Dragonfly
8 August, 2011
author: Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)
So short the life of the dragonfly
I wonder if it knows of it's own mortality
It's life, but a breath of a few months
So free and easy it glides from place to place
Hunter, trapper, deadly foe
Alighting gently on a blade of grass
I watch it's effortless flight as it moves on
Perhaps another target in it's sight
Such beauty, barely escaping it's own inevitable plight
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Meri (64.12.117.71) -- Monday, August 8 2011, 07:49 pm That dragonflies had such short life spans. What I like about a dragonfly is that it minds its own business and doesn't buzz around you like bees, yellow jackets and hornets. Nice poem about nature Dreamer. |
Tricia (74.115.38.208) -- Wednesday, June 24 2020, 03:04 am Dreamer it has been years since I've written and came to visit. Miss you and Terrie. Dragonflies are my favorite insect their "meaning" speaks true to my soul. |
Dreamer (107.133.200.6) -- Friday, June 26 2020, 01:10 am Nice to see you come back and visit us. Good thing about dreamers... We are always here.. next to the dragonflies :) |
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