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Premium Member Beautiful Dragonflies - the American 767 Style

~Beautiful   Dragonflies~
(American 767)



Dragonflies are odonata
they have close large eyes
bigger than the damselflies

Have slender bodies two wings
Variety numerous
they eat other small insects

Attack small fish and tadpoles
eat mosquitos and midges
they live in diverse biotope

Some are found in ponds and swamps
Prefer to live in wetlands 
Some live in lakes acidic bogs 

Male grasps the head of female 
Sperm transfer fertilizes eggs 
Some female lays eggs alone 

Eggs dropped in aquatic plants 
or directly in water 
Some larvas stage in ponds marshes

When ready to change into adult 
They climb out of the water 
Shed skin become dragonfly 

Dragonflies are unique insects 
Colorful beautiful 
Adults can live up to two months 



Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2009


February.10.2017


“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.” 
- Mark Twain


Premium Member In the Dark Night

In the dark night time stops to flow,
the still hands of the clock show
how infinite desolate pathos could be 
for life wandering in darkness lonely,
sunrise hour the time creator would know.

Clumped silver cloud gleams in astral halo,
moon dust drapes the ground with satin glow,
as God sprouts the stars of hope remotely 
in the dark night.

Indomitable faith fertilizes the land fallow, 
barren trees soak it in the trunk hollow,
wait for the new sunrise, longing to see
clouds melt, rain washes the green canopy,
as tranquil time creates the bright morrow
in the dark night.

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April 25, 2022
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Premium Member Heated Proposal

She’s his student, the intensity has scalded the respect
a damsel full of innocence, displays so intrepid
showing red-hot feminity just at the door of adulthood
she rings the bell of his somatic responses
ten times are his racers, steaming up a dangerous urge
winks her beautiful left eye on an elegant visage
then to his delight, 
her half-hidden chested treasures dance
the bra is set free for her glands to beg, in whispering soprano
her infantile navel, fertilizes the growth beneath his pant
his will to say no, confusion demotes
she comes closer to infect more in this temptation
her waist is willing, her lips are flushed
he obeys the request to touch 
and his trouser get wet but burns
feeling this softness, his resistance is propagandized
she banks on the finality of his abject defeat
he throws her to one side and disappears from her claws.

Ode To the Passing Cloud

To move on as thy born nature has been, 
Pass on, O Passing Cloud, with all thy blight,
Let every dark despair deliver hope,  
Let every cheerless gloom smile as delight.

Come if ye may, unto my dry drab life,
Let rainy days no despair to me give,
Nor strife to me, born who's in sunny land,
I love to see rainbows at sunset eve. 

Come, Passing Cloud, teach me to stay afloat,	
There’s no joy like soaring high in blue skies,
Come as a rescue boat in stormy sea,    
Try, bring back cheers that oft fail to arise. 

Remember, Passing Cloud, there’s no failure,
As, to pass on be thy innate nature,
Each failure fertilizes seeds of cure,
As bright dream oft follows a bad nightmare.

Life too is much like thee, O Passing Cloud,
Be it so dark, or bright and silvery,
Every day’s born with a new hope from sun,
All things pass off-- times stormy or breezy.

If what moves on is world, to let go's life,
To stay put, a sure death-defining strife,
Clouds drifting slowly from vanishing sight
Be my moment, eternal that alights.
Form: Ode

Premium Member Dragonflies - the American 767 Style

~Dragonflies~
(American 767)



Dragonflies are odonata
they have close large eyes
bigger than the damselflies

Have slender bodies two wings
Variety numerous
they eat other small insects

Attack small fish and tadpoles
eat mosquitos and midges
they live in diverse biotope

Some are found in ponds and swamps
Prefer to live in wetlands 
Some live in lakes acidic bogs 

Male grasps the head of female 
Sperm transfer fertilizes eggs 
Some female lays eggs alone 

Eggs dropped in aquatic plants 
or directly in water 
Some larvas stage in ponds marshes

When ready to change into adult 
They climb out of the water 
Shed skin become dragonfly 

Dragonflies are unique insects 
Colorful beautiful 
Adults can live up to two months 



Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@200



June.05.2016


Premium Member Darkness


In the ebony night time stops to flow,
the still hands of the impetus clock freeze
the timeless infinite pathos in congealed instants 
for listless life wandering on the shadows of past,
stares through the layered strata of darkness,
designed to mask the acuity lattice. 

