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Driftwood bank
Dew heavy stalks bend
A dragonfly rises
In the canvass white sky
No need for a sun
On this suffused morning
The warmth of the night
Breathing slowly in tides
The porcelain river
Softly awakening
The mind’s eye
A dragon fly
Over a swimming pool
Zig zags with purpose
Like being in at the deep end
Taking a hard decision.

He is red
Like the writing on the wall
Saying 1.6 meters
As I swim my 16th lap.
Like the 4x4 Taxis here

He is trapped
in the realm of tourists
This pool holds no reeds on which to land
No link between air and water depths
For the hatching of generations

He repeats
the habits of his ancestors
Guards this sterile domain
With militant commitment
His choices narrow with each day.

He shows me
Gives me a lesson
Makes me question rote and way
I let go a little, grateful for choice
And human options.

One day he is gone
Then a second day.
I wonder about that
Did he finally see, on my on lap 24,
the futility of defending small horizons.
Dragonflies mate in flight and then deposit eggs on reeds or other simple vertical pond plants.  The hatchlings descend into water to grow strong.
A Dragonfly once flew up
on its whispery wings
to the azure sky
that caught in the emptiness of time
after a crazy rainstorm disillusioned it,
to greet the Sun
peeking through scraps of ebony clouds.

A euphoric Sun mixed gold dust
to an ethereal orange on its palette, and
blew the sibyllic mist on the giggly,
gossamer wings of the Dragonfly.

And lo, tiny sparkling rainbow drops
started dancing
on the dreaming consciousness of the
rain-wet earth!
K Balachandran Dec 2018
A dragonfly glides-
Now, a sea of glittery wings;
Who has seen their nest?
Kit Scott Nov 2018
I saw you, surrounded by swirling
Iridescent in the light like
Gossamer threads spun dizzyingly 'round and
'Round like the buzzing wings of a dragonfly perched, lightly, upon your outstretched fingers

In that pre-dawn the air was dancing and heavy with something
I could not name
Laden with energy that picked me up and tossed me over and
over as I stood still, watching

Something that evokes you

(Magic.)

And it came to mind then as I saw you swaying in the trees over the lake with your dancing feet that they call you
Witch in the Candlelight
And I was bewitched

And there, rooted in place while you became the clearing
I understood the being that you are
Fleeting and forever, enchanter of dappled light and the scent of morning dew
All as it bends to please you
You are something more
Something beautiful beyond what I can tell
To me, ephemeral

Something of light and shadow and colour
In between the rest of everything
Beautiful

Something I cannot reach
I can still watch though, please just let me have that.
S Nirmal Kumar Oct 2018
On a swaying blade of grass
Unperturbed, contemplate
Red Dragonfly
Ranae Jul 2018
I
Purity in its truest form
Dancing above the waves and lilies
Red, yellow, green
Dots against soulful blues
Nourished by the breeze itself

II
Ghostly on my shoulder
Weighing the stones in my soul

III
The sun rests
On a dragonfly’s scales
It’s yawns are visible
On the tips of its wings

IV
Prismatic dragon
Scales ultraviolet
Ancient
Armored
Safe

V
Aquatic prisoner
Sheltered from air and light
Waiting under the second sky

VI
An agent of the most meddlesome gods
Messenger to the discouraged
Reminder of grief
Comforter to the lost

VII
Horse stinger
Snake stitcher
Devil’s friend
I agree

VIII
Elusive secret keeper
Whose ears are too far to whisper to
Oh what breaths I would share

IX
Scientifically simple
Spiritually overwhelming
Good luck charm
Or bad omen
Depending on point of origin

X
Four iridescent wings
Veined, sectioned
Beating thirty times in a heartbeat
Labor so strenuous
For a spirit made of wind

XI
Ageless
Mythic in both beauty and purpose
A serpent in life
Flight found only in rebirth
Metamorphosis

XII
Returned friend
Paused briefly on ***** skin
My questions unanswered
The burn of death where four feet rested
Have you found happiness?

XIII
The sun rises in the east
The dragonfly stirs at death
Brandon Conway Jul 2018
Freedom:

A
  dragonfly
   perched on an antenna
     of a car.

Free to sit
Free to watch
Free to leave
Without causing a big scene.
Jeff Gaines Feb 2018
Hello everyone,

  I'm so very sorry … I feel horrible doing this, but I have no choice. You see, I have published my first book on Amazon/Kindle! This piece (and many others) had to be taken down because they do not allow published material to be available online for free. (Go figure) I wanted to leave the shell of the posts because I felt compelled to leave all your helpful and loving comments. (Silly sentimental, I know), but I also didn't want to just have the pieces disappear without an explanation. I feel bad enough as it is!

  I owe ALL of you so, SO much for all of your reads, love, and support. It was YOU that gave me the gumption to FINALLY get off my **** and publish! Thank you all for the warm comments, camaraderie, and encouragement! I will still be here, reading, uploading and just being the Rascal that I am. How could I EVER leave you guys?

  The book is called “The Way I See It – FictionPhilosophySoul Food” and it will be FREE for the first few days on Kindle Select, so watch for it, if you are interested. I hope that you go and grab it. If you do, I would also hope that you find it worthy, you would leave me a good review. That will help me get in the public eye! Soon afterward (2-3 days or so), it will be available in paperback.

Find the book(s) here: www.amazon.com/author/jeff.gaines

Or find the book(s), and all about me, here: www.JeffGaines.world

  Soon after, I also hope to have my first novel (a supernatural thriller), called “Wanderer” available as well!

  Wish me luck!
Big, Biggest Love,
        Jeff Gaines
At the time I wrote this, I was still living with a girl I was broken up with. We'd been together for nearly 5 years and I guess neither of us wanted to leave that bed. We had both been seeing other people on "dates", but would return home each night to crawl back up into that bed. It was likely the most absurd thing I'd ever been an accomplice to. Mea Culpa.

We had both been seeing people we had met at our jobs. But the girl I was seeing had someone whisper a lie in her ear ... So, she dumped me and ran away, the truth not being exposed until it was just too late. But my ex actually ended up marrying her new beau a few years later.

On the morning I witnessed this, I was astonished. These 4 Dragonflies were mimicking the situation in my life at that moment! I read somewhere that some folks believe that Dragonflies are "Messengers" of sorts. If that is true, then these were just plain poking fun at me. Ya gotta laugh.
I was somber that Tuesday
Thinking about my lack of success,
I pondered giving up
And letting my current body
be all that there is…
A life over, a life ended.
I was watering the black-eye Susans,
they being just bright green smidgens,
Sad in September, missing my mother…
And a Dragonfly flew up to my face and landed on my neck,
Normally I would have shoed it off,
When younger I might have killed it.
It took the time to inspect my neck,
…turning about and tickling me too-
…near-hysteria waiting; waiting for it to leave,
And then it flew to an oak tree in front of me
And stopped to look back-
…at me?
Then it left.

I thought of a movie about coming to terms with death and a Dragonfly…

                                                     ­          Why did it stop and look back?
Thanks Mom for cheering me up,
…even though I am crying.
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