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~The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XIX~
March 24, 2005 | ~bentfeather ~ Poets of The Lair~

Posted on 03/24/2005 8:35:29 PM PST by 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©




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~The Dragon Flies' Lair was first posted August 27, 2003 ~

~A place to write a few lines of poetry or prose.~

~ Links to all threads.~

The Dragon Flies' Lair ~ Thread I
The Dragon Flies' Lair ~ Thread II
The Dragon Flies' Lair ~ Thread III
The Dragon Flies' Lair ~ Thread IV
The Dragon Flies' Lair ~ Thread V
The Dragon Flies' Lair ~ Thread VI
The Dragon Flies' Lair ~ Thread VII
The Dragon Flies' Lair ~ Thread VIII
The Dragon Flies' Lair ~ Thread IX
The Dragon Flies' Lair ~ Thread X
The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XI
The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XII
The Dragon Flies' Lair ~ Thread XIII
The Dragon Flies' Lair ~ Thread XIV
~The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XV~
~The Dragon Flies'Lair~Thread XVI~
~The Dragon Flies'Lair~Thread XVII~
~The Dragon Flies'Lair~Thread XVIII


1 posted on 03/24/2005 8:35:33 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: SAMWolf; snippy_about_it; Colonel_Flagg; Old Sarge; international american; uncleshag; ...

~New Thread Ping~

2 posted on 03/24/2005 8:43:49 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: bentfeather

Good evening, Ms. Feather...MUD


3 posted on 03/24/2005 8:47:10 PM PST by Mudboy Slim (The Culture War shall be won by the RightWingers who choose to fight it!!)
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To: Mudboy Slim

Good evening, Mud, thanks for stopping in.


4 posted on 03/24/2005 8:50:13 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: bentfeather

I'll be back later...with a song...MUD


5 posted on 03/24/2005 9:03:48 PM PST by Mudboy Slim (The Culture War shall be won by the RightWingers who choose to fight it!!)
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To: MS.BEHAVIN

Here ya go!!


6 posted on 03/24/2005 9:06:22 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: bentfeather; MS.BEHAVIN; Landru; Common Tator; Constitution Day

"More Than $2 Trillion!!"
(To be sung to Boston's "More Than a Feeling")

The LeftWing's in mourning 'cuz SlickWillie's gone...
RATS have no future...with Jean Kerry!!
Right votes fer Strength, not like Spain Done Wrong...
Still, our liberties are stripped away-ay-ay-ay!!

The RightWing needs FReepin'...(more than $2 Trillion!!)
When we hear Big Guv'ment's been holdin' sway (more than $2 Trillion!!)
RightWing needs FReepers (almost $3 Trillion!!)
'Til we see Big Guv'ment melt away...
We'll see our Liberties fadin' away!!

So many FReepers have come and gone...
Their mem'ry fades as the years go by.
Yet I still recall list'nin' ta Limbaugh...
Each year when we vote, Fed budget's too hi-i-igh!!

The RightWing needs FReepin'...(more than $2 Trillion!!)
Folks, I've heard Dem ol' excuses still today (more than $2 Trillion!!)
RightWing needs FReepin' (almost $3 Trillion!!)
'Til we see Big Guv'ment melt away...
High time that Conservatives win the day!!

(Guitar jammin' interlude)

When I'm tired and feelin' old...
I think about Reagan, who saved the day!!
And dream of the men who used to know...
If we close our eyes, FReedom'll slip away!!
DemRATS must pay!! Right must hold sway!!

The LeftWing is reelin'!! (more than $2 Trillion!!)
Folks, we've heard RAT's ol' songs they always play... (more than $2 Trillion!!)
The RightWing needs FReepin'...(almost $3 Trillion!!)
'Till we see KerryMan slink away...
We Shan't Let Slick Willie Git Away !!

Black XXV FReegards...MUD (03/17/2004)


7 posted on 03/24/2005 9:49:25 PM PST by Mudboy Slim (The Culture War shall be won by the RightWingers who choose to fight it!!)
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To: Mudboy Slim
The question to ask the Democrats is:
Do you think it will he harder to come up with the 2 trillion for Social Security than it was the 5 trillion we have wasted on the failed war on poverty?
8 posted on 03/25/2005 1:58:14 AM PST by Common Tator
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Little bird, little bird
break free from your cage.
Cry not in despair
or scream out in rage.
But little bird, oh little bird
spread your wings, take flight
& free yourself from forever night.


