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~The Dragonflies'Lair~Poetry Thread XXIII
October 18, 2005 | bentfeather/The Poets of the Lair

Posted on 10/17/2005 9:03:55 PM PDT 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©




~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.~

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The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XIV
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The Dragon Flies'Lair~Thread XVI
The Dragon Flies'Lair~Thread XVII
The Dragon Flies'Lair~Thread XVIII
The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XIX

The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XX

The Dragon Flies' Lair~Thread XXI
The Dragon Flies'Lair~Thread XXII





TOPICS: Poetry
KEYWORDS: classicpoetry; dragonflies; dragonflieslair; haiku; humor; lair; originalpoetry; prose; songlyrics
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To: All

Chronis (Father Time)

Mist kissed waters,
flow to a distant sea,
on the river of life.

Time touches all with age,
and mountains crumble,
as kings and pawns fall.

Be humble in the presence,
and bow to time,
accepting of your fate


Happy New Year One and ALL


851 posted on 12/31/2005 4:19:12 PM PST by WayzataJOHNN (That little old thermostat cranker!)
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To: All

Chronis (Father Time)

Mist kissed waters,
flow to a distant sea,
on the river of life.

Time touches all with age,
and mountains crumble,
as kings and pawns fall.

Be humble in the presence,
and bow to time,
accepting of your fate


Happy New Year One and ALL


852 posted on 12/31/2005 4:23:44 PM PST by WayzataJOHNN (A personal friend of Father Time, (we went to Kindergarden together.))
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To: WayzataJOHNN

Whoa, my computer is getting cut off! Its starting to hiccup!


853 posted on 12/31/2005 4:26:47 PM PST by WayzataJOHNN (A personal friend of Father Time, (we went to Kindergarden together.))
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To: WayzataJOHNN

Happy New Year to you!!! WOW I did not think I would see you.

WOO HOO!!!

Love the poem!!


854 posted on 12/31/2005 4:32:37 PM PST by Soaring Feather (January 1, 2006)
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To: bentfeather; WayzataJOHNN; Old Sarge; Knitting A Conundrum
Rosemary and thyme
fragrant,aromatic herbs
so divine


bf

fragrant scents that please
romancers of the senses
flower and herb nosegays

hope


855 posted on 12/31/2005 5:02:52 PM PST by HopeandGlory (Hey, Liberals . . . PC died on 9/11 . . . GET USED TO IT!!!)
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To: bentfeather

Well, just to make sure the Lair is warm tonight to make the celebrating even more fun.


Woman

The wind is soft tonight,
caressing her face as gentle as a lover’s hand,
and she sighs softer still and shivers,
as it molds her chemise like a second skin.

She dances to the music only she can hear,
and the melody is her heartbeat unchained,
running free across the plains of her passion,
and falling into tumbling emotions, rapids of the soul.

Her smile is warm and hints at the fires within,
and she is filled with needs that seek to escape,
to find a matching echo, and burn as fierce as a falling star,
in the heart of another where she may find her center.

Moving like a dream, she flows from moment to moment,
building her self for that moment at last of release,
the final surrender to her needs, and her goal this night,
seeking only the end to the fire and the coming of peace.

Her arms move to the music, seeking the one to enclose and embrace,
the one to set the stage and bring the final curtain down,
ending this almost savage need, this aching pleasure she must endure,
teasing her senses until they make her shake with expectations.

Universes collide and stars explode, leaving soul scars to heal slow,
burns she reaches for, and welcomes as she spirals into that dark center,
hearing only the waves of her heart and the whisper of her breath,
begging the moment to hold just a second more.


856 posted on 12/31/2005 5:12:39 PM PST by WayzataJOHNN (Happy New Year to everyone in this delightfully strange family of the Lair)
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To: HopeandGlory

Hi sweet pea!

I thought I could bring you in. ;)


857 posted on 12/31/2005 5:34:03 PM PST by Soaring Feather (January 1, 2006)
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To: WayzataJOHNN
Oh my, Johnn this is beautiful!!

The images are fantastic.
858 posted on 12/31/2005 5:36:06 PM PST by Soaring Feather (January 1, 2006)
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To: bentfeather; everyone
I'm sooo out of practice . . . I've re-written that haiku 10 times since I hit post and I'm still not satisfied . . . picky picky picky . . . LOL!!!



Happy New Year Y'all

I hope 2006 is good to all who enter The Lair!!!


859 posted on 12/31/2005 5:42:21 PM PST by HopeandGlory (Hey, Liberals . . . PC died on 9/11 . . . GET USED TO IT!!!)
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To: HopeandGlory; WayzataJOHNN

If I could write a Sonnet....

I would write of nosegays and violets,
lavendar, jasmine, honsysuckle, roses,
and the jewels of the night the stars.

