Dragonfly Silhouette in the Sun
Dragonfly dances ballet,
silhouette in the pale sun,
gracious and free,
with wings befog of motions,
glides upon the warm zephyr
a magical vision of beauty.
A waltz of colors and movements,
it threads enchantments on the viewer.
With each murmur and flutter of wings
it paints a unique and alive painting;
Dragonfly silhouette in the sun.
poem by Marius Alexandru (2023)
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Dragonfly
Id rather live than just imagine
Dont think there is a way around
And if I fail Ill still be standing
With my feet firmly on the ground.
Through my window from the sky
Flows a lullaby
Someomes waiting in my dream
Taking me to places Ive never seen.
If I had some wings then I could fly (dragonfly)
In my dreams
I am the the dragonfly (dragonfly)
I guess I always will be searching
I live and learn from my mistakes
And all the love that Im expecting
Is equal to the love I make.
Little dreamer when evening falls. shadows fall
Bring some honey for my soul
Take me to the places Ive never been.
If I had some wings then I could fly (dragonfly)
In my dreams I am the dragonfly (dragonfly).
song performed by by Yngwie Malmsteen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Dragonfly
Id rather live than just imagine
Dont think there is a way around
And if I fail Ill still be standing
With my feet firmly on the ground.
Through my window from the sky
Flows a lullaby
Someomes waiting in my dream
Taking me to places Ive never seen.
If I had some wings then I could fly (dragonfly)
In my dreams
I am the the dragonfly (dragonfly)
I guess I always will be searching
I live and learn from my mistakes
And all the love that Im expecting
Is equal to the love I make.
Little dreamer when evening falls. shadows fall
Bring some honey for my soul
Take me to the places Ive never been.
If I had some wings then I could fly (dragonfly)
In my dreams I am the dragonfly (dragonfly).
song performed by by Yngwie Malmsteen
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Ingratitude
when the dragonfly
got lost in the woods,
the wind accommodated it
pushing it towards
its home,
when the wind travels and passes
over the dragonfly town
it looks for that blue dragonfly that it helped one time
in the woods,
the wind asks for nothing
but the dragonfly so safe in its house
looks at the wind
not even mentioning its name
it hurts so the wind goes away
as usual
on same spirited wings not asking for anything
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dragonfly
I will never let you down
I will always be around
In the time we are here
Well see love disappear
Dont ask how
Dont ask why
Just fly, dragonfly
Just fly, dragonfly
I will never bring you down
I will always stick around
I will heat you when youre cold
In the time we have left
Well raise eyes to the sky
Dont ask how
Dont ask why
Just fly, dragonfly
Just fly, dragonfly
Dont ask how
Dont ask why
Just fly, dragonfly
Just fly, fly, fly dragonfly
song performed by by A-Ha
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Rainbow Silhouette
I saw a rainbow silhouette from the sky
I know the reason and its purpose why
God in His infinite goodness and love
Wanted to give this to me from above
My life has its own ups and downs
Gazing up to the sky, the rainbow silhouette covered me down
It's different colors, are colors of God's skin
Black, brown, yellow, red, white, everybody are His kin
I saw a rainbow silhouette again tonight
I can dream peacefully now and sleep tight.
What about you...? i hope so..
God bless you..
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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Early Works - Men With Wings
For years untold men have looked to the sky,
have tried to build wings on which to fly,
like Icraus who with his wings of wax
soared in the sky like a bird,
but who flew to close to the sun
where his wings melted and to the sea fell.
Other men came and other men tried,
in failure their names in time hide,
but soon the missing element was found,
the element, which could get them off the ground.
An Albatross of plastic wings
soars through the early morning sky
across a channel of salty waves
of which it glides just above.
From Eagle and Dragonfly,
man now has the ability to fly.
Author’s Note:
The above poem was written as a tribute to the men of the Gossamer Albatross who crossed the English Channel on the 12th June 1979.
13 June 1979
poem by David Harris
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Nature Worship
Little flight of whimsy
Darting through space
Dragonfly, oh dragonfly
Show your true face.
With wings made of sunbeams
You sparkle and shimmer
Tell me your secret
Are you a skimmer?
Burnt coals and embers
Abide in your eyes
You conquer the hornet
An attack by surprise.
You murder the hapless
Who encroach on your rule
Without enmity or venom
For you're a living jewel.
poem by Patti Masterman
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A Raven
Dark bird
Black raven with black wings,
Black eyes as dark as midnight,
Wind flutters his wings,
Shadows turn his head,
And movement catches his stare.
He looks down upon you and watches in dismay,
No black is with in you,
No night in your eyes,
No wings to up lift you,
No shadow to attract you,
And movements pass your gaze.
A raven, A raven, A moonlight silhouette.