Clumped silver cloud gleams with astral halo,
moon dust drapes the mind with mesmeric glow,
as ordained stars sprout hope remotely 
in the dark night of the inner cosmos.

Indomitable faith fertilizes the fallow mind, 
void perception in miasma fill elixir of exuberance ,
waits for the new sunrise to see
the creepy cloud in the obsidian sky melts, 
resurgent rain suffuses the  silhouetted senses,
for in the stalled time on agonized psychic canvas  
there is a darkness framed.

Living In Juliet's Shadow

The fleeting moments could never distill your eternal essence, yet thy shadow lingers to caress the lofty words 
inscribed on doled heart. Time was abridged by thy unappreciable presence. With an incalculable prescience 
thou did sculpt out brighter tomorrows. Thy searching eyes from lofty heights still follow my every step, 
emitting succoring beams of light that my path doth gild. My perched ears still palpitate with the soft, 
undulating rhythms of thy imploring address. Thy coiffed locks as the meadow lilac still annually thy perfumed 
dander doth strew. Mirth and song yet flow from thy entreating lips. From silken rose hips, I still imbibe the 
sweet nectar that sprung from thy virgin fount. Thy beckoning bosom, silty mound ballasted by a pristine 
furrow, still fertilizes my my fallow field. In dreams, I still nestle close to thy bleating heart. A suckling babe 
innocently squeezing untapped paps until its milky stream doth readily flow.  In visions, I clasp the dainty folds 
of thy unblemished skin. Clinging to thy warm embrace until morning's glaring shadows pare our sprightly 
limbs.           



      

~"O my love, my wife!
Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath
Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty."- William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, 5.3

Premium Member D R a G O N F L I E S - the American 767 Style

~Dragonflies~
(American 767)



Dragonflies are odonata
they have close large eyes
bigger than the damselflies

Have slender bodies two wings
Variety numerous
they eat other small insects

Attack small fish and tadpoles
eat mosquitos and midges
they live in diverse biotope

Some are found in ponds and swamps
Prefer to live in wetlands 
Some live in lakes acidic bogs 

Male grasps the head of female 
Sperm transfer fertilizes eggs 
Some female lays eggs alone 

Eggs dropped in aquatic plants 
or directly in water 
Some larvas stage in ponds marshes

When ready to change into adult 
They climb out of the water 
Shed skin become dragonfly 

Dragonflies are unique insects 
Colorful beautiful 
Adults can live up to two months 



Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2009



August.21.2016

Premium Member Over the Middle Passage of Time

Over the Middle Passage of Time
(Apropos of Trials and Triumphs)

In the crypt of the ocean’s deep
Lay ivory bones
Of screaming ebony souls
Drowned in due seasoned journeys
Across middle passage sojourns
Of pilgrim’s progress
Yoking labor in the wrinkles of the earth
From the fresh dawn to the tired dust thereof:
Nothing fertilizes like wet sweat and dried blood.

When the instructive tongues of ancestors 
Tap at the door of attentive ears
Spirits scale skyscraper yearnings of home
Parachuting shackles of mind and body
Drifting in earthy fields of rusty ways;
No, the last supper will not be here.

The lit torch illuminates the new summons;
The passage of time forgives but never forgets;
The Supreme Master of the Universe spills His cup
Into the Saucer of which we now sip:
Because of His amazing grace, we shall not
Sup the tainted bastard blue blood of disgrace.

Premium Member More fish in the sea

Does your lover woo you
like a puffer fish woos 
his perfect mate?

If not … well
there are plenty more
fish in the sea!

Note: How it works
Male pufferfish build sand sculptures to attract mates.
The female pufferfish decides if the male's sculpture is good enough.
The male pufferfish uses shells to decorate the ridges of the sculpture.
The ridges stabilize the sculpture and slow water that might disturb the center where the female will lay her eggs.
The female pufferfish enters the nest and joins the male cheek to cheek.
The female lays her eggs and the male fertilizes them.
     ~Nature on PBS

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