnight blue

[Soaring Feather]

It loves whom it will
And the one I choose
Wears midnight blue

Click the graphic for Roberta Flack
The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face.

[Colonel_Flagg]

What a wonderful song that is :)

But I must get some sleep, with thanks for another fine dance. I have a big meeting early tomorrow and I'm turning into a pumpkin. Shall we dance again? It does my heart good!

[Soaring Feather]

Oh yes, Colonel we will dance again. I'm glad you liked the song. I love her music.

Sleep well and be well.
A broken heart will heal. :-)

G'nite my friend.

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning everyone!

[snippy_about_it]

I enjoyed reading your dance together from last night. You two are really good at this! Thank you.

[snippy_about_it]

Sorry to hear you have more misfortune Trike. Prayers offered.

[snippy_about_it]

Good morning feather.