~The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread~XXII

August 28, 2005 | bentfeather/The Poets of the 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 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©

[La Enchiladita]

Oops, I missed this post at first 'cuz I went straight for your hurricane poem, which is right on.

I've done a bit of reading on Yeats and have a well worn collection of his poems. His unrequited love for the beautiful Maud Gonne was legendary. I visited the (round) Yeats tower in the west of Ireland when I was there. Strange place to live, you have to love the damp...

[Soaring Feather]

Not to worry, just a couple of comments regarding Yeats.


I could not stand the damp, my body is racked with arthritis as it is.

[La Enchiladita]

Same here! Give me sun, give me warmth, give me Summer!!

[Soaring Feather]

I wonder if Pancakes will be late
if Spotsy fixed lumpy batter
Oh well, it matters not to me
I love waffles on a bumpy platter.

With syrup thick and sugary,
butter by the pound, and bacon crsip
and crumbly, and sauage lean and old.

Soptsy, I am so thankful for your job
flipping pancakes for the troops and crew
not to mention all the laughs Hope and Glory gets from you.

[HopeandGlory]

It's Wednesday already!
sure comes around fast,
will our darlin' Spotsy
beat the deadline at last?

Last week she arrived
lickety split,
on time for a change
and not in a snit

She threw us a curve tho'
had waffles, not pancakes.
but, whatever she serves,
The Canteen greedily partakes of.

rim 8/30/05

LOL!!! . . .I see you've been laying in wait for Miss Spotsybelle . . . just like me. GMTA . . . ;-)

[Soaring Feather]

Spotsy makes good Pancakes
and Waffles it's true
we have fun with Spotsy
yes, it is a rule.

A good humoured lass
not spilling the batter
her griddle is hot
her pancakes don't spatter.

She serves them up with a smile
and a grin... and hopes that the
poets won't make fun of them.


LOL

[HopeandGlory]

It's so much fun
to tease,our gracious
Spotsybelle,
she could've turned out,
to be the Hostess from Hell.

So, I'm thankful that she's
such a good sport,
not like someone else
we could mention,
who, ended up in jail . . . ;-)

rim 8/30/05

[Soaring Feather]

A jail for pancake poets is there
oh no, now there goes my hair
standing on edge, while I'm
trembling in with fear
that the pancakes cops
will soon appear!

LOL

[HopeandGlory]

Our Spotsy's an angel
with syrup she's dripping,
you won't catch her,
inside trader stripping.

So fear not, our Spotsy
will stay out of jail,
she's too valuable to us
ladleing syrup, out of her pail.

rim 8/30/05

[HopeandGlory]

Oh Spotsy . . . .you'd better get here soon and defend yourself . . . LOL!!!

[Soaring Feather]

Let's hope Spotsy soon will appear
this topic is running out of gear.

My mind is sticky from the syrup
my blood is clogged from the bacon grease
some where here, it has to end
cause this poet has to save face.

[Soaring Feather]

WOO HOO #50!!! Hope and Glory!!

[HopeandGlory]

My mind is sticky from the syrup

It's everywhere . . . it's everywhere . . .LOL!!!

[HopeandGlory]

You'd better get here soon Miss Spotsybelle . . . we're throwing in the towel.

UNCLE . . .UNCLE!!!

[Spotsy]

But, but, I want to be just like my idol Martha Stewart.
Send me to jail! LOL!

Thank you ladies for the poetry. ((HUGS))

[Colonel_Flagg]

Sugar, sugar, everywhere
It's on the walls, it's in the air.
And all because my feet did slip
To loose my pancakes from my grip.

[HopeandGlory]

You're welcome Sweetpea . . .we're glad you're such a good sport . . . sorry your mousie's having problems.

[Soaring Feather]

HUGS

:)

[HopeandGlory]

The Colonel's pancakes in the air,
his feet did slip
so, I'll grab my share . . .;-)

[Soaring Feather]

LOL good one!!