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dragonfly poetry brown and blue sliver of a dragonfly lands on a delicate blush rose iris in the sun her crinkle glass wings fold up in a prayer honored, the iris is welcoming and loving it is the beginning of a ? a dragonfly so soon just sprung. from springtime's stumbling forest floor, my scent upon cathedral doors. alights on heaven's canyon eddies. to attract a gracedul buttercup ? a lovely ? Dragonfly Emerged out of Nowhere Had landed on a spider web cocoon on the Verge of Enchanted Forest Where grave monument resides Dragonfly was in the air the invisible wings ? Dragonfly, Fiery molten reds and flaming pink to make the birds weep in the trees, emerald greens and lapis blue to shame the sky, so bright that we could never hope to see them with ? 04/07/2016?? Written by Emma Walsh, 4th July 2016, An interesting extract to blow the cobwebs off this Monday morning, The Dragonfly by Alfred Lord Tennyson stands as a ray of ligh...