9 posted on 03/25/2005 4:44:02 AM PST by Darkchylde (The Crazed Unknown Hermit)
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To: Common Tator
"Do you think it will he harder to come up with the 2 trillion for Social Security than it was the 5 trillion we have wasted on the failed war on poverty?"

That 2 Trillion number is bogus, sir...all that is really happening is that 2 Trillion less will be siphoned off by the Federal Guv'ment...the Two Trillion does not disappear, it is simply transferred to We the People!!

FReegards...MUD

10 posted on 03/25/2005 5:30:17 AM PST by Mudboy Slim (The Culture War shall be won by the RightWingers who choose to fight it!!)
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To: bentfeather; snippy_about_it; Flurry; Darksheare; Darkchylde; Trikebuilder; radu; Colonel_Flagg; ...
Good Morning Everybody.

You Know The Drill
Click the pics
Banjoes

Lights Parade Entertain

Coffee & Donuts

11 posted on 03/25/2005 6:37:44 AM PST by SAMWolf (Liberal Rule #9 - Can't refute the message? Attack the messenger!)
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To: bentfeather; snippy_about_it; Flurry; Darksheare; Darkchylde; Trikebuilder; radu; Colonel_Flagg; ...
Do You Fear the Wind?



Do you fear the force of the wind,
The slash of the rain?
Go face them and fight them,
Be savage again.
Go hungry and cold like the wolf
Go wade like the crane.
The palms of your hands will thicken.
The skin of your cheek will tan.
You'll grow ragged and weary and swarthy.
But you'll walk like a man!

Hamlin Garland

12 posted on 03/25/2005 6:38:13 AM PST by SAMWolf (Liberal Rule #9 - Can't refute the message? Attack the messenger!)
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To: Mudboy Slim

Morning Mud.

Thanks for the song. A whole lot of our money gets spent doesn't it?


13 posted on 03/25/2005 7:15:20 AM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: Darkchylde

Hello Darkchylde!


Love the little poem. Thanks so much.


14 posted on 03/25/2005 7:16:25 AM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: bentfeather
Yep...it's absolutely disgusting to see how outta control our Federal Budget has gotten over the years. You could cut it in half and nobody'd know the difference except the BureaukRATS!!

FReegards...MUD

15 posted on 03/25/2005 7:20:26 AM PST by Mudboy Slim (The Culture War shall be won by the RightWingers who choose to fight it!!)
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To: SAMWolf

Morning Sam,


Nice seeing the Duke in the Lair.

Old time favorite tunes this morning.

Thanks and have a great day.


16 posted on 03/25/2005 7:20:27 AM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: SouthernHawk

Ollie was stopped by a game warden in Northern Wisconsin recently leaving a lake well known for its Walleye. He had tw buckets of fish.

As it was during the spawning season, the game warden asked, " Do you have a license to catch those fish?" Ole replied, "No, sir! Dese here are my pet fish."
"Pet fish?" the warden replied.

"Ya sure, you betcha." answered Ollie. "Every night I take dese fish here down to da lake and let dem svim around for a while. Den I vhistle and dey yump back into deir buckets and I take dem home."

"That's a bunch of hooey. Fish can't do that," said the game warden.

Ollie looked at the game warden with an expression of great hurt, and then said, "Yumpin Yimminy! Vell den, I'll yust show you den. It really does vork, don'tcha know?"

"O.K. I've got to see this!" The game warden was really curious now. So Ole poured the fish into the lake and stood waiting. After several minutes, the game warden turned to Ollie and said, "Well?"
"Vell what?" responded Ollie.
"When are you going to call them back?"
"Call who back?" asked Ollie.
"The fish!"
"What fish?"