I would write of comets, and shooting stars
and night skies of velvet and lovers that
climb to the stars. And kisses sweeter than wine.


If I could write a sonnet.


bentfeather


860 posted on 12/31/2005 5:44:59 PM PST by Soaring Feather (January 1, 2006)
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To: HopeandGlory

And a Happy New Year to you and yours.


861 posted on 12/31/2005 5:45:50 PM PST by Soaring Feather (January 1, 2006)
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To: bentfeather

If I could write a sonnet, would it say
full half of what my heart has in it now?
Some special word to brighten up your way,
To weave a web of dreams if you allow
Would make my moment happier by far
And let me start the New Year with a smile.
But how this moment seems askew, ajar,
with business left to do all in a pile.
And so I'll leave good hopes for one and all -
And later will I come with poesy's call.

New Years Eve, 2005


862 posted on 12/31/2005 6:16:09 PM PST by Knitting A Conundrum (Act Justly, Love Mercy, and Walk Humbly With God Micah 6:8)
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To: HopeandGlory

a touch of flowers,
clean and warm scenting the air,
HopeandGlory's Thyme!


863 posted on 12/31/2005 6:29:43 PM PST by Knitting A Conundrum (Act Justly, Love Mercy, and Walk Humbly With God Micah 6:8)
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To: Knitting A Conundrum

Were I ever so clever
as to write a poem
clear, a poem so strong
with meaning it would sing
in my lovers ear...

Were I ever so clever
to pen this magical lyric
to lay a down star dust cover
a top the rime.

Were I ever so clever.


bentfeather
12/31/05


864 posted on 12/31/2005 6:29:58 PM PST by Soaring Feather (January 1, 2006)
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To: All

Louis Armstrong~Christmas Night In Harlem

865 posted on 12/31/2005 6:35:39 PM PST by Soaring Feather (January 1, 2006)
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To: bentfeather

Clever as a feather
drifting soft on starlight wings,
word to image dancing,
now lost in faery rings,
What word have you to sing tonight
as old year turns to new?
What memories will spin inside,
some happy, some to rue?

Clever as a feather
drifting soft on starlight wings,
the old year is coming home to rest,
the new year gently sings,
of tomorrows we will cherish,
of hopes we long to bring
into the break of morning light
beyond the faery ring.

12/31/05


866 posted on 12/31/2005 6:38:59 PM PST by Knitting A Conundrum (Act Justly, Love Mercy, and Walk Humbly With God Micah 6:8)
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To: Knitting A Conundrum; HopeandGlory; WayzataJOHNN; All
Happy New Year Poets!!


Julie London


Julie London


Stevie Wonder


The Doors


Herb Alpert


Bonnie Raitt



Within Temptation


Barry White


Frank Sinatra & Dean Martin


867 posted on 12/31/2005 6:46:19 PM PST by Soaring Feather (January 1, 2006)
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To: Knitting A Conundrum
Beyond the fairy ring
beyond the edge of time
standing in star dust land
free of rime

dressed in blackest velvet
looking to Aurora Waves
covering me in colors, gold
magenta, cyan, and red
shaken loose from her robes

splashed upon my head
grayed with time
and solemn walks
in early morning hours

riding the dawn to day break
slipping into the dusk








with a fling of her hand
sparkling dust.

bentfeather
12/31/05

868 posted on 12/31/2005 6:57:32 PM PST by Soaring Feather (January 1, 2006)
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To: bentfeather

I have been playing midis of O Fortuna (from the Carmina Burana), and explaining the Rota Fortuna (wheel of fortune) in medieval imagery to my hubby. Seemed moderately, if not exactly, appropriate for the changing of the year:

O Fortuna,
velut Luna
statu variabilis,
semper crescis
aut decrescis;
vita detestabilis
nunc obdurat
et tunc curat
ludo mentis aciem;
egestatem,
potestatem,
dissolvit ut glaciem.

Sors immanis
et inanis,
rota tu volubilis,
status malus,
vana salus
semper dissolubilis;
obumbrata
et velata
mihi quoque niteris;
nunc per ludum
dorsum nudum
fero tui sceleris.

Sors salutis
et virtutis
mihi nunc contraria;
est affectus
et defectus
semper in angaria.
hac in hora
sine mora
cordae pulsum tangite!
quod per sortem
sternit fortem,
mecum omnes plangite!

O Fortune, like the moon of ever changing state, you are always waxing or waning; hateful life now is brutal, now pampers our feelings with its game; poverty, power, it melts them like ice.

Fate, savage and empty, you are a turning wheel, your position is uncertain, your favour is idle and always likely to disappear; covered in shadows and veiled you bear upon me too; now my back is naked through the sport of your wickedness.

