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Perennial

For those of you who aren’t familiar with Ben Naga, I think you’ll find his blog well worth checking out. His poetry contains wisdom, humor, satire, and in this case, great beauty.

Ben Naga

 1805. Perennial…..
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PERENNIAL

Keeps her secrets
Within her silence

I too, passing her
Day after day

A gladsome addition
To my daily constitutional

Grateful to the wind
That blew her seed here

A gradual paling
Day after day

Petals crinkle, fall
Her secrets die with her

I shall mourn her absence
Patiently await next Summer

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(I’m honored to be included in this anthology, along with many of our other WP poets.)

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Wings

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On May 18, 1980, Mt. St. Helen’s erupted in Washington State, killing 57 people, including one of my dearest friends, Barb. This was written shortly afterwards.

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You laughed above the heads

of those who couldn’t see your wings,

but those of us with vision

always flew along with you.

Even in the rain you’d soar

above the muddy puddles

with a smile and a wink.

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But just this once

your takeoff was too slow.

St. Helen’s grabbed you

in her smoky claws,

and with one spicy belch

she burned your wings away….

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I found a bird

the cat brought in,

buried it in forget-me-nots,

and felt you watching,

heard your laughter

rising from the sifted dust

as you spread your wings and flew

beyond the ash

to the curlicue clouds.

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(c) 1980, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright

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(In memory of Barb, her husband, and her two children)

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He trekked north

with the vernal sun

carving his name

across her sky

so she would not forget.

And as he touched

those new frontiers

she wondered, had anyone

conquered her so?

When spring returns

will the sun reach as high,

or will it stop short

of her maiden arc

and will she hear wild geese cry?

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(c) 1996,  2017  Betty Hayes Albright

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(a re-post)

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Loom

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The seer gazes

past her spinning wheel

and there she eyes

the weave of Yin and Yang

in threads of sun

and yarns of moon

where hope,

like a soft cloth,

polishes the future.

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(c) 1994, 2016   Betty Hayes Albright

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(a re-post – again my apologies to those who have read it before.)

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Dec 27 2008 001

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Warm wishes to everyone

for the happiest of holidays

during this season of loving and giving!

May you all find the best of health, peace, and abundance

in the New Year.

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Merry Christmas!

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Love, Betty

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A Better Future

Another beautiful, powerful and visionary poem from Ben Naga.

Ben Naga

A BETTER FUTURE

Let us dream a better future into life
That life that lies inert unenvisioned
Let us breathe it into manifestation
In words and thus in time into flesh

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