~The Dragon Flies' Lair~Poetry Thread XXV~

The Seven Muses | March 8, 2006 | bentfeather/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©
2002

[Soaring Feather]

~The Dragon Flies' Lair debut ~ August 27, 2003 ~

~A place to write a few lines of Poetry or Prose.~

~ Links to all threads.~


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[Soaring Feather]

New Thread Ping

[Soaring Feather]

New thread ping!

[HiJinx]

Pong...

[Soaring Feather]

Hi Jinxy! Nice to see you.

[fatima]

Thanks for the ping:)

[Soaring Feather]

Sure bestest girlfriend. Thanks for coming. ;)

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good evening/morning, ms feather.
We've been eating cinnamon bread, cheese bread, and cookies all day.
One of the hotels brought it from the bakery.

[Soaring Feather]

WOW what a treat!! Cute little mousy! ;) Perfect graphic.

[Soaring Feather]

Dragonfly Guide


My guide,
the Dragonfly
the muse I choose
to run softly,
to love the waltz...


Fly with him
in far galaxies
'til dawn draws nigh
breaks the flight
drying dewy wings
in a place meant for kings.


Dragonfly, muse delight
waiting for the black of night.
My exquisite Dragonfly.


bentfeather (c) 03.05.06

[fatima]

Well still up bestest girfriend I have a girlfriend named Fred
She said let's get dressed up in red.
We went to the shop
Her outfit did flop
Fred in red -enough said.

[Soaring Feather]

ROTFLOL!!! Wonderful!!

[Soaring Feather]

I wore my red hat to the fair
the ladies there swore I'd
been there before wearing
purple instead, they said.


LOL

bf

[trubluolyguy]

Bless Me

....and so I pray.....
Lord, that is my God
bless me with your grace
bestow upon me
an image..of the man I wish to be
deliver me of myself
place me in Your tender heart
bless me with Your wonders
so deep so holy
I beg of you....Heavenly Father
bless me with Your touch
give me the smile of love
place Your strong hands
upon my muscles
and in my heart
bless me with Your eternal love
deliver me unto Your sight
I vow my God, my faith, my soul
for I be but a mere man
and you...Lord of Lords
take this life, this soul, this heart, this body I give
do with it what You wish
I'll but ask...Father God
bless me with Your grace
....till You call me home



M.L. Harp

[Soaring Feather]

Hello and Welcome to the Lair.



Lovely Spiritual poem. Thank You.

[trubluolyguy]

Hello and Welcome to the Lair.



Lovely Spiritual poem. Thank You.

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Thank you.

[Soaring Feather]

You're welcome, please come back again. ;)

[fatima]

My bird Mickey is pretty and yellow.
Some think that she is a fellow
I know she's a she
She answer's to me happy is she but why did I name her a he :)

[fatima]

Amen.

[Soaring Feather]

Fatima is funny with Mickey
a bird who chatters is lucky
to be owned by fatima
cause she's a real gleamer
a glam girl for sure
our fatima we adore
I better stop here
cause there ain't no more

[fatima]

Our grandchildren are truly a delight
They wake us day and night
Gimme me 2 Mom Mom
of everything we do
Children 2 is for you anytime.

[Soaring Feather]

Four is the number for me
all the same type, you see
sweet little girls, great ladies
they be
and mommies themselves
what a relief for me. ;)

Now grands abound from here to the sound
of hockey pucks slamming the ice
to flap jacks on the griddle
they're gonna be cooks of
the finest sort you see
going to culinary collage are some

some in highschool and on the run
some long done with schooling you see
out there working and making m-o-n-e-y.

[fatima]

Well 15 I have that I know of
Have a rascal son so there might be more
From Iraq to our land,nurse Mary's bedpan's

I am prould to know each and and all them.

[Soaring Feather]

That's very impressive
don't you see for
your little gal to have been
in Iraq under the gun
on the right side of it
we prayed quite a bit
all was said and done
your little one came back
and Nurse Mary is proud as can be.


Great Job bestest girlfriend

[WayzataJOHNN]

Swamp Lord

Soft awing amid the cattails surrounding the fen,
swift flyer slipping in among the reeds as if by magic.
four wings beating their own tattoo, to their own ken,
agile seeker of their own truth, to their own beat they click.

Long tailed flyer with such easy grace,
darting here and there, as if they ruled the place
Flitting by so insolent right by my face,
and I watch them amused by their swift pace.