The Frog and the Dragonfly
From the pond they both came
Hatching and making their debut
Both a gift from the water’s edge
One hopped and the other flew
As the frog searched for sustenance
He spied a bug and waited patiently
In a flash he swallowed with a gulp
He digested his treat quite efficiently
The dragonfly’s wings beat at a rapid rate
Mosquitoes offered an array of delight
Hovering momentarily, then plunging…
The dragonfly seized its dinner in flight
Then one sunny day it came to be
That bulging eyes anticipated a feast
The amphibious one was famished
Soon the dragonfly would be deceased
In a fleeting second, the action concluded
The sleek winged delicacy was out of reach
Too fast… too quick to become a banquet
The disappointed frog returned to the beach
As a shadow from a feathered predator was cast
A leap and a splash secured appreciated safety
Suddenly sympathy recalled the dragonfly’s escape
Now the frog understood the food chain in its entirety
poem by Theresa Ann Moore
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Little Lamb Dragonfly
I have no answer for you little lamb
I can help you out / but I cannot help you in
Sometimes you think that life is hard
And this is only one of them
My heart is breaking for you little lamb
I can help you out / but we may never meet again
La la la la la la la la ... etc.
Dragonfly fly by my window
You and I still have a way to go
Dont know why you hang around my door
I dont live here any more
Since you ve gone I never know
I go on, but I miss you so
Dragonfly dont keep me waiting
Im waiting cant you see me Im waiting
When we try well have a way to go
Dragonfly youve been away too long
How did two rights make a wrong
Since youve gone I never know I go on
But I miss you so in my heart
I feel the pain
Keeps coming back again
Dragonfly fly by my window
Im flying cant you see me Im flying
You and I can find a way to see
Dragonfly the years ahead will show
How little we really know
Since youve gone its never right they go on
The lonely nights, come on home
And make it right
My heart is aching for you little lamb
I can help you out / but I cannot help you in
La la la la la la la la ... etc.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Broken Wings
I once spread my wings happily,
Till the day I met you,
My wings got clip so I can be with you,
You made happiest girl alive,
You seem like a dream come true,
My broken wings may be broken yet you fixed me so I can fly happily,
With you by my side we can be free,
With you in my arms makes me want to smile and make me feel all warm inside,
We had our differences but we still made it through all those arguments,
We said we are good for each other,
With you I am more alive then dead inside,
With these broken wings I can be your everything,
You can see that I am more happy when I am with you,
Without you here by my side I am lost,
In dreams we are together flying happily,
With every wish we make,
With every heartbeat I make,
I am happy that I met you,
You made me see the colors beyond the black and white,
Now that my wings are back I am happily give your wings so we can fly away together.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Capturing
To catch a tiger by the tail
To seize a dragonfly
To pierce a butterfly's frail wings
Possessing them thereby
That is the quest of those who hunt
And them who gather things
The skilled attempt of silversmiths
To fashion them on rings
Today I saw fine jewelry
In shapes of elves and sprites
And ruby throated hummingbirds
In golden garnet flight
What fairer gifts could damsels seek
Than passion flowers in rows
Alighting on their graceful necks
In amethyst repose
But I will not a tiger catch
Or trap a dragonfly
Nor will I swat a pretty moth
That's hovering nearby
My hunt consists of rarer gems
The kind that have no price
I scout the night for sapphire skies
On winter's diamond ice
The treasures often sought by some
Gems shaped by cunning hands
Can not compare to those I seek
Brought forth by God's command
To catch a tiger by the tail
To seize a dragonfly
To pierce a butterfly's frail wings
In capturing they die.
poem by Liilia Talts Morrison
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Transformation Extraordinaire
For this I know, it was not so long ago I met a captivating butterfly
On its journey by and by perched this butterfly on my windowsill
Beautiful the butterfly to my eye brought a tear I dry
Every waking moment I tried to spend with my friend the butterfly for which I had fallen
Colors so great of interest I could relate to the magnificent butterfly
Day in day out time without a doubt moments spent the striking butterfly
Morning rendezvous I spent with you my gorgeous butterfly of love so true
Anything I would try for you I would die for my vivacious butterfly
Having you was paradise for things were so nice my delightful butterfly
Never showing your true colors I loved you like no other enchanted butterfly
Till that day it all went away for alterations came to the exuberant butterfly
Metamorphosed and modify to the butterfly into a dragonfly
Where went my butterfly I asked why turn I to the dragonfly
Buzzing at my ear without a care wisp the dragonfly
Messages no longer conveying, nor in one place staying, dashed the dragonfly
Time spent so rare but I still cared for the beautiful butterfly within
I saw less and less of the dragonfly busy so I cried for my transformed butterfly
Fit no longer like a pair of gloves for me the dragonfly no longer loves
Pushed to the side arms open no longer wide I wept for the revolutionized butterfly
To hard to handle and to hard to control flew the amended dragonfly away
No longer fluttering in the air, nor self aware, was my butterfly extraordinaire
And in the end the dragonfly changed again into a furious polar bear
Loss to time a love one of a kind, my stunning butterfly to the past was committed
This is a born sin for love I cannot win arrested dawn flew olden times gone by
A lesson well learned that money should be earned my tantalizing butterfly of old
A butterfly is nothing more than a bug incapable of love my eccentric butterfly
Separate paths now seeking of faith no longer believing my outrageous butterfly
These things I didn’t anticipate, nor could I relate, to rest went the troubled butterfly
I sit now and ponder, from time to time I wonder, what went wrong with my lovely butterfly?
