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Splash

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In the middle

of the bridge, I’ll stop

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and drop my secrets down

to the fast-flowing waters

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where they’ll agitate confession

howling over the falls

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to evaporate a rainbow

in that splash where every river

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meets its absolution

in the sea.

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(c) 2018  Betty Hayes Albright

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He says she’s over the hill,

that she’s dancing

with entropy

toward the valley below

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but she hears the call

of flickers, and the chitter

of squirrels,

and she sees ahead

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lush meadows, tall trees,

and moss-covered stones

on the path

by a sapphire river.

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There, she’ll follow the scent

of her own deep roots

to a range of mountains,

their tops hidden

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in the subtleties he missed

between the lines

on her face

when e’er she smiled.

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(c)  2018  Betty Hayes Albright

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We can’t be held down,

we’re a ball bouncing back,

an unsinkable raft,

a bowl that won’t crack.

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We can never be slain,

our core’s made of steel,

wherever we’re punctured

we readily heal.

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Trample on us

and we’ll spring back to life,

we cut to the truth

like an ever-sharp knife.

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We’re a magical candle

that never stops burning,

a wise inner child

who never stops learning.

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Knock on our window’s

unbreakable glass,

mow us down, we’ll grow back

like invincible grass.

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Light as a bubble

we can’t be detained —

we’ll rise towards the light

and ever remain.

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©  1976, 2018  Betty Hayes Albright

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(a re-post)

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We need to vote — for wisdom, love, truth, integrity, compassion, understanding, tolerance, kindness, common sense, and justice.  We need to vote for candidates who will encompass as many of those traits as possible (no matter their party).

We need to vote for those who will join the rest of the world in protecting Mother Earth.  We must change this downhill slide, for the sake of our children, our grandchildren, and all future generations. Thank you.  ❤

Love, B.  ❤

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Oh love, can you see us all

pulsing in red,

eyes opened wide

to reason and truth?

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Oh love, can you see us all

reflecting orange,

imagining change

and eager to grow?

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Oh love, can you see us all

lit up in yellow,

resolving to purify

air, land, and sea?

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Oh love, can you see us all

shimmering in green,

rejecting the lies, and

defending the light?

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Oh love, can you see us all

bathed in blue

with visions of healing,

and freedom from fear?

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Oh love, can you see us all

radiating indigo,

hands joined together

in what we must do?

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Oh love – may you see us all

aglow in violet –

creating the crest

of a new Humanity.

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(c) 2001, 2018  Betty Hayes Albright

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In two weeks, we in the U.S. have an important election which could change the course of history.  Please vote – and let your voice be heard.

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Photo (C) Copyright Betty Albright 2018.

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We found a little box

with a speckled bird inside

and fed it bits of food

and water from a dropper,

until the day he asked

for a bigger place.

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And so we placed him lovingly

inside a gilded cage

with trays of seeds

and a wooden perch

where he could hop about.

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“This is fine for now,” he said,

“but tomorrow

I want something bigger.”

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We quickly built an aviary

with maple trees

and blueberry shrubs

where he could flutter

through the leaves.

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“This is nice for now,” he said.

But after several days he asked

to wing about the house,

and finally out the window.

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We watched him fly

through forests and valleys,

and finally up into the sky

between the stars, and out

beyond the Milky Way.

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A year went by

and one day he returned,

asking for his little box.

He snuggled down to rest, and said,

“This will do just fine –

for I can see forever

from here now.”

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© 2018  Betty Hayes Albright

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Poem is from a dream I had last April. 

The image is a partial of a print my late parents had – artist unknown. (Update – the artist is Jill Fogelsong.)  The sun just happened to be shining through the window in a certain way, giving it a rainbow effect — which caught my eye. I wasn’t planning to post an image with this poem, but it presented itself just in time. Funny how things work out….

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selective focus photo of white petaled flower

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Sunlight shrinks away

behind the thin of poplar trees,

spiders throw red shadows

in the paths of tired bees,

spells of a waxing moon are cast

and dragonflies change speed

with just a touch of madness

as summer goes to seed.

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(c) 1993, 2018 Betty Hayes Albright

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(a re-post from 2011 – revised)

.Photo by Ithalu Dominguez on Pexels.com

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It’s almost too much –

the bee in the center of the rose,

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the hummer mating

with the hot pink flute of August,

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puffs of clover in the honey

tied up in a bow

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with golden mari

and the lion’s yellow dandi.

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Oh glorious!

I must sometimes turn away –

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no wonder that the fly

needs a thousand eyes.

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© 2018  Betty Hayes Albright

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Photo taken in 2014, Edmonds, Washington

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