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~The Dragon Flies' Lair~Poetry Thread XXIV~
January 2, 2006
| bentfeather/Poets of the Lair
Posted on 01/02/2006 7:52:08 AM PST by Soaring Feather
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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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TOPICS: Poetry
KEYWORDS: classicpoetry; dragonflies; dragonflieslair; freeversepoetry; haiku; lair; musiclyrics; originalpoetry; prose
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To: WayzataJOHNN; Knitting A Conundrum; Texas Songwriter; HopeandGlory; SAMWolf; snippy_about_it; ...
Good Morning Everyone!
New Thread Ping!
To: bentfeather
This is the first time I have seen this thread series somehow.
I am not a big poetry person but that is very nice,reminds me of a moonlit June night.
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posted on
01/02/2006 9:15:01 AM PST
by
carlr
To: carlr
Hello! Welcome to The Dragonflies' Lair. Thank You for the kind words.
We are the longest running Poetry Thread at FR.
Please feel free to stop around and visit anytime.
To: bentfeather
How blue -
the flu.
Achoo!
(sitting next to my fireplace wrapped up with blankets, and thinking of you through the fever, headache and chills....)
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posted on
01/02/2006 9:30:49 AM PST
by
Knitting A Conundrum
(Act Justly, Love Mercy, and Walk Humbly With God Micah 6:8)
To: carlr
P.S. I see you fly the New York State Flag. I do, too.
To: Knitting A Conundrum
Oh dear Poet, so sorry to hear. Seems many are suffering from the flu. So far, I have escaped the dilemma. Stay warm.
To: All
To: bentfeather; All
New Year's Morning
ONLY a night from old to new!
Only a night, and so much wrought!
The Old Year's heart all weary grew,
But said: The New Year rest has brought."
The Old Year's hopes its heart laid down,
As in a grave; but trusting, said:
"The blossoms of the New Year's crown
Bloom from the ashes of the dead."
The Old Year's heart was full of greed;
With selfishness it longed and ached,
And cried: "I have not half I need.
My thirst is bitter and unslaked.
But to the New Year's generous hand
All gifts in plenty shall return;
True love it shall understand;
By all failures it shall learn.
I have been reckless; it shall be
Quiet and calm and pure of life.
I was a slave; it shall go free,
And find sweet peace where I leave strife."
Only a night from old to new!
Never a night such changes brought.
The Old Year had its work to do;
No New Year miracles are wrought.
Always a night from old to new!
Night and the healing balm of sleep!
Each morn is New Year's morn come true,
Morn of a festival to keep.
All nights are sacred nights to make
Confession and resolve and prayer;
All days are sacred days to wake
New gladness in the sunny air.
Only a night from old to new;
Only a sleep from night to morn.
The new is but the old come true;
Each sunrise sees a new year born.
Helen Hunt Jackson
To: laurenmarlowe
Good evening, ms. marlowe!!
Wonderful poem! Thank You!
Good to see you in the Lair. ;)
To: bentfeather
Thank you Ms. Feather! You have such a wonderful place here!
To: laurenmarlowe
Thank You, The Lair is dear to my heart.
To: HopeandGlory; WayzataJOHNN; Texas Songwriter; Knitting A Conundrum; fish hawk; SAMWolf; ...
Good morning everyone.
To: bentfeather
Fever broke late last night,
but it's climbing up again.
Who put the broken glass in my lungs
to cough up once again?
Who slipped the ice cubes under my robe,
and the sandpaper in my eyes?
And who put syrup of Ipecac
in my coffee for a big surprise?
Best I can do this morning....My fingers are starting to shiver, so I think I'll go crawl under the covers...
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posted on
01/03/2006 6:44:26 AM PST
by
Knitting A Conundrum
(Act Justly, Love Mercy, and Walk Humbly With God Micah 6:8)
To: Knitting A Conundrum
Morning, K.
Stay warm. Glad the fever broke for you.
Looking forward to your full recovery and more wonderful poetry.
To: All
Thought of the Day
an anonymous saying is, "He who dies with the
most toys is, nonetheless, still dead."
To: All
Today is Tuesday, Jan. 3, the third day of 2006, with 362 to
follow. The moon is waning. The morning stars are Mercury,
Pluto, Jupiter, Saturn, Venus and Mars. The evening stars are
Uranus and Neptune.
To: WayzataJOHNN; laurenmarlowe; All
Subject: FW: blond outsmarts contractor
Dear Diary,
Last year I replaced all the windows in my house with those expensive double pane energy efficient kind. But this week I got a call from the contractor who installed them. He was complaining that the work had been completed a whole year ago and I hadn't paid for them. Hellloooo?