Humming in swift and daring flight they rise,
and then as swift disappear like the magicians they are.
Lords of the swamp and meadows for all their size,
and I honor them as such, for the wonder they are!

Iridescent jewels that tempt and tease the watcher’s eye,
for they are summer’s oft missed treasure too be sure.
a reminder that art is a living thing against the sky,
and I, but a visitor to their gallery amid reed and cocklebur.

Daring bird and a swift human hand they flit,
and win again and again as they hunt and mate.
Wondrous the moment and then it passes on as I sit,
enraptured by the Dragonfly in the afternoon passing late.

[fatima]

This is quite true best of friend
from Iraq to home Karen flew
She never asked why
She said I will try
For my country because I love you.

[Soaring Feather]

A fine lass Karen be
to give to her county
the sweat from her back
to all the love she had
we Thank God she came back.

[Soaring Feather]

Ooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh my, honey in the comb.


Fabulous poetry!

YES!!! A keeper to be framed.

[fatima]

Karen is as hard as a rock
She was a fighter right from the start
Too pretty was she but how can that be
She was in the ARMY:)

[WayzataJOHNN]

A Night amid the Ruins

Black wind tearing at the ancient stone
of the castle empty now of meaning
where once so many lives
were filled with life and strife
and now only an empty stage
for the wind’s dark rage

Chill the night to set the moment’s tone
and I huddle by a wall half leaning
as wind screams and in torment strives
for the night seems to have its own life
writing its own moment upon history’s page
across a time stained age

I sit here by myself and yet not alone
for there is a voice within the wind’s keening
and it is as cutting as well edged knives
amid the turmoil of nature’s dark rife
a story for any who’s are a patient sage
this story of soldier, peasant, lord, and mage

[Soaring Feather]

A pretty solider girl
turned the heads
of young fellow soldiers
without dread
Beauty is found
in every branch
Army, Navy, Marines, Air Force, too

and those men are the best looking dudes I know. ;)

[Soaring Feather]

A Night amid the Ruins



WOW, this one and the Swamp Lord may keep me up all night.

They're beautiful.

[fatima]

Well they all too buff
Army, Navy, Marines, Air Force the real stuff
Old Sarge keeps them workin
They might be hurtin
but building the muscles they must
I am proud of them all and hug them
For me these are the real men
My hero's are true
take care of me and you
and give all for the safety of us.

[WayzataJOHNN]

in counterpoint, something from the dark side



Memoirs of a Madman

Peace, just simple peace
oh how I seek it here within
and how it avoids me with easy grace

I am a fool without cease
for attempting this yet again
even as the tears stain my upturned face

A dark heart
seeking something beyond my grasp
fearing I might find it in the light

Count the shattered parts
starting at my last tormented gasp
and witness my inner hidden plight

I hear the pain
as it cries aloud within my tattered mind
and I know I’m still alive, I hear that old song

Tears fall like a dark rain
their tracks are easy for me to find
across a soul stretched thin for far too long

Yet I can not surrender to it
for I am a fighter in a fight I know so well
in the ring of life where each day another round

Spirit callused just a bit
scarred by the memories I call hell
in a life of experiences I hold within and bound

[Soaring Feather]

So true.


The weak just don't cut it
the tough they just rough it
the hardened solider
the gruff Marine
the suave Sailor
the handsome pilots
the grease monkeys who keep
those big birds a flying
all techs I guess in a
modern day war things
the old grunts never did see before

They did their bit the Vets we have
they came back scarred one way
or the other
we honor them all
on the field or fen
in the sands, and rubble
of what may have been.

Now this poet can't see straight
so good night fatima, it's been
quite right.

[fatima]

Ok Ok Ok I out poet ed you :)

[Soaring Feather]

Memoirs of a Madman


Whoa, boy do I indentify. Fabulous work.



Zinger.

Good night now Johnn.
Me is tired and need to
sleep sound
the sandman creepth
all around the manse
and silent street
bemoan no sound

the old house groans
from labored years
after seeing a hundred
thousand tears
half of them mine
this house is 200 years old
and echos my aching joint sound

carryin' and luggin' those old bones around.


My muse is fired, the crucible hot
melding the words like a poet ought
the silence is welcoming
I'm not disturbed, the words are
flowing it's almost absurd
I want to write way into the night
I find comfort here in the black cold light
at six in the morning some breakfast I'll fix
the manse wakes up then, the noise begins
the din gets so thick,
it's hard to begin
writing with all those interruptions I hear
I need the silence to best forge
a new verse, alas, some days I just grab my purse
and spend a dollar or two for me
then at night she'll come round to see just me.