17 posted on 03/25/2005 7:44:17 AM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: bentfeather

If Mercy Seasoned Justice

Tell me of your heroes
Modern Man, godless athiest.
You've shown your vice in hate and pride,
But now, complete the list.
I've never met or known you,
But I've seen you many times,
Veneered by euphemism, a thinly veiled disguise,
Where legal plattitudes vacate humanity
Where mercy never seasons justice,
And writ is all you see.
Where innocents deserves nothing more
Than words of law perceived
By those who vest their life and times,
Invalid by decree.
For life is more than statute
It is given and is free.
Will mercy season justice?
Is this justice liberty?

Jeffrey D.Russell
copyright March 24,2005

18 posted on 03/25/2005 8:06:01 AM PST by Texas Songwriter (.)
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To: bentfeather

LOL!!!! And to think that I never cared for fishing! LOL!!!

Happy Easter Bentfeather!


19 posted on 03/25/2005 9:05:29 AM PST by SouthernHawk
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To: SouthernHawk

Happy Easter to you and family.


20 posted on 03/25/2005 9:08:17 AM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: Texas Songwriter

This is a very powerful and poignant poem.

Thank You.


21 posted on 03/25/2005 9:12:06 AM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: Texas Songwriter

ping for great poem.


22 posted on 03/25/2005 11:08:00 AM PST by ColoCdn (Neco eos omnes, Deus suos agnoset)
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To: All

HOPE YOU ENJOY --AND UNDERSTAND US OLD FOLK A BIT BETTER

The other day a young person asked me how I felt about being old. I was taken aback, for I do not think of myself as old. Upon seeing my reaction, she was immediately embarrassed, but I explained that it was an interesting question, and I would ponder it, and let her know.

Old age, I decided, is a gift. I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the person I have always wanted to be. Oh, not my body! I sometime despair over my body, the wrinkles, the baggy eyes, the jiggly thighs, and the sagging butt. And often I am taken aback by that old person that lives in my mirror, but I don't agonize over those things for long.

I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to overeat, to be messy, to be extravagant. I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.

Whose business is it if I choose to read until 4 a.m. and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 50's, and if I at the same time wish to weep over a lost love, I will. I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging midriff, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the bikini set. They, too, will get old.

I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten - and I eventually remember the important things. Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when a beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect. I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turn gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver. I can say "no", and mean it. I can say "yes", and mean it. As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong.

So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be.

And I shall eat dessert every single day!


23 posted on 03/25/2005 12:32:57 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: Admin Moderator
Admin Mod: bentfeather messed up the Roman Numeral at the top of the page.

Would you please correct this error?? Should read...XIX.

Sorry about that and thank you very much. bentfeather

24 posted on 03/25/2005 5:21:02 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: Colonel_Flagg; All

"My Heart Is Heavy"

by Sarah Teasdale

My heart is heavy with many a song
Like ripe fruit bearing down the tree,
But I can never give you one --
My songs do not belong to me.

Yet in the evening, in the dusk
When moths go to and fro,
In the gray hour if the fruit has fallen,
Take it, no one will know.


25 posted on 03/25/2005 6:06:59 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: All

"Oh Day of Fire and Sun"
by Sarah Teasdale

Oh day of fire and sun,
Pure as a naked flame,
Blue sea, blue sky and dun
Sands where he spoke my name;

Laughter and hearts so high
That the spirit flew off free,
Lifting into the sky
Diving into the sea;

Oh day of fire and sun
Like a crystal burning,
Slow days go one by one,
But you have no returning.


26 posted on 03/25/2005 6:11:18 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: All

A Deep-Sworn Vow
by William Butler Yeats

OTHERS because you did not keep
That deep-sworn vow have been friends of mine;
Yet always when I look death in the face,
When I clamber to the heights of sleep,
Or when I grow excited with wine,
Suddenly I meet your face.


27 posted on 03/25/2005 6:15:12 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: All

After Long Silence
by William Butler Yeats

Speech after long silence; it is right,
All other lovers being estranged or dead,
Unfriendly lamplight hid under its shade,
The curtains drawn upon unfriendly night,
That we descant and yet again descant
Upon the supreme theme of Art and Song:
Bodily decrepitude is wisdom; young
We loved each other and were ignorant.


28 posted on 03/25/2005 6:17:19 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: bentfeather; SAMWolf; snippy_about_it; Colonel_Flagg; Darksheare; NicknamedBob; Darkchylde; ...

