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Light Streaming Through the Crown of a Tree

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Melt into its bark -

each loved tree will fold you in,

lift you to the sky.

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(c)  2013  Betty Hayes Albright

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Thanks to everyone who reads my blog, and for your kind comments.

I’ll continue to be scarce for a little while as we are selling our house, packing, cleaning, lamenting…. Hoping to take my elm trees with me.

Will still try to post and read blogs now and then – looking forward to the day when things get back to “normal”!

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Like a shy, white bird

sweet trillium blooms quietly

nestled in the brush.

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(c) 2013 Betty Hayes Albright

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There is that moment,

an imperceptible pause

just before we leap.

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(c) 2013  Betty Hayes Albright

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She penned some words

on ivory parchment,

felt his eyes

on every page

waiting for the plot

to quicken,

searching

for an opening.

But she could only

hide him softly

veiled by a metaphor

in the chapter never finished

of a story incomplete.

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© 2012 Betty Hayes Albright   (written about a year ago)

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Waves break in silver

like rushes of mercury

glinting on the shore.

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 © 2012  Betty Hayes Albright 

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Robin Redbreast

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There it is again:

handsome rival in the glass -

he stops to reflect.

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(c) 2013  Betty Hayes Albright

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Sometimes a mountain

shakes loose

its deeply rooted trees,

old riverbeds,

the tramping of calloused feet.

It spews out fire and ash,

declares itself free

of expectation.

There is blood-letting

as lava streams down

into the lakes

cooking fish and lilies,

boiling off complacency.

It is the wish

of Gaia.

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Be careful

when you try

to move a mountain -

but never stop climbing.

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© 2013 Betty Hayes Albright 

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Night embroidery

stars are strewn like white french-knots

on a black silk sky.

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(c) 2013  Betty Hayes Albright

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(Revised from a 1976 poem.)

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Beyond the unforgiving core

of gravity

she rises up

through molten rock

and hard-pan crust

into the atmosphere

above

the rant of storms

the burning bush

the moon, the sun

the spin of stars

and far beyond

the fabled edges

of the universe

no longer up or down

but circling straight

into the riddle

of her Self.

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© 2013  Betty Hayes Albright 

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Polka-dotted sky

white-cheeked clouds mooning the earth

pansies smile and wink.

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© 1992, 2013 Betty Hayes Albright 

(The middle line was first written as a couplet back in 1992.)

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