Best Dragonfly Poems
Its delicate wings no longer wet, it stretched well,
And flew up high holding onlookers in its spell.
Round and around it danced over the eerie pond
All covered with water lilies but not beyond.
Elation, euphoria, joy and disbelief,
Emotions fell as it landed on fragrant leaf.
Up again, its gossamer wings attaining strength,
As once again it fluttered across the pond's length.
Hungry it spied a tasty bug, gorged on its feed,
Then instinct urged it to find its first mate to breed.
The feat accomplished, it resumed its fullest flight
Knowing full well it needed rest before twilight.
Survival of the fittest it had never learned.
Bird ate it up, that natural death it had earned.
Categories:
dragonfly, destiny,
Form:
Sonnet
In a gorgeous meadow chock full of butterflies and daylilies there lived a
sassy happy beautiful dragonfly. She was loved by the tulips, roses, and coneflowers. The monarchs revered her, seeing the joy she brought to the meadow. This little dragonfly did her best to fit in, nurturing each aspect of the meadow as was her right.
pretty dragonfly
spreading love to the flowers
expecting nothing
Categories:
dragonfly, 6th grade, 7th grade,
Form:
Haibun
Dragonfly, shiny
Windup toy, in flight, you dance
Among the cattails.
Categories:
dragonfly, animal, appreciation, beautiful, earth,
Form:
Haiku
Its wings were double fronds of gauzy green,
its fragile form a long and tapered flair—
this fallen dragonfly I had not seen
before, when I had walked out on my stair.
I bent and saw that it was not alive,
its body crushed, its wings ravaged and torn.
Yet something of its beauty still survived—
a remnant of the luster it had borne.
I marveled at such elegance in death,
a noble creature, still, upon my stair.
A wave of melancholy took my breath,
and eyes welled for a thing so fine and rare.
I put the grief away and dried my eyes.
Such is the way of tears and dragonflies.
Categories:
dragonfly, sad,
Form:
Elegy
A Long, Long Time ago, there was a cricket whose name
was Blue, she was named after the sky that she loved so true.
All day long she would look up at the sky while the other
crickets played and hopped merrily on by.
Then one day a dragonfly landed near and he heard the
whispered wish, the cricket held so dear.
Crickets my dear, he said, belong on the ground and if
you fell, well, you may never ever be found.
The little cricket answered yes I know, but to the sky
is where my heart longs to go. I have wings to help me fly
but they only carry me about one foot high.
To the top is where I long to be.
Hey! Maybe you could help me.
I don't know if that is a safe thing to do little cricket
but if you can help me then I will try and help you.
What can I do to help dragonfly, the cricket cheerfully asked?
Some rain would be nice to put in my water flask.
I carry water to those of us who are sick but there seems to be a
water shortage since the farmer filled in the ditch.
I would be more than glad to help and the cricket sung her beautiful song,
then tender raindrops fell from the sky and the dragonfly was pleased
as he carried water half the day long to those in need.
When the sky cleared and there was no more rain, the cricket waited
for the dragonfly to return again, and when he did not come back to her,
the cricket's face had a look of concern.
I know he will return, the cricket whispered to herself low, he just has to
for he promised me so. Just as the sun begin to set low, along came the dragonfly and asked, Are you ready to go?
The cricket said, Yes as her heart for this had cheerfully longed.
The little cricket jumped on the dragonflies back and held tightly on.
To the top of the tree he flew and landed on the tip top as he promised her
he would do. The crickets eyes filled with wonder and tears.
This is what she had been dreaming of, for years.
The dragonfly's days were never worried about drought, whenever his cricket
friend was about and the Cricket took many journeys on the dragonflies back.
She told her story in a song again and again. The tale of how a cricket flew
up into the sky, on the back of her dragonfly friend.
3/09/2017
Categories:
dragonfly, adventure, children, encouraging, farm,
Form:
Rhyme
"Dragonfly, 10 Floors Up"
I saw a dragonfly today
hovered outside my window
I was a ghost floating 10 floors up
it saw me,
we flew away
(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
Categories:
dragonfly, muse,
Form:
Narrative
I walked down the hospital corridor
And a dragonfly I see
Staring through the window pane
Looking just for me.
My mind immediately took wings
And soared above the clouds
I looked upon the city huge
Where I was once a child.
Then the wind beneath his wings
Transported me far north
To the Nebraska Sand Hills
And the school I once taught.
Here a Cowboy riding tall
Caught my eye you see
Then I knew with all my heart
This land my home would be.
I drifted farther north again
To Dakota land,
Where we ranched and raised the kids
Our dreams to soon would end.
Back to Kansas we did go
A living was our goal.
For twenty years you worked so hard
Your health did pay the toll.
I traveled upward one last time
Our old place I see
Beneath me lies your garden site
With nothing left but weeds.
I soar over our new home
Your flowers and veggies bloom,
I picked your pretty coral rose
And brought it to your room.
The dragonfly blinked his eyes at me
His message I'd misread,
He wasn't here for me at all
But for my Cowboy, instead.
I need to thank my daughter-in-law Darcee for her help.
Cile and Darcee Beer
Categories:
dragonfly, death, devotion, love, sympathy,
Form:
Verse
Dragonfly Afloat on the Lake
A dragonfly afloat on the lake
Flaps its wings to keep from drowning.