I sit beneath the moon's globe,
beneath the pines, beneath the stars,
laptop in my lap, but silence in my heart.

I look again, and it's not pine,
but palm trees overhead!

It's not Coke in my glass,
but Colada!

Those aren't tanks, and generators,
but rather sailboats and seagulls!

But even with all this,
The moon - She's still the same.

(c)03-25-05 by JSR

29 posted on 03/25/2005 7:14:08 PM PST by Old Sarge (In for a penny, in for a pound, saddlin' up and Baghdad-bound!)
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To: bentfeather
Hello Ms.Bentfeather,

I have been meaning to send to your website this point. It is my favorite poem of them all. It seems I need to put it there for others to see.

The Fool's Prayer

The royal feast was done;the King
Sought some new sport to banish care,
And to his jester cried:"Sir Fool,
Kneel now, and make for us a prayer!"

The jester doffed his cap and bells,
And stood the mocking court before;
They could not see the bitter smile
Behind the painted grin he wore.

He bowed his head and bent his knee
Upon the monarch's silken stool;
His pleading voice arose; "O Lord,
Be merciful to me, a fool!"

"No pity, Lord, could change the heart
From red with wrong to white as wool;
The rod must heal the sin; but Lord
Be merciful to me a fool".

"Tis not by guilt the onward sweep
Of truth and right, O Lord, we stay;
'Tis by our follies that so long
We hold the earth from heaven away".

"These clumsy feet, still in the mire,
Go crushing blossoms without end;
These hard, well-meaning hands we thrust
Among the heart-strings of a friend".

"The ill-timed truth we might have kept-
Who knows how sharp it pierced and stung?
The word we had not sense to say-
Who know how grandly it had rung?"

"Our faults not tenderness should ask,
The chastening stripes must cleanse them all;
But for our blunders-oh, in shame
Before the eyes of Heaven we fall".

"Earth bears no balsam for mistakes;
Men crown the knave, and scourge the tool
That did his will;but Thou, O Lord,
Be merciful to me a fool!"

The room was hushed; in silence rose
The King, and sought his gardens cool,
And walked apart, and murmured low,
"Be merciful to me, a fool!"


Edward R. Sill
April 29,1841-February 27,1887

30 posted on 03/25/2005 7:14:45 PM PST by Texas Songwriter (.)
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To: Old Sarge
Oh boy, Sarge you wanna make me cry.

I sit beneath the moon's globe,
beneath the pines, beneath the stars,
laptop in my lap, but silence in my heart.


And alone again I sit
under a moon so full
with empty arms and silence
as my tool

A song to sing- a soul to move
with words carefully picked
from dictionaries full and thick
the right word I must choose

to weave a spell or pull a trick
as a jester in the court of fools
to weave the gossamer so thick
a silken mat of prose
of weeping hearts,
and silver dreams,
but still a lonely fool

bentfeather
03.25.05

31 posted on 03/25/2005 7:36:58 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: bentfeather

Good evening, Miss Feather!

Teasdale is incomparable. Happy Easter to you and yours. :)


32 posted on 03/25/2005 7:38:12 PM PST by Colonel_Flagg (I'm entitled to ... bite off your left ear.)
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To: Texas Songwriter

Thank You for sharing this poem. I have not seen it until now. So powerful.


33 posted on 03/25/2005 7:38:26 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: Colonel_Flagg

Good evening Colonel. Thank you for the Easter wishes. The same to you and yours.

Since you gave us Sarah I often read her.


34 posted on 03/25/2005 7:40:57 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: bentfeather

I have the feeling I'm going to be reading quite a bit of Teasdale in the upcoming days. Thank you for the wonderful reminder of my Lair roots :)


35 posted on 03/25/2005 7:44:30 PM PST by Colonel_Flagg (1-nil to Sam's Army.)
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To: Colonel_Flagg

When are we going to read a Colonel original again??

Sara is wonderful, but so are you!! :-)


36 posted on 03/25/2005 7:46:42 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: bentfeather; SAMWolf; snippy_about_it; Colonel_Flagg; Darksheare; NicknamedBob; Darkchylde; ...

No need to be this way,
for it's only the mask of the day,
for under starlight and gentle moon's ray,
the troubles leave us together.