Now just because I'm blonde doesn't mean that I am automatically stupid. So, I told him just what his fast talking sales guy had told ME last year...namely, that in just ONE YEAR these windows would pay for themselves! Helllooooo? It's been a year! (I told him)
There was only silence at the other end of the line, so I finally just hung up.... He didn't call back. Guess I won that stupid argument.
To: HopeandGlory; laurenmarlowe; WayzataJOHNN; Knitting A Conundrum; MoJo2001; Kathy in Alaska; ...
To: bentfeather
Absolutely beautiful poem, table, and music. My favorite Eva Cassidy songs are "Wade In The Water" and "Honeysuckle Rose". Thank you so much Queenie! Very uplifting!
*HUGS*
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posted on
01/03/2006 5:06:07 PM PST
by
MoJo2001
(www.proudpatriots.org (Support Our Troops)...)
To: MoJo2001
*HUGS* My Little Diva. I love her sing, too. I have Honeysuckle Rose loaded and will play it for you.
To: bentfeather
Thank you Ms. Feather, so beautiful!
Lovely music to listen to!
To: laurenmarlowe
Hi sweetie, glad you enjoyed it. *HUGS*
To: bentfeather
Comprehension in the Night
Fog draped evening, slipping by in whispers soft,
and not a breeze to be felt, yet the fog swirls around.
Crusted snow litters with casual intent the ground,
as overhead, a swallow swiftly flits just aloft.
There is a bite to the air, an edge of reality bold,
yet subtle too, like some slight of nature’s hand.
Sounds do ebb and flow in the fog where I stand,
and for just this moment, time does strangely fold.
Stars burn in a brilliance that sets them like jewels,
strung across Eternity’s ebony arch to delight the eye.
And the moon is a silver lighthouse in the night sky,
guiding quiet dreams home to we simple mortal fools.
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posted on
01/03/2006 9:29:08 PM PST
by
WayzataJOHNN
(Happy New Year to everyone in this delightfully strange family of the Lair)
To: bentfeather
OK, now you've got me hooked on Eva Cassidy.
(thanks!)
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posted on
01/03/2006 9:30:16 PM PST
by
WayzataJOHNN
(Happy New Year to everyone in this delightfully strange family of the Lair)
To: bentfeather
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posted on
01/04/2006 12:32:17 AM PST
by
Kathy in Alaska
(~ www.ProudPatriots.org ~ Operation Valentines Day~ is coming~)
To: WayzataJOHNN
Good morning, friend.
Comprehension in the Night
Lovely poem. Fog is such interesting stuff, however, dangerous for drivers.
Glad you enjoyed Eva Cassidy.
To: HopeandGlory; WayzataJOHNN; Texas Songwriter; Knitting A Conundrum; Countyline; fish hawk; ...
Good morning everyone.
To: Kathy in Alaska
Morning Kathy.
Thank You, for Blessed Assurance.
To: All
Thought of the Day
Frederick Douglass who wrote, "Without a struggle,
there can be no progress."
Today is Wednesday, Jan. 4, the fourth day of 2006, with 361
to follow. The moon is waning. The morning stars are Mercury,
Venus, Mars, Jupiter and Saturn. The evening stars are Uranus,
and Neptune.
To: bentfeather
Hello Miss Feather.
Thank you for the ping, I feel honored.
To: EsmeraldaA
Enjoy yourself. Thanks for coming 'round. There's lots of reading to do, 24 Threads.
To: WayzataJOHNN; All
To: bentfeather
Distorted songs
She was coming 'round the curve doin' 90 miles an hour
when the chain on her new bicycle broke!
She was found lyin' there with a sprocket in her pocket
tickled to death by an errant and willful spoke.
The old outhouse looks the same
but the catalogue is gone.
And there's the old oak seat
that I used to sssssssi-it on.
Down the lane I'd run,
sometimes I'd make it.
Other times
I'd have to fake it.
That's why we had
the green, green grass of home.
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posted on
01/04/2006 10:55:46 PM PST
by
WayzataJOHNN
(Happy New Year to everyone in this delightfully strange family of the Lair)
To: WayzataJOHNN
LOL
Now you're just weird!
To: WayzataJOHNN; Knitting A Conundrum; Texas Songwriter; HopeandGlory; fish hawk; SAMWolf; ...
Good morning everyone.