With its life in the balance, it senses hope
And boards the paddle I nudge into place.
Slowly, I draw the oar out of the water
And watch the dragonfly bask in the sun.
Now recuperated with dried wings,
The insect alights on the boat’s gunnel.
I contemplate the situation, seeking a higher meaning,
Wondering if it understands fate or destiny
And canoe towards the shore for its safety.
Or is it just an instinctive reaction?
That brought us together in this crisis
As it flies away, leaving me with a memory.
Categories:
dragonfly, flying, insect, nature, perspective,
Form:
Sonnet
DRAGON FLY:
I was sitting in my sunroom
Glancing at the sky
When I noticed on my window screen
There was a big old dragonfly
I opened up my window
So that I could set him free
But he just stayed there humming
As if he'd say to me
I see you Mr. Human
You're thoughtful and so kind
But I think I'll watch the sunset
That is, of course if you don't mind
So I fetched a spoon of water
And I got a crumb of bread
And I put it on my window sill
Before I went to bed
When I woke up in the morning
The dragonfly was free
And beside the spoon there was a note
It said, thank you, to me.
Categories:
dragonfly, appreciation,
Form:
Rhyme
I opened the window to let in fresh air
In came a ladybug who landed on my chair
In next came a dragonfly with black beaded eyes
It stared down the ladybug its found its prize
Up went the wings on the ladybugs back
She must escape or become a snack
A dash to the window the ladybug flew Next came the dragonfly who landed in my shoe
Goodbye little ladybug enjoy your day
I’ll keep tabs on this dragonfly for a little longer stay
Categories:
dragonfly, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form:
Rhyme
Dragonfly.
By the waters edge you fly, your slender body skimming over the reeds.
Your wings transparent in the sunlight, like wisps of angels wings that glow.
You dart about looking for insects to consume, a predator, of such beauty.
The colours of your body, green, purple, silver, shine like a precious jewel,
so awesome and fragile. You sparkle as you move rapidly, like a flash of light,
dancing like a ballerina, the river your stage, the insects the audience.
Categories:
dragonfly, creation,
Form:
Quintain (English)
Briar and the Dragonfly
Seated in a saddle on a dragonfly in flight
Shimmering upon the evening skies
Iridescent flickerings beneath this moonlit night
Magical this scene before my eyes
Smiling like a crescent with a firefly in tow
Laughing as the trees have come to play
Eyes they glow illumined as the springtime breezes flow
Shining like a diamond on display
“Hey there on the ground”, she hollers as she passes by
“How’d you like to join me on my trek?”
Reaching out a hand I see her beauty makes me try
Hopping on I utter, “what the heck?”
Through a blooming garden I hold tightly as we soar
Daffodils and rose buds sing their song
Irises are waving, tell me who could ask for more
Happy that I chose to tag along
She said, “My name is Briar and my dragonfly’s is Bliss”
“Inspire me, he does most every day”
I answered, “Please to meet you and my friends all call me Chris”
“I really do enjoy this, I must say”
Through a maze of hedges, like a sea of feathered green
Underneath an arbor made of wood
Woven tight with Jasmine, aromatic and pristine
Many are the years this place it stood
We flew above the water seeing ripples in a curve
My grin reflects the surface smooth as glass
Around the bend a cat tail that we miss now as we swerve
Enchanted as these moments come to pass
Then I heard a ringing so annoying and so loud
Startled, my alarm clock it did scream
Opening my weary eyes, a hazy kind of shroud
Knowing now that this was all a dream
Now I lay here frowning with her picture in my mind
Hopping that the day will hurry by
So it will be nighttime and another chance to find
Briar and her friend the dragonfly
Good night Soupers
Categories:
dragonfly, fantasy, good night,
Form:
Rhyme
lands on my shoulder
dainty faerie dragonfly
brings spirit message
Categories:
dragonfly, 6th grade, 7th grade,
Form:
Haiku
damsel dragonfly
how I envy your freedom
featherlight
fragile and delicate
effortlessly
you glide
ever so graceful
with your whispery wings
translucent in the sunlight
in a carefree dance
atop a sunray
onto the next
hovering
nonchalant
AP: Honorable Mention 2022, Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on February 13, 2019 for 2019 POETRY MARATHON MILE 18 sponsored by MARK TONEY
Originally posted on February 18, 2018
Categories:
dragonfly, beautiful, fantasy, flying, freedom,
Form:
Free verse
Upon your wings of crystal blue
a morning drop of dew
although the sky is watching you
you know, I am there too
Oh dragonfly of love, how do you do
I wonder as I sit and rue
about the things I never knew
and all this beauty, oh so new
Of all the sanctuaries of the world
you chose the one that has been pearled
by an artist's loving hand unfurled,
I am beholden to, things I have unlearned;
In this moment I appreciate the beauty
of a simple thing, that draws me
at the edge of dawn I am always free
to dance with this dragonfly and just be
Upon a sky of crystal blue a dragonfly wing of every hue,
although its made of old glass, every day feels bran new.
Written by: Mystic Rose
Inspired by: Susan Jarrell
Categories:
dragonfly, appreciation,
Form:
Free verse