The chance of prosperity and of virtue is not now mine; whether willing or not, a man is always liable for Fortune's service. At this hour without delay touch the strings! Because through luck she lays low the brave, all join with me in lamentation!

Great flash movie of it is out there, too:

http://www.theflasharchive.com/f/f-278.htm


869 posted on 12/31/2005 7:06:11 PM PST by Knitting A Conundrum (Act Justly, Love Mercy, and Walk Humbly With God Micah 6:8)
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To: Knitting A Conundrum; Countyline

Most interesting. I will watch the video, thanks.

I so much enjoy your poetry. Countyline did good bringing your work over.


870 posted on 12/31/2005 7:14:27 PM PST by Soaring Feather (January 1, 2006)
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To: Knitting A Conundrum

The king of Elfland had a daughter,
Dark and flashing were her eyes,
Once a mortal deigned to love her,
a story told with pain, and sighs.

The Queen of Elfland had a squire,
bright and saucy was this wight,
til Tam Lin, he met fair Janet
and left Faery with little fight.

Thomas the Rhymer rode to Elfand
on a steed of milk-white rare,
never more to tell a fable
when he returned mortal air.


Stay away from faery dancing,
Stay away from the faery ring
Else you'll find a mickle sadness
That comes when listening to how they sing.

(this would have been longer, but we're havinga thunderstorm...)


871 posted on 12/31/2005 7:28:35 PM PST by Knitting A Conundrum (Act Justly, Love Mercy, and Walk Humbly With God Micah 6:8)
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To: bentfeather

I like words,
and words like me!


872 posted on 12/31/2005 7:30:44 PM PST by Knitting A Conundrum (Act Justly, Love Mercy, and Walk Humbly With God Micah 6:8)
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To: Knitting A Conundrum
Good phraseology!
873 posted on 12/31/2005 7:39:28 PM PST by Soaring Feather (January 1, 2006)
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To: bentfeather

On gossamer wings
of irridescent light
the dragonfly dances tonight
with a dream and a daring
of hope to be sharing,
he flies boldly into our sight.

Dragonfly, dragonfly,
don't fly away home,
on wings shining and pure,
we would travel and roam,
exploring tomorrow
beneath a bright sky,
o may we borrow your wings,
o bright dragonfly?


874 posted on 12/31/2005 7:55:09 PM PST by Knitting A Conundrum (Act Justly, Love Mercy, and Walk Humbly With God Micah 6:8)
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To: Knitting A Conundrum

Ooooo, wonderful.


875 posted on 12/31/2005 8:08:34 PM PST by Soaring Feather (January 1, 2006)
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To: Knitting A Conundrum

The Price of Magic

The wind sings sweet around the faery ring,
under stars as old as time, yet do they shine.
on such a night a mortal man did cross the line,
and listening to the songs of faery, he did sing.

Subtle is the magic upon that emerald isle,
and he felt not the change, even as he did.
It touched him then and with inhibit rid,
he joined in the dancing round the ring awhile.

Drinking of the old potsheen offered with easy grace,
he saw an ageless wonder in each ruddy smiling face.
King Brian was in fine form, dressed up in dainty lace,
sat his horse in handsome style as off they all did race.

first light came ‘tween dawn and dusk, he awakened at last,
and staggered down the hill and the day of things to do.
Yet all that day his mind played many a trick to rue,
he ached to go back, but the way was barred forever fast.

Long he sought the doorway, and in the end left in pain,
for heartaches would follow him, the price of crossing in.
On long nights he sits and listens amid the city’s din,
and tries to hear a faery flute, somewhere in the rain.

Stay off the mounds and leave the ruins to the wee folk,
and listen not to the sweet songs, or have a lively dance
Or your soul’ll always feel the hooves of the Pooka prance,
and you will know the emptiness of their thoughtless joke.

Most don’t understand the sadness in his eyes each night,
or the longing in his heart, for a time now truly in the past.
But I do, and I watch him walk away, either slow nor fast,
thinking of faery aglow, beneath a silver summer’s moonlight.


876 posted on 12/31/2005 10:33:55 PM PST by WayzataJOHNN (Happy New Year to everyone in this delightfully strange family of the Lair)
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To: WayzataJOHNN; Knitting A Conundrum; HopeandGlory; Texas Songwriter; SAMWolf; snippy_about_it; ...

Good morning everyone.

877 posted on 01/01/2006 6:35:14 AM PST by Soaring Feather (January 1, 2006)
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To: Knitting A Conundrum

*The king of Elfland had a daughter,*




Thunderstorm be darned
the fairy dance goes on!!

To be continued when the storm ends. ;)


878 posted on 01/01/2006 6:40:19 AM PST by Soaring Feather (January 1, 2006)
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To: All

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879 posted on 01/02/2006 9:27:03 AM PST by Soaring Feather (January 2, 2006)
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