Skipping Stones – book released

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“Skipping Stones” is now available on Amazon!

Many thanks to Thomas and Ethel Davis at Four Windows Press, and to Lauren Scott and Candice Daquin for their cover reviews. 

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Prometheus Unglued

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He steams her edges

and, like stamps

on a postcard

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she curls in the heat

falling free from the corner

of mythology

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to be saved

by the fire

in his hands.

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(c) 1993, 2018  Betty Hayes Albright

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(a re-post, revised)

OtherWorld’s Bookstore Display

I’ve read several of these wonderful books by Thomas Davis and Ethel Mortenson Davis. Congratulations to them for having this display in their local bookstore!

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A new bookstore has opened on Third Avenue in Sturgeon Bay! We used to have two bookstores, but they have closed. Now Margaret Magle has opened a new bookstore on Third Avenue downtown. She is, right now, featuring books by Ethel Mortenson and Thomas Davis. We are hoping both tourists and local folks visit the store at 41 N. Third Avenue since we are hoping Margaret succeeds in her new endeavor.

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Announcing “Skipping Stones”

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I’m very excited to announce that my poetry book, “Skipping Stones”, will be available on Amazon later this month!  It’s being published by “Four Windows Press”.

“Skipping Stones” has four sections, and it includes the Maeberrie fantasy, which some of you are familiar with. (My two characters now have names!)

The photo for the cover was taken by my son, Jason.

I’ll keep you posted when the book is released.

Thank you very much to my readers, and to Four Windows Press, for your support through the years. ❤

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Pages

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It was your favorite book,

the one with Goldbug*

hidden in every picture.

You’d turn the pages

and find him peeking

from the window of a car

or riding in the back

of a fire truck.

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When you grew up

you had your own cars and trucks

and never failed to wave

and beep your horn

when you drove away.

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A year ago today

you left this realm

but you are not gone.

I feel you standing next to me

as I water the grape ivy.

Your wind chime rings

when the air is perfectly still.

The little wooden cats

you carved for me

change position during the night.

Something invisible

tickles my arm.

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You tell me in a dream

not to be sad

and you wave at me

from the windows of everywhere.

I wave back

and turn another page.

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©  2018  Betty Hayes Albright

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* from Richard Scarry’s – Cars and Trucks and Things that Go

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Cats carved by my late son, Arlie, when he was 8 or 9.

Above and Below

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I’d fly on white wings,

one of joy

one of sorrow

balanced

on crosswinds

above

and below

to mate

in mid-flight

with a prayer.

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(c) 1990, 2018 Betty Hayes Albright

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(A re-post from 2011)

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My thoughts and condolences are with Santa Fe, Texas today, and with all those affected by this most recent school shooting. When will it stop?

Gaia Calling

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Hello, my friends,

is anyone there?

I need someone

to come repair

my shattered biosphere.

The ocean’s clogged

with plastic sludge,

the beach is cut

with broken glass,

my raging fever

melts the ice

and all the while

my insides churn

as ancient trees

are turned to tables,

wild creatures

robbed of fur

their heads mounted

on walls.

I sob aloud

and strain to breathe

the muddy air

my tears are lava

running through your villages

I’ve lost my balance

can’t control

the atmosphere

it spins and bawls

across the plains

I quake apart

your buildings fall

the dust roars through

our sacred land

my voice grows hoarse

but still I call out

desperately –

Can you hear me now?

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© 2013, 2018  Betty Hayes Albright

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(Re-posted from 2013)

Image from “Bing” free art.