You speak of weaving,
and not of leaving
cares behind you - rather
making it part of the mesh,
the cares and the cloth together.

Join me on the terrace,
smell the suckle on the trellis,
and gaze up at that moon,
and join my eyes there, yours and mine,
together.

(c) 03-25-05 by JSR


37 posted on 03/25/2005 7:48:01 PM PST by Old Sarge (In for a penny, in for a pound, saddlin' up and Baghdad-bound!)
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To: bentfeather

Well, aren't you nice .. let me see what I can do. :)


38 posted on 03/25/2005 7:50:24 PM PST by Colonel_Flagg (1-nil to Sam's Army.)
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To: Old Sarge
a sparkling beam
a lone shaft of light
bearing down on two
people of the night
cast in embrace
shelter permanent hold
like precious metals
a thing to behold


39 posted on 03/25/2005 7:57:56 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: bentfeather
On such a night,
mists creep around us,
shivering and shimmering
comes the moonlight
touching eyes, making
sparkles in the depths<

How good it is
to reach and touch
gentle caress in moonlight
beams around our feet
no music needed
but our selves.

40 posted on 03/25/2005 8:02:19 PM PST by Old Sarge (In for a penny, in for a pound, saddlin' up and Baghdad-bound!)
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To: Old Sarge

The bayou misty and cold
holds secrets from centuries old
covered in mould

The dance of moonlight across the bay
and sounds of the night
surrounds the two
walking hand in hand
lost in their time

The swells wafting up
from the depts so still
the spell to be broken
by a soft quiet voice
be my one and only choice
this night and
on this green earth
you are the worth of all
my dreams
let no one wonder
this night nay not one
'tis now and forever
we two are one.

bentfeather

41 posted on 03/25/2005 8:20:00 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: Kathy in Alaska

Post 41


42 posted on 03/25/2005 8:27:15 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: Old Sarge

Sarge, that's fabulous. :)


43 posted on 03/25/2005 8:33:15 PM PST by Colonel_Flagg (1-nil to Sam's Army.)
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To: Old Sarge

Thank you for the poems, Old Sarge. :-)


44 posted on 03/25/2005 8:41:49 PM PST by tuliptree76
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To: bentfeather; All
Good evening Miss Feather . . . another Japanese poet again tonight . . . Basho is one of my favorites.


how many many things
they call to mind
these cherry blossoms

Basho


Good night everyone.


45 posted on 03/25/2005 8:44:56 PM PST by HopeandGlory (Hey, Liberals . . . PC died on 9/11 . . . GET USED TO IT!!!)
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To: bentfeather

The quiet man sits silent by the window
His eye will ruthlessly see all around
And even though he wishes otherwise
This world cannot escape his sightless gaze.

He sees bare lies, dark motives seen as plain
Stark coldness of the world remains in view
Saddened now, he tries to look away
He knows that life must offer more than this.

Downtrodden heart, from where does hope arise?
To victory we know we all are born
But broken eyes and broken hearts agree
The road is long and never seems to end

He pays the check and wraps against the cold
But smiles despite the long and longer odds
To fight the fight is what will lead to triumph
A power even ruthless eyes will see.

3/25/05


46 posted on 03/25/2005 8:48:31 PM PST by Colonel_Flagg
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To: HopeandGlory

Lovely absolutely lovely, both the graphic and the Haiku.

Thanks so much HopeandGlory.


47 posted on 03/25/2005 9:00:46 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: Colonel_Flagg

Oh Colonel.

The quiet eyes ever see
the ruthless cruelty dealt
to the sea
of love and kindness
ever to be
the quiet eyes
that I see.


48 posted on 03/25/2005 9:06:25 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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To: bentfeather

Fabulous, Miss Feather. My heart has been pretty heavy of late but finding my muse seems to help a bit :)


49 posted on 03/25/2005 9:21:05 PM PST by Colonel_Flagg (1-nil to Sam's Army.)
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To: Colonel_Flagg

Writing is a good way to get things out
to the light of day where we can see
the snags and traps that stumble us
in the day.

A heavy heart a burden cold
carries harder when you're old
and sometimes when we're young
they be building blocks for a poets tree.


50 posted on 03/25/2005 9:30:31 PM PST by Soaring Feather
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