.
I remember
when twenty-five years
was my whole lifetime.
.
Now a quarter century
is just another tumbleweed
bouncing down the street –
.
a little bit battered,
a lot more dust
but what wonderful kindling
I’ll be!
.
.
© 2019, 2020 Betty Hayes Albright
.
Posted in just a scribble, Poetry 2010 - present | Tagged humor, kindling, life, poem, Poetry, relativity, time, tumbleweeds | 37 Comments »
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Fifty doves
fly as one –
a hundred wings
on a string
.
like a cloud
caught by the sun
in a glint
and a flutter
.
before they all
disappear
to swerve in the curve
of caprice.
.
.
© 2020 Betty Hayes Albright
.
Posted in Poetry 2010 - present | Tagged birds, caprice, Doves, nature, poem, Poetry, what I saw out the window, wings | 29 Comments »
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It doesn’t seem
that long ago
you came
but could not stay.
.
Our paths were crossed
and time got lost –
seems only yesterday, and yet
.
the moon still beams
and waxes full
above the sea
beyond the knoll
.
where we grew young
so long ago
when Eros came to play.
.
.
© 2019 Betty Hayes Albright
.
(Just another entropic scribble. 🙂 )
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Posted in Deep Water, just a scribble, Poetry 2010 - present | Tagged Deep Water, eros, Love, memories, moon, passion, play, poem, Poetry, wistfulness, youth | 33 Comments »
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Frosty colors
fall like snow
through trees —
precipitations of sun
filling the tangle
of briar and wood.
.
A lone sprite sings
her winter song
as doves wing overhead,
their tail feathers spread
to polish the lens
of the sky.
.
.
(c) 1996, 2019 Betty Hayes Albright
.(Re-posted from 2011, revised.)
.
Happy Winter Solstice!! 🌲 🌞 🌲
(And to our friends south of the equator a Happy Summer Solstice! 😎 )
Wishing everyone a peaceful holiday season!
Posted in Poetry 1990's | Tagged light, Love, peace, poem, Poetry, seasons, winter, Winter Solstice | 29 Comments »
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So soon, again
they come this way –
long shadows
in the meadow play
.
between the leaves
turned red and gold
where faeries
of the frost behold
.
a disappearance
of the bees,
the fogging
in a stand of trees,
.
the seasoning
of twig and vine
as Fall adds nutmeg
to the brine.
.
.
© 2019 Betty Hayes Albright
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Posted in Poetry 2010 - present | Tagged autumn, brine, change, fall, Gaia, nature, poem, Poetry, seasons, time | 38 Comments »
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Beating of deep drums,
puff of smoke on horizon
and then you were gone.
.
More is said in love’s silence
than we can e’er say out loud.
.
.
© 2012, 2019 Betty Hayes Albright
.
(Reposted from 2012, revised.)
.
Posted in Deep Water, Poetry 2010 - present, tanka | Tagged Love, passion, poem, Poetry, signals, silence, tanka | 23 Comments »
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How is it that grief
stays so fresh year after year?
It must be the salt.
.
.
© 2019 Betty Hayes Albright
.
Posted in haiku or senryu, Poetry 2010 - present | Tagged death, grief, life, Love, memory, poem, Poetry, senryu, timelessness | 41 Comments »
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