Alone once again without my best friend, gone my love the butterfly
No more spellbound is the night, to the bear no more I shall fight for tomorrow as risen a new
On to the ever after for now gone is fun and laughter for my butterfly was nothing more than a mere dream
A vision at best, but it doesn’t mean I love you any less, for the day now draws to a silent slumber
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Summer Afternoon
I watched as swans went gliding by,
Gazing at gracefulness so sleek,
Then spied a dancing dragonfly,
Displaying its beauty, so unique.
And as I sat down by the stream,
The swans majestic, drifted on,
A sight of enchantment so supreme,
As on this scene, the sunbeams shone.
With rippling sounds that filled the air,
So restful that such a gentle tune,
Made this a place extraordinaire,
There, this mild summer afternoon.
The wind moved softly down the creek,
And whispered to the swaying grass,
As if to say, with tongue-in-cheek,
Bow down. Let me unhindered pass.
And so the swans sailed out of view,
Around the bend and out of sight,
The dragonfly with thoughts anew,
Flew off into the warm sunlight.
Thus I was left to contemplate,
How calm and still, this quiet place,
How such a spot can encapsulate,
And my weary heart to so embrace.
poem by Ernestine Northover
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Knowing That Fairy Tales Are Not True
in knowing that fairy tales are not true,
do we stop believing?
do we end up as hard rocks
muted stones and
slimy moss because we cannot believe
in gossamer wings anymore?
fancy has a function
and reality has a reason
too much reality kills, you must remember this
a little fairy with the wings of the dragonfly
comes on a full moonlit night
just to cheer you along
nothing more, nothing more
i believe in fairies,
part of the magical moment
in the life
of the tired man,
whose bones crack
whose face is twisted.
someone says,
and i hope i shall remember this always
when one stops believing,
another fairy in fantasy land is dying
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Big Tree
Big tree
Standing tall
Against setting sun
Majestic silhouette
Geometer's delight
Deep rooted trunk
Branches reaching the sky
Tree depicts life...
Every leaf
Shape so unique
Defining tree family...
Magical colors applied
By Creator's bold strokes
With the brush of seasons
Amazing panorama spreads out
Everywhere and all around.
Flowers spring out
Beauty and fragrance
Magical transformation
Into fruits
Nature transports seeds
To far off lands
It's a new cycle
Trees..forest...life.
Big tree
Stands still
Stands waving
I keep watching
Its far reaching ways
Tree gives us life
Tree gives us shade
To rest and contemplate.
poem by Tirupathi Chandrupatla
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A Purple Dragonfly
A purple dragonfly, just caught my eye.
A sharp contrast to the clear blue sky.
He lands on a twig to rest his wings,
Unmindful of danger, and all other things.
As I approach he takes to flight.
Those gossamer wings are a delight.
A purple blur in the twilight gloom,
Up, up, and away, listen to the zoom.
8/10/10 Alton Texas
poem by Juan Olivarez
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Clap your wings Butterfly
Clap your wings
Butterfly, Butterfly
Clap your wings
Flutter by and fly
Your rainbow flower skin.
Strikes out glaringly beautiful in the sun
Whenever you take off the land and run
Your delicate beauty alone is breathtaking
Beautiful feelings inside of me keep awaking
When you clap your wings and fly
Butterfly sing with me
Beneath any tree
Clap your wings
Flap your wings
Flutter by and fly
Let's look up to the skies
Together on a lovely summer day
Before you decide to say goodbye!
2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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flower petals
hands
trying to reach
out
for the clouds
the sun
meeting at
the glimmer
flickering
like dragonfly
wings
forgetting how
to fly.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Something Visual
Something visual and so vivid
Are still hard to write
One shot in film
Would have been easy
To picture curves
And tangential lines
That even criss-cross
Using words
Is a big challenge,
Like
Capturing a crocodile
On a fish net, it would even
Be harder using words
To capture illusive motions
Of white milk spilt on
Monochromatic tiles,
Or
The leaping of a fish
On the pond trying to
Eat a moth or a dragonfly
Hovering on a blade of
Grass and what about
Air,
Invisible getting
Inside my lungs, that
Feeling of life moving
Inside me,
And
What about
Blood running in the veins
To remove numbness of
My fingers,
All
These
Are challenges in words
In what to write,
To a jumping fish
Capturing, swallowing
A blue dragonfly,
Or
The air rushing
To my lungs,
Or
To the
Blood rushing to my numb
Fingers,
All these give a feeling
Of relief,
All
These somehow
Return life, and it makes
Us all feel good…
Something visual in words
Motions captured and colors
Brushed in word, in words
Something visual
And life-giving
To be caged in words,
Such will be your big challenge.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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