To: WayzataJOHNN; Knitting A Conundrum; HopeandGlory; laurenmarlowe; EsmeraldaA; All
Glen Gaul Way-A Secret Ice Garden
In the Land of Glen Gaul Way
a secret garden lies hidden away
amongst the fern and mossy coves
home to the lowly turtle doves.
Hidden from the denizens
known to my lady fair and
her proud knight, of Glenn Gaul Way.
By night a secret haven of their bliss
waiting for the gentle kiss
from her winged lover fair
the Dragonfly of Glenn Gaul Way.
Cloaked in golden gossamer
and in velvets rich
all seeing eyes of wisdom
never missing a trick.
A Dragonfly by day is he
stately prince by night,
the gem of Glen Gaul Way is he,
her winged delight.
In day the garden stays
covered all in rime
near the edges one can see
little sprigs of thyme
smell the aroma of jasmine fine
and chamomile rare
the garden frozen thru the day
a wondrous work of ice
at dusk the moon light takes a turn
to gently melt the ice,
And set to play the lovers dance
in this frozen land
reveling secrets from the past
of a gaily inhabited land.
A swoosh is heard at even’ tide
a glittering sight is seen
as the Dragonfly appears
upon the frosty scene.
Four wings in motion
cause a breeze
enough to stir the air
a crackling snap of thawing ice
fills the tiny ice cove
sweet aromas fill the air
intoxicating all around
as the pair begin their dance
on the icy ground.
His hand guides her ‘round
their secret frozen land
to live and love the night away
‘tis their destiny fulfilled.
A saddened heart
beneath her breast
as moon and stars fade way
to dawn’s dim light
the price to pay
for their Ice Garden play.
My Lady Fair clasps her bosom
as he departs at dawn
to worlds only known to him
and a promising return at dusk
their realm to display.
bentfeather ©
January 5, 2006
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To: laurenmarlowe; AZamericonnie; TASMANIANRED; WayzataJOHNN; MoJo2001; snippy_about_it; SAMWolf; ...
To: TASMANIANRED; All
To: All
To: MoJo2001; All
To: bentfeather
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posted on
01/05/2006 2:54:36 PM PST
by
AZamericonnie
(~www.ProudPatriots.org---------Serving those who serve us!~)
To: AZamericonnie
Absolutely yes, you may post the music, and thank you.
To: All
--WHO AM I?
--1. I was born March 30, 1957 in New York City.
--2. After graduating from college, I became a regular on
the comedy club circuit.
--3. I starred in the short-lived series My Two Dads in 1987.
--4. In 1992, I became co-creator and co-producer of the hit
sitcom Mad About You.
--5. I am also the author of the best-selling book Couplehood.
Answer later this evening.
To: bentfeather
"Now you're just weird!"
You realize this only now?
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posted on
01/05/2006 6:03:52 PM PST
by
WayzataJOHNN
(Happy New Year to everyone in this delightfully strange family of the Lair)
To: WayzataJOHNN
No, I knew it before now, but didn't want to be rude. ;)
To: bentfeather
Ah!!! . . . Miss Eva, one of my favorites . . . Sissy introduced her to me a few years ago and I had to go out and buy everything she'd ever recorded before she died in her early thirties . . . so young . . . sigh!!!
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posted on
01/05/2006 6:32:52 PM PST
by
HopeandGlory
(Hey, Liberals . . . PC died on 9/11 . . . GET USED TO IT!!!)
To: bentfeather
Haven't been writing much, been reading alot, and about halfway through a book I found in a small bookstore. poems with a strong ethnic background from the Caribbean. Great reading and a different viewpoint I must say. Here is a smaller sample:
From the Penguin book of 'Caribbean Verse'
(In English)
Edited by Paula Burnett
African Dirge
O, why should we the dead deplore,
Who bids us now ‘farewell’;
Since he has gone to Guinea’s shore,
For ever there to dwell?
Now, underneath the village-tree,
That dear familial place,
He breathes the air of liberty,
Mid his departed race.
Why should we mourn for him who lives
Amid the blessed blest?
It is alone the living grieves-
The dead enjoys his rest.
Brother! remember us, as we
Thus hail thy happy flight;
Brother! we soon shall follow thee-
Till then a brief good night!
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posted on
01/05/2006 6:35:55 PM PST
by
WayzataJOHNN
(Happy New Year to everyone in this delightfully strange family of the Lair)
To: HopeandGlory
Hello, sweet pea! We have been missing you.
Eva Cassidy is fabulous. I have lots of her albums so will be playing her often.
Did you get a load of Nina Simone and I Love You Porgy?? Fabulous vox.
To: WayzataJOHNN
Love this poem and author. Thanks.
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