Night night, bf

[Soaring Feather]

LOL no you didn't. ;)

Read the one to WayzataJohnn.

[fatima]

Be at peace,God bless,fatima

[WayzataJOHNN]

You Think English is Easy???
Can you read these right the first time?

1 ) The bandage was wound around the wound.
2 ) The farm was used to produce produce.
3 ) The dump was so full that it had to refuse more refuse.
4 ) We must polish the Polish furniture.
5 ) He could lead if he would get the lead out.
6 ) The soldier decided to desert his dessert in the desert.
7 ) Since there is no time like the present, he thought it was time
to present the present .
8 ) A bass was painted on the head of the bass drum.
9 ) When shot at, the dove dove into the bushes.
10 ) I did not object to the object.
11 ) The insurance was invalid for the invalid.
12 ) There was a row among the oarsmen about how to row .
13 ) They were too close to the door to close it.
14 ) The buck does funny things when the does are present.
15 ) A seamstress and a sewer fell down into a sewer line.
16 ) To help with planting, the farmer taught his sow to sow.
17 ) The wind was too strong to wind the sail.
18 ) Upon seeing the tear in the painting I shed a tear.
19 ) I had to subject the subject to a series of tests.
20 ) How can I intimate this to my most intimate friend?

[uncleshag]

Longtown Podcasts - Vol. 46

In this Longtown Podcast hear
the following artists and click
the links for CD information.
Brand New - Okay I Believe You But My Tommy Gun Don't
Mike Curb Congregation - Burning Bridges
A Dance in the Irish Cabin
Jerry Reed - The Claw
LLoyd and Peli Show
"LOUD and Clear" "One-Armed But Armed For Life"
"Like a Baby on a Log - Squirrel Meat - Suffering Squirrel Farmers"
"Fresh Meat and Squirrel Panties" "Donna Summer Day!!"
"Cedar Chips" "Yield Signs" "Lessons for Life"
"I-Sometimes-Wonder-About Fifty"
SevenofNine's Global News Report
Uncleshag's Fishing Report

[martin_fierro]

Good evening/morning, ms feather. We've been eating cinnamon bread, cheese bread, and cookies all day. One of the hotels brought it from the bakery.

Lucky duck!

This calls for some bread/cookie haikus:

Munching breads all day
Cinnamon, Cheese and Cookies
Hotel supplies us

Eating free cookies
Sugar, Choco Chip with nuts
My belt grows quite tight

[Kathy in Alaska]

Those are cute.....and so true. I'm on sugar overload. The cinnamon bread, my favorite, is like a giant cinnamon roll, about 12" across and 3 to 4 inches high.

[pelikan]

Good Morning Everybody! While coffee is brewing, a bit of poesy...

Ms Feather, without pretense
Greets all with her effervescence.

Come one, come all to the lair
If poetic, show us your flair.

If poetry isn't your thing no matter.
Just delight us with some chatter.

A bit of caution with you I leave,
Just let the dragonflies be!
~peli~

[pelikan]

And brunch is now ready. For those of you who will be arriving a little late, no worries! A fresh plate awaits your arrival.

[pelikan]

This is too cute...accurate, but cute!

[Soaring Feather]

Good morning, you two
you've beaten me here
Shagster with the music
Pelikan with the brew!

So kind of you
to be here to greet me
I left the light on
as fatima and Johnn
lingered here.

The muse kept going
round my head
nary a moment of sleep
I got.

The giggles moved in
round three am
as a mirthful poem
begun to spin.

'Twas all in my head
never made the pen
spose it will come
back again??


bf

[Soaring Feather]

Brunch looks delicious
I especially like ham
orange juice is good
served ice cold

Old lace on the table
lovely displayed
a fruit compote
served in fine crystal
all squeaky clean
oh my goodness, I feel
like a queen!

[Soaring Feather]

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Thought of the Day

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Spencer Johnson said, "Happiness is not having what you want, it's wanting what you have."

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Today is Wednesday, March 8, the 67th day of 2005 with 298 to follow. The moon is waxing. The morning stars are Uranus, Neptune, Jupiter, Pluto and Venus. The evening stars are Mars, Saturn and Mercury.

[Lady Jag]

Good morning, Bent Babe!